Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Stella watched as the car sped away, only to slowly settle back at the bus stop.

A few minutes later, the car slowly reversed back towards her. Beck just couldn't resist.

"Get in. If you end up sick or worse, my dad's gonna give me an earful," he grumbled.

Stella's eyes sparkled with a hint of relief as she made her way to the passenger seat.

She tried to buckle up, but her strength was failing her. After several attempts, she couldn't secure the seatbelt.

Beck, running out of patience, leaned over, grabbed the seatbelt, and clicked it into place for her.

Stella caught a whiff of his cologne, reminiscent of fresh bamboo, subtle yet distinctly masculine.

She turned to glance at Beck's face.

Beck seemed indifferent, focusing on the road as soon as he secured her seatbelt, pressing down on the accelerator.

swayed, Stella's mind wandered

been this lonely. She once had a best friend, a girl who was mute, communicating

so Stella took it upon herself to

was the most prestigious program at their university. Graduates from that program started with salaries of $5,000

demand for computer science grads, assuring

a tragic turn of events, she died trying to save

devoting

about his

mute girl? Better off dead.

she possibly have saved? Stella, you think I'm a fool? Bring up that cursed girl again, and

Her friend was a wonderful person who didn't deserve to

for such a scumbag.

friend risk

Stella discovered the heartbreaking truth in her friend's