Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mark answered decisively, "Sure, go ahead with your experiment."

Jessica skipped toward the lab but turned back for a lighthearted reminder, "Bro, don't get so caught up in your dates that you forget my meal." Mark couldn't help but laugh, "I won't."

Only after their exchange ended did Shirley glance at her watch. "Let's just eat at the campus café. That way, you can easily pick up something for her."

"Are you upset?"

"No, I've got stuff to do later anyway."

"Alright then."

The two headed to the campus café, and Shirley barely spoke throughout the meal. Noticing Mark was busy replying to messages and chuckling at his phone, she put down her fork and knife. "Who are you texting?"

in the lab. The mentor is going to have a field day. It's the first time I've seen someone

herself unable to eat. She pulled out her phone and saw

and remember no phones

sat opposite Mark, watching him laugh at his

a sip of water. "I'm going to head

My birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be throwing

watching his retreating figure, feeling as though they were drifting apart. Perhaps Mark hadn't

lots of clothes, filling his closet to the brim. Abner was diligent, coming home late

on weekends, Abner would stay at school, actively seeking help from teachers whenever he encountered difficulties. His teachers praised him to Shirley over the phone, their voices filled with joy.

from James about starting a "school hunk" contest on the campus forum. Hearing this while staring at a page

Mark's family had rented several private rooms at a fancy venue, and the place was bustling with people from their lab. Shirley didn't know most of them. As she opened the door to the room, she caught Mark and Jessica performing a

they were