Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Abner furrowed his brow, not particularly fond of Mr. and Mrs. Davis.

In Mrs. Davis's world, Mr. Davis was her everything.

And for Mr. Davis, it was all about maintaining his authority as the patriarch.

Neither had Shirley at the center of their universe. When Shirley finally realized this, it would break her heart.

"They didn't really invite me, did they?" Abner asked.

A flash of embarrassment crossed Shirley's face. The kid was too sharp for his own good sometimes.

Indeed, her parents were not keen on Abner and had specifically asked her to come alone tomorrow, emphasizing the point.

It was probably because they hadn't reached an agreement, thinking she was too stubborn, so they wanted a face-to-face discussion at home, just the three of them.

But Shirley, harboring a secret wish, had hoped to bring Abner along. Now, caught in the act, she could only offer a tight-lipped smile.

"I just wanted you to see where I grew up."

"I'll be there. I'll skip class tomorrow and try to come over early," Abner replied, earning a gentle ruffle of his hair from Shirley.

She had another reason for her insistence, rooted in unease.

time, her mother's clear stance felt like a solo battle, and only with Abner by her

busy morning,

but deliberately lingered outside for an hour, as

home used to be the highlight of

she muster

favorite meals greeted her. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were already

regret washed

the dinner

but

excuses of

late.

sit down," her father said, as she noticed a drink already poured for

had braced herself for another conversation about Mark, but after finishing her drink,

guard slowly lowered, the tension easing

offered to help, her mother insisted, "Go

objection, Shirley retreated to her room, hearing the door lock

parents had left. Feeling a sudden feverish heat, she realized something

she started to remove her coat, the bathroom door swung open, revealing

beat, thinking it was