Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

This woman had a real attitude problem; the moment she saw Athena, she rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into her skull.

"What are you still doing here in Mr. Bennitt's house? Aren't you afraid he'll say you're boring? You saw everything that happened that night-why aren't you angry? You're a woman. Don't you have any self-respect? He doesn't even like you, but here you are, still hanging around."

For a moment, Athena wondered why she had even bothered coming. Tyler had a whole host of women willing to dote on him-she was just one more in a crowd, tagging along for no reason at all.

She got into her car, pressed her foot to the gas, and sped off without a backward glance.

Two hours earlier, Tyler had posted on Facebook about feeling ill-something vague about being under the weather.

He had hundreds of people on his friends list. Word spread quickly. Soon, nearly every woman who had ever been close to him, including a roster of A-list actresses, got the message and saw an opportunity to score a few points with him. One after another, they showed up at his doorstep, each hoping to outshine the rest.

There was plenty of snark and passive-aggressive banter at the front door, and in the end, only four women remained.

Tyler really was sick. He'd given his entire household staff the day off, hoping Athena would come to take care of him instead.

But no matter how long he waited, Athena never added him back on social media.

When the doorbell finally rang, Tyler dragged himself up, fighting a fever-induced haze. He opened the door to find four women waiting-every last one of them a famous actress he'd once been involved with.

He glanced past them, searching for someone else. But there was no one-no Athena.

Was she really going to be this heartless?

He lowered his eyes, bitterness flickering across his face.

you all doing

We came to look after you," one replied

in their faces.

he'd always been attentive-if he dated someone, he made sure to help their career, to treat them well.

man with a heart shattered into a thousand pieces, each one holding a different woman. He liked to say he moved through life without getting attached-but now it felt like he'd landed on

fumbled for his phone and dialed

was barely a

I thought I told her you were sick," Doris

aching emptiness

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to Sick as a dog, waiting for

had

at himself. This

it. If she's not coming,

He was done waiting.

him to take him

arrived quickly and, seeing Tyler's temperature climbing dangerously

an entire day. When he finally came to, groggy and weak, he heard Bert's voice

seriously making yourself sick over a

stiffened, immediately defensive. “No. I just caught a chill after a shower,

pulled up a

you are, catch tacene?