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.

your so-called brother is brainless, falling for such a simple scam. Jason loaned him $100,000, and with interest, it's

couldn't help but laugh;

"Where's Morgan now?"

$100,000 and went

money to pay

and nobody was willing to lend

Stella changed and

room where Morgan was, she walked in

was just pleading for a loan. Back in the day, he wouldn't hesitate to lend money

Feeling unprecedented

embarrassment, Morgan scannedet

six friends,

when I need $100,000, none of you can spare a little

Their faces showed discomfort.

dad warned us. We don't dare

businesses rely

family just partnered with yours on a project. If I lend you money,

the bottles off the table, filling the air with the

a corner, saw Morgan making a

real show

friends, now irritated, called the bar

dares! I'm a Sanders!" Morgan

of prince? Does the Sanders family even acknowledge

front of Beck; he probably

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

brawl broke out.