Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Why don't you even put up a fight? If you really wanted to go public, honestly, I wouldn't..."

It's just barking like a dog in front of a few friends, right? If Athena would just act a little coy, maybe he really wouldn't care at all—he'd introduce her to everyone without a second thought.

But Athena only replied, "Whatever, it's up to you. I'll support whatever you decide."

If any other woman were this easygoing, Tyler would probably find it sweet.

But instead, his expression darkened. He looked at Athena, stone-faced.

She didn't react at all, just kept stirring the pan, her face unreadable.

Tyler brooded for a while, then realized he was being ridiculous. Wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

Besides, dating some C-list actress wasn't exactly something to brag about. If the other writers found out, they'd rip into him for sure.

They all fooled around with women, but none of them ever took it seriously-so why was he?

He'd given Athena a chance; if she didn't know how to cherish it, she could hardly blame him.

After they finished breakfast together, Tyler went back to bed.

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Tyler never seemed to keep his word.

the bar where he and lan had arranged to meet, only

into the private lounge, lan's eyes swept over him like a searchlight, sizing him up from head

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