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.

a massive hit, so he could

to evening, only waking up because the whole apartment was filled with the rich smell of something cooking. That's when he remembered Athena

he was about to get up, lan called, inviting him out

make fools of themselves, but now it

didn't care about losing face in front of

bed, threw on his flashiest clothes, and was about to head

you say you wanted

have time now, I really

for three hours, but Tyler never seemed to keep his

bar where he and lan had arranged to meet,

he walked into the private lounge, lan's eyes swept over

Who was it you were looking for last time? Don't

first time

she was naïve. They'd even joked, asking if he'd take responsibility,

the others had long memories; they still

he'd talked about.

"little actress" was Athena.

scrambled to save

it was her, but it's

I don't