Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Shirley's cheeks were flushed with a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

Seeing her expression, Abner decided not to push her further. He gently cradled her face and kissed her, his actions becoming tender.

He knew better than anyone about her relationship status.

He had never truly left her side, always waiting for her to ask him to stay.

But Shirley had never thought to ask him to stay. His claim of needing to wait six months to see her again must have finally sparked something in her, prompting her to reach out first. Abner had waited too long, yet he still hesitated to bare his soul to her.

His love for Shirley was intense, almost to the point of obsession, which had kept him at bay for so long.

Shirley had always been the good girl, living a life by the book. If it wasn't for her taking him out of his secluded life, she would have settled down with Mark, and none of this would have happened.

He had turned her life upside down, and he felt responsible. However, Shirley never seemed to want him to take responsibility.

"Shirley..." he called out tenderly, only to see tears in her eyes.

The alcohol was hitting her, her cheeks resting against his chest, biting her lip in silence.

Abner wiped away her tears. "Did I hurt you?"

Shirley shook her head, fearing this was all a dream.

"Abner, I did look for you," she confessed.

For a long time.

He knew, but she never told

love him?

he still

Abner had cheekily asked how he

tight spot, Shirley couldn't very

were pretty much

in her being playfully dominated all night, begging him to stop,

she didn't get out of bed until two

the aches all over, she might have believed last night was just a dream. Abner was no longer in the room, and she instinctively thought he might have left. Maybe

she walked out in her robe, she saw Abner sitting in the living room, working on a laptop, the room filled with the aroma of food.

his laptop.

in her robe

revealing

instinctively pulled her robe

tighter,

when he received a call from

a frown, he showed little

talk,

"Lost for words?"

thought

you want me to leave? Shirley, surely you don't still see