Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2016

The young man had grown quite tall, standing at about six feet one, but when he leaned on her, he seemed like a child seeking comfort. Shirley gently patted his back. "You haven't had dinner yet, right? There's some food warming on the stove. Go eat something first."

In the end, Abner did receive the two hundred thousand dollars. But he didn't ask for cash, to avoid drawing unnecessary attention. He opted for a check instead, but he couldn't just hand it over to Shirley. If Shirley knew about those people, she'd constantly worry about his safety. So, he passed the check to Mrs. Davis, who should have received it by now.

Mrs. Davis did indeed find the check in her mail, initially dismissing it as some sort of prank. But there was also a letter accompanying it, claiming it was from a former student of theirs. Both Mrs. Davis and Mr. Davis had been educators, teaching countless students over the years, making it impossible to immediately recall who it could be. Skeptically, she cashed the check at the bank and was astounded to find it was indeed worth two hundred thousand dollars. She was now only short of three hundred thousand dollars. The excitement was palpable, yet she dared not share the news with Shirley, for the letter explicitly requested secrecy from Shirley.

Lately, Shirley was buried in work, having come to terms with their family home being sold. With no savings left, she had to work diligently to avert a crisis for herself and Abner. As for her father, they were still half a million short. Even in the worst-case scenario of a sentencing, there was a chance for leniency.

Over the next week, Abner began coming home increasingly late, until Shirley received a call about Mr. Davis' attempted suicide. Her heart clenched at the news. "Are you sure?"

the hospital and is still in critical condition. Your mother has already

only to find her mother waiting outside, visibly aged with worry. Mrs. Davis stood up, her expression fraught with uncertainty. "Shirley, I'm sorry, I

like this, Shirley couldn't bring herself to lay blame. She opened her mouth to speak but ended up remaining silent,

until one in the morning before he was finally wheeled out. Exhausted, Shirley listened as Mrs. Davis sobbed, "He didn't want to go to

problems; those debt collectors were relentless. Even if her father passed away, they wouldn't spare her and her mother. Feeling a wave of despair, she shivered with coldness until Mark arrived at the hospital. He upgraded Mr. Davis'

a man must be the foundation of a family. Thus, letting go of Mr. Davis was unthinkable for her. Now, with Mark stepping in,

and Mark weren't in

side, leading the nurses to assume he was

Davis

in a dilemma, Shirley felt like she was being roasted