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.

only with

after a busy morning, Shirley finally drove to her parents'

early but deliberately lingered outside for

used to be the highlight of her

did she muster the courage

her. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were already seated at the table, Mrs. Davis even

washed over

the dinner had been

a while, but she had made

her excuses of

late.

sit down," her father said, as she noticed a

had braced herself for another conversation about Mark, but after finishing her drink, his name hadn't

the tension easing away

to help, her mother insisted, "Go rest

room, hearing the door lock behind her. A sense of

door close-her parents had left. Feeling a sudden feverish heat, she realized something was

coat, the bathroom door swung open,

skipped a beat, thinking