Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Shirley felt like her heart was in someone else's grip, tightening with every step closer she took.

In the end, she decided against greeting him. After all, their time together had only been a year and a half-a mere blip in the grand tapestry of Abner's eventful life. That brief period was hardly worth remembering. Perhaps Abner had already forgotten about her.

She lowered her eyelashes, planning to quietly slip past him.

But just as she took a step away, she heard his voice.

It had a clarity to it, different from before, yet the way he called her name was still so tender.

"Shirley, are you planning to just walk by without saying hi?"

Shirley froze, her eyes welling up instantly.

Slowly, she turned around and saw Abner leaning against the wall, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on her.

She tried to muster a smile, wanted to say, "Oh, it's you, Abner. You're back."

But her throat felt choked up, and she couldn't say a word.

She opened her mouth, then pressed her lips together and sighed.

Abner slowly approached.

Shirley felt a shadow envelop her. He seemed taller now, probably around six foot two, standing next to her, an imposing presence.

you haven't forgotten me, have you?

if she could

she and Abner were from two different worlds. No matter

a

awkward smile. "You

eyes darkened, and

"Yeah."

until he asked, "Are you married? Should I be

not married. Don't even have

then smiled slightly. "Really? I thought you and

she had spoken to Abner back then, all for the

someone

take you

purse." Saying that, she quickly turned around, as if worried Abner might change his

had invited Shirley with a particular intention in mind. A prominent scholar had taken an interest in

and, after apologizing, left with her

still waiting in the hallway, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him. "Let's

restaurant and ordered

not seen each other for

not probe too much, only mentioning some school events that happened after he aced his

disinterested, responding