Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Even Tyler, with his notoriously thick skin, was starting to feel he'd gone a bit too

far.

"Oh right, I know your name, it just slipped my mind for a second. You haven't wrapped up filming yet?"

Athena kept her head down, now completely certain that Tyler never paid attention to her scenes.

"I'm the third female lead. My character has a transformation later, so I'll finish shooting later."

Tyler rubbed his forehead, genuinely clueless. He'd thought she was just playing a minor role.

"So, did you need something from me?"

He quickly changed the subject, noticing the crew's eyes on them. The last thing he wanted was people gossiping about him and Athena.

The director's last call to him felt like a subtle probe, hinting that Athena might have dropped his name. Tyler really wasn't into those kinds of mind games. Yet, here she was again, feigning innocence.

"I don't have your contact info or your WhatsApp. If you need anything, like a ride when you're drunk and your driver isn't around, you can call me."

Athena looked up, her voice slightly pleading.

"I told you, I'm chasing after you. I'd like a chance."

momentarily speechless. How bold of her, he thought.

of times but never asked for anything in

she was, daring to say she was

Tyler handed over his number and

phone like it was a treasure. Doris watched her with

Doris, a hint

this? Tyler's

ruffled her hair,

get satisfied way too

genuine. But soon, she felt a hostile gaze

was a storm

had approached Tyler earlier. In the crew, Athena had always been the one people picked on. Who knew she'd

phone and, upon finding Tyler's

the phone

do you think you

one dared to intervene;

and in a surprise

was

timid little rabbit actually hit someone? And not just anyone, but one of the studio's

was bad. Really bad. Doris felt a headache brewing, wishing

Athena away.