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.

want

before they'd even

Hold on. I'll call her and ask if

They stopped.

very least, it was an excuse to call her. He quickly hit

though, Athena had blocked him. All he got

every other app he could think

hadn't even made up his mind about breaking up, and she'd already cut him

at the staff, who were

rid

one dared

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 gently stroking

a way

for a week,

to fall for anyone.

changed it a few days ago. It used to be: "Love? Not even for the dogs." Now it was down

Unless you were like lan, who never bothered to set his own contact notes, no one would have noticed. In the group chat, he was

username, Tyler felt his chest tighten with

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

let her stew. She wanted to block him? Fine. He wouldn't reach out, either. He'd

showing up at dinners and bar