Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Chapter 1319

The office was eerily silent, with no response to be heard

Half of the drapes were obscured by a cabinet and the bay window was also blocked from view

Phelps whipped out his smartphone and dialed Tyler’s number

Stillness reigned within the office

After hanging up without a response. Phelps gently shut the office door once more

As the door clicked shut for the second time. Tyler peeked from behind a corner of the curtain

The drapes were thick and luxurious, turning Phelps office cum sanctuary into a pitch black cave, no matter how

bright the sun shone outside

Now with the curtains parted Tyler locked eyes with the man standing inside the office.

Phelps hadnt left after all he was silently watching from within the room

The sound of the closing door had made Tyler instinctively think Phelps had gone, a testament to human habit

Their gazes met, and Tyler cracked a drowsy smile rubbing his eyes

“When did you get back? Tyler yawned stretching his legs as he hopped down from the cozy window seat, looking

like he had just woken up from a deep sleep

Phelps eyed him for a few seconds before asking Did you sleep through the night?”

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“Yeah, the whole Fitch ordeal hit me hard Accidentally dozed off here and woke up with a killer backache Tyler

confessed, yawning again, his eyes watering slightly

“Phelps are you heading out now? Tyler glanced at his phone screen, eyebrows lifting in a mock surprise “Did you

call me?”

Tyler, how many years have we known each other? Phelps asked, leaning casually against the door frame.

“Over two decades

The atmosphere in the office was serene, with Phelps stationed by the door

“All these years, and you still have your little tell when you lie You fiddle with something‘ Phelps remarked

The air in the room could have been sliced with a knife at that moment

Tyler’s eyes darted to his hands, and he suddenly remembered he had pocketed his phone right after mentioning

the two decades. His hands were empty

A chill ran down his spine, and he froze

Phelps let out a soft chuckle, his voice steady and relaxed

“Gotcha

The atmosphere intensified, suffocating as if all the oxygen had been sucked out of the room

Phelps, however, opened the door, still with a hint of mirth in his voice.

“I was on the phone with the Herringtons, asking them to dig around. I was worried that this mess might be the

Haskins family trying to stir the pot. Remember Chuke Fitch’s. cousin? Almost came to blows with Fitch at the

Haskins family gathering, swore he’d get back at him I’m thinking someone in the Haskins might be muddying the

waters,

trying to pin this on lan

He couldn’t help but sticker. ‘Aren’t you a screenwriter? i think your acting skills could use some work”

Tyler immediately relaxed, playfully punching Phelps in the shoulder, his voice shaking with relief

“Dude you almost gave me a heart attack, you know? Waking up to your voice on the phone, talking about the

Haskins- finished the whole dame plot in my head. My brother turns out to be the final villain! How could I stay

calm? Damn it was only breathing out. Phelps! How come i never realized you had this trick up your sleeve?

Phelps lips twitched in amusement Feeling a bit more relaxed now?

It dawned on Tyler that Phelps was trying to ease his tension over Fitch’s situation

Taut like a rubber band it would eventually snap

Phelps patted Tyler’s shoulder comforting

FB look into Duke, and the Haskins family has always been a bi turbulent. Others are just as suspect

The Huskins

amily was infamous for their internal strife and with Fitch and lan’s close brotherly bond being no secret, someone

acting se traver abroad could perfectly mask the true culpri

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Phelps had shed his coat and was sanitizing his hands in the adjoining washroom

of yourself Your ! Taoka temble if your art sleep, grab some melatonin from my desk, on the night side it should

help.

Tyler approached the desk and found several botties labeled with melatonin

“Phelps have you been sleeping poorly?

Phelps emerged from the washroom diying his fingertiges

“Too many surgeries back to back (haven’t had a dec

Sympathy filled Tyler eyes as he grabbed a buttia

Thanks mar

Tyler

Yeah?

“Sony about earlier ”

Tyler offered a smile and puttad Phelps back

est in weeks. Ten days ago idot save a little gri fion

idert, and ches teen houting thy dreams

“That stunt you pulled did pak me up filhead here to rest

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