Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Five years later.

Abner was twenty-three, and Shirley was approaching the significant milestone of twenty-nine.

Over the years, her relationship with her parents had improved significantly. Perhaps Abner's departure had left her indifferent to everything else, making her past grievances and bitterness seem trivial. She had become a college professor, interacting with many young people. Their youthful exuberance often reminded her of Abner.

For five years, she never stopped seeking information about Abner, but her efforts yielded no results.

Every day after work, she would drive past the high school and pause for a moment.

She still lived in the place she had rented five years ago, which she had since purchased.

Recently, she had a persistent feeling that she was being followed. She reported it to the police, but their investigation turned up nothing.

Until that day, in the most expensive boutique at the mall, she saw a man.

He stood there casually, holding a pair of sunglasses, seemingly waiting for someone.

Then a young woman approached him, linked her arm with his, and smiled at him.

Shirley froze in her tracks. The man was surrounded by several bodyguards who treated him with the utmost respect.

She recognized him immediately-it was Abner.

But he was no longer the skinny teenager she remembered. He had grown, with sharp features and a commanding presence. Even his smile carried a hint of a brisk spring breeze. Shirley stood there for a long time, until her legs began to ache.

overwhelmed her, feeling

her colleagues were

I heard the boutique

wealthy people, we can't know all

handsome, even more so than a movie

they headed to a

declined too many times before and couldn't

few meters before realizing Shirley wasn't with them. They stopped

are you daydreaming about? Come

her mind was still in

to Greenfield's most expensive restaurant, renowned for

hosted by a distinguished academic, soon to be the head of Shirley's

in thought until

didn't you notice

sake. You're twenty-nine, isn't it time

gaze, Shirley saw a

lowered her lashes and

to use

pursued her, some

had been drained

have feelings for Abner; she'd