Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Without any support, Shirley slipped straight into the bathtub, swallowing several gulps of water in the process. "Shirley."

He called out in panic again, immediately lifting her out of the water.

Shirley's hair was completely drenched, her chest rising and falling slightly, her gaze hazy as she looked at him.

"Abner."

"Yeah."

"I feel awful."

Abner's hand clenched the edge of the bathtub, gripping it tightly, feeling a surge of impulse racing through his body, yet he forced it down. Right now, Shirley wasn't lucid, unaware of what she was doing. "How can I help you?"

How to make her feel better.

faintly flushed. Suddenly, she reached out

been half-kneeling by the bathtub, felt the wet warmth on his palm and ended up sitting on the floor, his ears turning red. He clenched his fist tightly,

about him, still acing tests and receiving awards as if nothing could touch him. Despite carrying

to bear the heat inside her body any longer, Shirley grabbed

fingers trembled, wanting

his hand, moving it from her cheek to

downward.

dared not look at her even more, as if

in her grasp, continued downward, Abner's breathing becoming shaky, his forehead covered

"Shirley."

look at her, suddenly crossing his legs and burying his head into his knees. His other hand was still held by her under the cover of water, already at the

was on the verge of exploding, the sound of rippling water in his ears. He didn't dare lift his head, burying himself like that. But the touch on his hand was too distinct. After what felt like ages, the rippling water finally stilled. He hadn't dared to open his eyes, yet his entire body

No response came.