Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mrs. Davis probably regretted it by now, but parents always feel a sense of superiority over their children, never feeling the need to humble themselves.

Especially since Mark had done so much for their family, paying off their debts.

She took a deep breath, and her words came out laced with threats.

"Shirley, have you thought this through? If you walk away now, don't ever think about coming back. Did your father and I ever force you? If it weren't for Abner showing up, you and Mark would've been married by now. He's the one who ruined everything between you two. We should never have agreed to let you go to that village; it's ruined your life."

Abner held Shirley close, feeling her trembling in his arms, her body burning with fever.

"Shirley?"

Her grip tightened on his shirt, as if she was clinging to him for dear life. And was it her imagination, or was there a strong scent of blood on Abner? "Shirley, what do you want to say?"

He bent down, trying to understand her muffled words.

Shirley tried to lift her head, but she was too feverish, barely aware of her surroundings.

All she felt was anger, a burning rage.

Seeing her struggle to speak, Abner made to leave.

But Mark stood up from the ground, blocking his path.

"What right do you have to take her?"

"More right than a rapist," Abner shot back, his gaze sharp and penetrating.

had disrupted his relationship with Shirley. Had it not been for him, they would already

kicked Mark

"Get lost!"

kick, combined with his existing discomfort, made Mark spit out blood

Abner's aggressive demeanor. She shakily pointed a finger at

good, you're bound to be

the best for Shirley but always

in a half-smile, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on both Mrs. and Mr.

while Mr. Davis said

to outdated gender

and a

with maintaining his authenown

BUM

obedient for her

saw as a harmonious family was internally rotten

on because Shirley was truly a

didn't want to say anything more, especially since Shirley's arms were now

He stiffened.

"Shirley..."

and by the time they reached downstairs, Shirley was shaking, cold and hot at the same

curled up in his

go to

safe anywhere, wanting only to go home, to hide

"Shirley..."