Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Shirley froze the moment the words left his mouth.

But Abner, he was as calm as if he was commenting on the lovely weather outside.

Shirley straightened her back, barely believing her ears when he asked, "Can I give you a ride? Where are you staying these days?" She followed him in a daze.

It wasn't until the car pulled up in front of her place that he asked, "You're still living here?"

"Yeah, I bought the place."

"Why not buy somewhere else? It's quite a distance from the school you're working at now, and the price wasn't exactly a steal."

At the time, Shirley couldn't quite pinpoint why she had decided to buy that house.

Maybe she was worried that if Abner ever came back, he wouldn't know where to find her.

But now that Abner had returned, she felt her actions were somewhat redundant. With the Olson family's influence, if he really wanted to find her, he could have gotten all her information in less than ten minutes. So, for the past five years, he truly hadn't looked for her.

"Shirley, you should head up," he said.

She took a few steps and then heard him add, "Oh, and your cell number, can I have it? I'll be coming to Greenfield again; maybe we can grab a meal sometime."

Shirley hesitated for a few seconds before lowering her eyelashes.

"It's the same as before, hasn't changed."

he had ever tried to call,

not looked for her; he hadn't called her. Not

from her now. She was no longer

stayed in the same place, unable to

I'll note that

had already gotten back into the

not feeling the happiness she had anticipated, but a belated, dull ache

she truly understood the cruelty

Abner hadn't

still the first contact, her number already

closing his eyes with a swallow, as if

six months, Shirley didn't

she met Maja Pennyfeather, a woman who had once

together, and

but a whole six months had

was now thirty, and Abner was just twenty-four,

those six

Abner had called her, and she had occasionally called him back, but most times, it wasn't

to talk

conversation more perfunctory than

the last.

all her humiliations had been witnessed by Abner

daily conversations were