Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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One moment, she thought he deserved it; the next, her head throbbed with a mix of emotions and pain.

By the tshe reached the hospital, she just happened to see the doctor leaving Felix's room.

Carol hesitated at the door, wrestling with her feelings, before she finally pushed it open slowly.

Felix was lying in the hospital bed, an IV needle sticking out of the back of his hand.

Soon, a nurse cin to give her sinstructions.

"The fever hasn't broken yet. When this bag is empty, ring the bell next to you," the nurse said, glancing at her with a hint of curiosity. "Are you family?" "Ah, yes, I am." "You should go complete the paperwork while the medication drips. It's going to be a while." After Carol finished with the paperwork and returned, she took a seat by the bed.

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In her memory, this might have been the first tshe sat by his bed like this.

She felt restless, her gaze fixed on Felix's face, unable to extinguish the burning anger inside her.

It wasn't until the evening, after the nurse had changed his medication several times, that she stood to leave.

But then she noticed her sleeve caught in his grasp.

Her brow furrowed as she tried to pull away, but when she looked up, their eyes met.

Felix's fever seemed strangely persistent, not completely subsiding. Carol even thought it might fry his brains.

Now, with his eyes open, he was staring at her unwaveringly.

Impatient, she attempted to yank her sleeve back.

But Felix suddenly spoke, "Don't go." "Carol, I was wrong, truly. I know I messed up." Her curiosity piqued, wondering if his mind was muddled.

She slowly sat back down, no longer in a rush to leave.

"What did you do wrong?" "I shouldn't have lied to you. I should've realized sooner how good you are to me, how you're the best thing for me." A bittersweet feeling swelled in Carol's heart. Was she good to Felix? Well, maybe. She was determined to be with him, believing they could face anything together in the future.

But upon further reflection, was it really all that good? Not necessarily. Initially, it was just attraction.

It was the frustration of not getting what she wanted, getting tangled up in emotions, sinking deeper and deeper. Felix's initial aloofness was infuriating, always ignoring calls, never replying to texts, as if dangling her on a string. Yet, accustomed to pride, she was inexplicably drawn to this challenge.

That was probably what people meant by "self-sabotage." What she couldn't stand the most bet was his secrecy about medication. No matter how much tpassed, it remained a knot in her heart. She didn't speak, but Felix continued to babble.

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In her memory, he was always a man of few words, certainly not one to ramble.

He talked about his mistakes, his apologies, how he deserved to die, but begged her not to get rid of the baby.

Carol turned on her voice recorder, maliciously thinking to treat his confession as a joke, to mock him once he sobered up.

"Mr. Brown, the grand strategist, also has his moments of disgrace she sneered silently, thinking, 'Keep going, let's see what nonsense you spout today.' Content belongs to ŚwBut then, Felix asked, "Are you recording this?" Although his mind was foggy, he realized what she was doing when she placed her phone close to him.

Carol wasn't embarrassed.

"Yeah, I am. Keep talking.' Confusion flickered in Felix's eyes, his cheeks flushed with fever.

He covered her hand with his, as if he had made a decision.

"Alright, I'll talk." Carol frowned, wondering what this resigned attitude was all about.

Felix's grip tightened on her hand, which held the phone, the screen showing the recording was still in progress.

"Carol, I love you. I would do anything to keep you with me. Just days after your dad was jailed, I regretted it. But you hated me, wouldn't even sparea glance. It seemed like I had to play the villain just to get you to talk to me. I wanted to write that pardon, but i did would you still stay in Greenfield? I know you too well. The better you were tobefore, the further away you would be after. I couldn't do it. I desperately searched for reasons for you to stay, but other than Abner, I couldn't think of anything else."

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