Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She had already begged him.

Abner stood frozen, baffled for a good while, before he finally swallowed hard and then turned around, making his way out of the hospital. The door to the hospital room opened and then closed again.

Shirley slowly walked over to sit down on the bed, lifting her hand to look at her palm. This was the hand that had just hit Abner.

She let her eyelashes droop, a bitter smile on her face.

That day, she went straight home.

Two days later, the college entrance exams were over. She glanced at her phone screen, at the contact named Abner, doubting he would ever text again.

For the following weeks, Shirley lived in a daze, disregarding everything and temporarily stopping work.

Until James called with good news, saying that Abner had topped the city in the exams, becoming the valedictorian. The school was already planning to hang banners in his honor. "Shirley, aren't you coming? What's with that kid, such a big celebration and he's unreachable!"

Shirley lay in bed, feeling for a moment as if her legs had degenerated, incapable of walking.

She opened her mouth, unsure of what to say, brushed it off with a few words, and then hung up.

Strangely, more than a month had passed since she ran away from her wedding, and there had been no word from the Albright family, nor her parents.

Her thoughts drifted to the man who had appeared in the hospital room; he must have settled everything, right?

What was Abner doing now?

Had he gone back to the Olson family with that mysterious man?

they really never

to the local supermarket. While picking up some

find him, no idea where

apply to Solstice College? Is he planning to study

published though, such a handsome kid. If my daughter could find a boyfriend

cup of noodles. She hadn't eaten

Abner's achievement, yet felt an emptiness

mountains had finally taken flight, but

rainy night's menacing figure was

had

his skills too refined,

had known about his lineage for some time

kid, he had carried

and she had

a

she couldn't

staring at the chat

a message,

to stay, he would end

power was

was

be that courteous young boy from

the living room until late into the night, unsure

left for a

visiting such places, the blaring music made her feel less