Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2143

Tyler had long noticed how much Athena adored the little mole on the tip of his nose. The first time they'd been intimate, she'd kissed it, and every time since, her fingers would trail over it with such affection.

People have their quirks in bed-some like kissing on the lips, others on the neck. Perhaps Athena was unique in her attraction to men with moles on their noses.

A smug grin flashed across his face. Maybe his looks just happened to tick all her boxes.

"Do you really like it?" he asked, playful curiosity in his eyes.

"I do," Athena replied, her voice unwavering.

It wasn't the first time he'd asked, and she always answered the same way.

With that, Tyler playfully pinned her down, and what came next felt like second nature.

By the time they were done, it was the early hours of the morning. He kissed her softly on the lips before drifting off to sleep.

Athena picked up her phone and noticed a friend request from Bert. She accepted it.

The next morning, when she woke up, Tyler was already gone. She got up to make herself some breakfast, only to find she'd been added to a group chat by Bert. The conversation was buzzing.

"Seen guys act like lovesick puppies, but never a girl doing it this hard."

"What did you do to her, Tyler? Got her hooked on something?"

"Must be tricky, right? Sticking with one woman all the time. Aren't you bored yet? Especially you, Tyler-you never keep anyone around for more than three months."

"I swear, Athena's just desperate. She's not as pretty as the others and clings on for dear life."

"I'll bet a grand Tyler won't be tied down by her."

The chat was buzzing with bets when, suddenly, Athena was removed from the group.

Bert sent her a private message.

"Sorry, added you by mistake."

Bert was a bit anxious. He genuinely wanted to be friends with Athena but had indeed added her to the wrong group.

seen too

thought for a moment, and sent a simple

If she'd seen anything, she wouldn't be so calm,

Athena continued making her breakfast. As she finished eating, she noticed

scrolled through the article,

decor matched the living room, save for a photo frame on her vanity. It held a picture of

broadly with a few teeth showing as he held her

photo, landing on the boy's nose, where a similar mole was

past, he would always ask her, "Isn't

pull her hand to it, pressing her fingertips against the little

her fingertips tingle. When

with his eyes,

says this mole means I'll have lots of

her hand back, feeling

But he, hand

us, would place her

was sun-kissed, with a

t belongs to sw

took a deep breath, wiping the frame clean, and set

the room was a gift from him, some from their childhood and some from

moment they

of the door snapped her back, and she

on her eyes,

"You've been crying?"

weren't here. It

bags

stuff-a Hermes bag from a

his tie and headed for the couch,

him and massaging

his eyes, his hand

how about a little

"Where to?"

"A retreat