Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

When Tyler got back to his own house, he was still fuming.

He was angry about making a fool of himself the night before, but even angrier that Athena wanted to break up.

He'd always thought Athena loved him most, that no matter what lines he crossed, she'd always forgive him. But ever since they got together, he'd started to feel deeply uneasy, like Athena was hiding something big behind that calm exterior.

Still, he'd never tried to dig into her past-snooping around would only make it look like he cared too much.

His face darkened. He snapped at the housekeeper standing nearby.

"Pack up all of Athena's things and toss them in the trash. And from now on, don't ever let her set foot in here again."

The staff glanced at each other in confusion. Tyler and Athena had seemed perfectly fine all week-what on earth had happened? Most of them thought Tyler had finally found "the one." Guess not.

But nobody dared to question him. They just got to work.

Within ten minutes, Athena's few pitiful belongings were wheeled out into the foyer.

Tyler glanced at the tiny suitcase and realized it was absurdly small-nothing like what you'd bring if you were planning to move in. It felt more like she'd just come for a weekend getaway. A very short one.

"Tyler, do you really want us to throw all this out?" one of the staff asked, hesitating.

The longer he looked at that suitcase, the more irritated he became.

never want to see her stuff

housekeeper nodded and started toward the door, but before they'd even left the living room, Tyler's voice rang

and ask if she wants

They stopped.

an excuse to

time, though, Athena had blocked him. All he got was the cold,

messaging her on every other app he could think of, but it was no use- she'd already deleted

be so ruthless. He hadn't even made up his mind about breaking up, and she'd already

who were still lingering with

rid of

one dared

Athena had been cleared away, Tyler slumped onto the living room couch. His mind wandered to the week before, when he'd fallen asleep with his head in her fap, her palm

stung in a way he

week, but now, the

have known better than to fall for anyone. Only idiots believed

his username-he'd changed it a few days ago. It used to be:

like lan, who never bothered to set his own contact notes,

at his new username, Tyler felt his

Maybe he'd been too good to her lately- maybe she thought

to block him? Fine. He wouldn't

dinners