Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1821

Nathan had just finished whipping up dinner when Carol settled into her seat, about to dig in, when her phone pinged with a new message.

It was a text from Listina, complete with a snapshot - a stolen moment from her last smooch session with Felix. The details of their lips locked were embarrassingly clear.

The sight killed Carol's appetite stone dead. She scrolled through the chat history - it was all Lizzie talking to herself.

Bragging about how Felix spent the day with her, how he brought her treats, took her shopping, and kissed her, etc. Carol hadn’t replied even once, but she hadn't blocked Lizzie either - it was her way to keep tabs on Felix.

After the picture from Listina, another text came in.

[Last time I wanted to end you, but Felix still swept in to save me.]

Carol set her phone down, feeling a wave of ennui. It was the same old song and dance. How good Felix was to her, how much he loved her.

She poked at the shrimp on her plate, ate a couple out of obligation, and sipped some chicken soup.

Barely halfway full, she put down her utensils and announced she was leaving. Nathan jumped up to see her out.

They had only been gone ten minutes when the doorbell rang. Fiona, thinking Nathan returned, wheeled herself over to the door, only to find Felix standing there.

She blinked in surprise as he asked, “Is your brother not home?”

“Nathan’s out, but come in, Felix. Make yourself at home.”

Felix kicked off his shoes in the foyer, a gift in hand - a housewarming present for Nathan's new place.

He’d been busy looking after Carol recently and hadn’t found the time to come by. After placing the gift aside, Felix noticed the lavish spread on the dining table, complete with three place settings.

Besides Nathan, hardly anyone else visited their home, especially not during the Christmas.

“Fiona, did you guys have company tonight?”

Fiona’s spine went rigid, recalling Nathan’s warning to never bring up Carol in front of Felix.

“Ah, yeah, just a friend of Nathan’s.”