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."

was momentarily speechless. How bold of her,

times but never asked for anything

here she was, daring to say she was

over his number and added

phone like it was a treasure. Doris watched her with a mix

to Doris,

Tyler's contact

her hair,

get satisfied

genuine. But soon, she felt a hostile gaze

was

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

over, snatching Athena's phone and,

phone against the

do you think you are, asking for

her phone shatter, pieces scattering. No one dared to intervene; Anna was the

surprise move, slapped Anna across

Doris was

hallucinating. Had this timid little rabbit actually hit someone? And not just anyone,

Doris felt

Athena away.