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.

walked over and sat by the

I'm discharged, we'll get married. You're

paled, her

night, I didn't succeed. It's not

"Mark!"

as a brother, and he saw her as a sister. There was never anything sordid between them. Mark sighed in relief, feeling happier. "Come on,

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

satisfied with just a kiss; his tongue sought entrance. Shirley wanted to push him away, but knowing his temper too well, she restrained herself, fearing his

her eyes, saying nothing. Mark, feeling vindicated, began to

anymore; she just sat numbly. Mark pulled her shirt down, leaving marks on her skin.

breeze wafted

making her shiver in disgust Suddenly, she remembered a time years ago when she was chosen

was that proud Shirley doing

tears fell. Mark left

I'd have you in bed with me." He began to rebutton her

town. Next month, we'll have our wedding. Don't worry; I