Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"The bathroom's still there, I just got an upset stomach, heading home early."

The nerve of this little con artist, lying through her teeth without as much as a blink. "Stella, you really think I'm a fool?"

"Beck, why would you say that about yourself?"

Beck choked on his words, struggling for breath.

It was always him leaving others speechless.

He adjusted his tie and took a deep breath.

"You know where I live, right? Catch a cab over."

Stella propped her chin on one hand, squinting her eyes, "Beck, it's 10 PM, might be a bit inconvenient."

"Is it inconvenient, or are you scared?"

Stella let out a sigh, seemingly conceding.

"Alright, I'll come over."

Her prompt agreement caught Beck off guard, making him wonder if she had another trick up her sleeve.

scared of

of the Sanders family? Better to get her out of his hair sooner rather than later. He returned to his mansion, gently wiping the bruise at the corner of his mouth, growing

midnight, two hours later, Stella still hadn't shown

1 AM, Beck's face was as dark as

again, who seemed to have just

"Beck, what's up?"

managed to restrain himself

you were riding a tractor, you should've been

rubbing her

in the morning, maybe

his teeth, vowing to give her a piece of

up, he grimaced,

found it impossible to sleep, tossing and turning in

8 AM, the

having not slept a wink, went

the bar the previous night, she was

she was in light makeup, wearing a blue dress, her hair in soft curls reaching her waist. Seeing Beck,

"Beck."

sharp retort Beck had prepared got stuck in his throat,

changing her shoes in the foyer before following

to the Sanders family, she had been