Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2033

The room was enveloped in silence, but Mark was in no rush. He knew Shirley would agree eventually.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes, Shirley slowly closed her eyes, her lips quivering. "Set the wedding date, let Abner go, let him take the SAT," she whispered.

"And kick him out of your house, cut him off. His presence disgusts me, Shirley. I can't be as forgiving. In a way, he's ruined what you and I had."

A bitter smile crossed Shirley's lips. The real destroyer of their relationship was Mark himself. But she knew it was pointless to argue now. "Fine."

"Don't think you can trick me. I mean a clean break, so that kid doesn't come back crawling to you. I refuse to be the fool."

"Okay."

Shirley didn't want to say more. She opened the door to leave.

Mark tapped the bed beside him, "Come, keep me company."

She stiffened, a wave of revulsion washing over her. But she knew refusing Mark would only lead to worse demands.

over and sat by the

as interest. Once I'm discharged, we'll

face paled, her hand clenched

I didn't succeed. It's not like something happened between you

"Mark!"

saw her as a sister. There was never anything sordid between

lips and nails digging into her palms, Shirley leaned in, forcing down her nausea, and pressed her lips

kiss; his tongue sought entrance. Shirley wanted to push him away, but knowing his temper too well, she restrained herself, fearing his demands would only escalate if she angered

saying nothing. Mark, feeling vindicated, began to unbutton

to Shirley anymore; she just sat numbly. Mark pulled her shirt down, leaving marks on her skin. Shirley didn't look at him,

breeze wafted

she remembered a time years ago when she

that proud Shirley

fell. Mark left his marks, his maliciousness seemingly abated for

you in bed

End it with Abner. Let him leave town. Next month, we'll have our wedding.