Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Stella bit her lip, taking her time after a shower and a thorough wash before she slowly made her way downstairs.

Beck was already gone, apparently Dylan had called him early in the morning to take care of the kids.

Suddenly, Stella found herself with nothing to do, aimlessly gazing at the flowers outside the villa.

In the evening, just after she took some fever medicine, she saw Beck's car pull into the driveway.

Beck stepped out with a bouquet of flowers in his arms, chatting and laughing with someone on the phone.

Stella paused, putting down the fruit she was about to eat.

Without saying a word, she watched him go upstairs to change into a smart outfit, then head out again with the flowers.

Stella stood there, pondering for a moment before deciding to greet him.

"Beck, are you heading out on a date?"

Beck seemed to notice her for the first time, nodding slowly before asking, "Feeling better?"

"A bit."

Nodding again, Beck stepped on the gas and left.

Stella opened her mouth to say something more but ultimately didn't know what to ask.

After Beck drove away, she stood there, lost in thought, unsure of her own feelings.

It wasn't until Dave called, mentioning that Morgan had realized he'd been scammed and was now figuring out how to pay back $1.5 million.

simple scam. Jason loaned him $100,000, and with interest, it's now $150,000. Instead of seeking help from Boris,

laugh;

"Where's Morgan now?"

additional $100,000 and went to the bar to meet

borrow money to pay

warned everyone, and nobody was

and applied heavy makeup,

Morgan was, she walked in with a

pleading for a loan. Back in the day, he wouldn't hesitate to lend money to these friends, but now, they turned a blind eye

Feeling unprecedented

embarrassment, Morgan scannedet

six friends,

$100,000, none of you can spare

Their faces showed discomfort.

warned us. We don't

businesses rely on

on a project. If I lend you money,

the bottles off the table, filling

a corner, saw Morgan making a fool

real show was just

the bar manager

I'm a Sanders!"

kind of prince? Does

in front of Beck; he probably doesn't even

we all have our businesses, however small. You're the only one always leeching off Boris. You're the

flared, a brawl broke