Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

When the helicopter touched down, Carol felt like jelly from head to toe.

She was almost scared to touch the ground, curling up in her seat, haunted by the feeling that everything that had just happened was a dream.

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But it wasn't a dream. The pilot had already notified the crew to find help and asked her, "Ms. Miller, are you coming with us? If you don't, I'll have to stay here with you." But Carol was drained, lacking even the strength to get off the helicopter.

She felt as if her soul had shattered with Felix the moment he leapt, leaving behind nothing but a hollow shell.

A sharp pain in her head made her clutch herself tighter, and all she could do was cry.

It hurt so much, like her heart was being ripped out.

Was Felix really gone? Did he die because of what she said? She dared not ponder it too deeply, feeling pathetically hopeful for tto reverse.

Please, God, turn back the clock.

She would never say those words again.

No matter how much of a scoundrel Felix was, how devilish, how petty, how ruthless, she wanted him alive.

She had never wanted him dead, and the curse she gave was just something she said in anger.

Felix must have gone mad to take her so literally.

When she asked him to love her, he never listened.

But when she told him to die, he took it to heart.

Biting her lip, she couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face.

She even felt blinded by her tears, and the world before her beca blur.

If only she had never met him.

If only she had never loved him.

Suddenly, nausea overtook Carol, not from pregnancy, but a physical reaction to shock.

To vomit, to close off the world after a terrible blow.

She wrapped herself tightly in a blanket, sobbing uncontrollably.

She couldn't hear anything until someone pulled her close and cradled her face.

Carol had no strength left to resist and heard Felix's voice, "Are you crying?" She froze, her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of him, very much alive, in front of her.

He was drenched, water dripping from his hair.

Her mind buzzed again.

With the blanket still wrapped around her, he pulled her into his arms.

His lips brought warmth and his voice certainty, "Carol, see, evenvie died, you wouldn't be happy t belongs toet She trembled more violently, feeling like she might faint at any second.

It was only now, after the panic, that she realized it had all been an act.

Her lips quivered, but he held her even tighter.

He cupped her face, kissed her deeply without hesitation, pressing against him, pulling 18 without hesitation, plet e being into his embrac Carol couldn't move a finger, her emotions swinging wildly, all her energy spent.

Felix kissed her for twenty minutes at heeting her go, then he gazed at her pale face with tender fingers wiping away her tears. S "Marryor next time, I might just really die." Carol's lips trembled again, but she couldn't muster the strength to scream the words she wanted to say.

She was defeated.

She could never outplay Felix.

She wasn't as cold-hearted or as shameless.

Fighting with the shameless left her powerless.

Her plan to run away, to maliciously entice Nathan, was child's play in his eyes.

With a casual counterattack from Felix, she felt her defenses crumbled.