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

interest. Once I'm discharged, we'll get married.

face paled, her hand clenched

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

"Mark!"

as a brother, and he saw her as a sister. There was never anything sordid between them. Mark

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

wasn't 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 demands

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

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

cold breeze wafted

remembered a time years

was that proud Shirley

Mark left his

it weren't for my current condition, I'd have you in bed with me." He began

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