Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1714

Felix stepped into the quiet apartment, feeling the itch of impatience for not seeing her immediately. His hand was already on the doorknob, ready to exit as swiftly as he had entered when her voice floated from the bedroom.

"Felix, come to the bedroom."

He ambled towards the room, finding her perched on the edge of the bed, clad in something that could only be described as risqué.

Carol stood and twirled. "Well, what do you think? Sexy, isn't it?"

Straightforward as ever, Carol never played coy. They had been dating for three months, and she wore her heart on her sleeve, never hiding her likes or dislikes.

This was her first time donning such provocative attire, and she was eager to gauge Felix's reaction.

Felix, lingering by the doorway, felt his pupils constrict ever so slightly as his gaze settled on her. The room's brightest light was off, the subtle glow from the bedside lamp casting an intimate ambiance.

Carol sauntered over, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You haven't said a word. Do you like it?"

His hands reflexively found her waist. "Gorgeous."

"Really?" Carol's hand began to wander south to test his reaction, but Felix caught her wrist and pulled her into a deep kiss.

A surge of sweetness filled Carol's heart, and she drew her hand back. The night unfolded as it often did, with passion and intimacy that lasted till the dawn.

But Felix always insisted on a blindfold or for her to face away from him, a detail that didn't bother her much—though sometimes she longed to see his face, to decipher the emotions he hid so well during their most vulnerable moments.

Over the next month, Felix was exceptionally attentive. He picked her up from work every day on time, cooked and cleaned whenever he was at her apartment. Life felt like a cozy domestic bliss until Ian returned from abroad.

Carol had intended to visit Maja, but she couldn't bear to cut short her precious moments with Felix, whose free time was a rare commodity. When Carol finally caught up with Maja, after she had taken over the refurbishing of Greenfield Gardens, she couldn't help but marvel at the situation.

Her affection for Felix grew, especially after his thoughtful gifts, and she looked forward to a future where they could share a larger home, perhaps with a dog or a cat in the garden.

The next morning, Carol woke to the sound of clattering in the kitchen. Felix had taken a half-day off to bake her a birthday cake—a modest four-inch creation that was perfect for two.

As she wandered around the small apartment, Carol daydreamed of the day she could gift Felix a spacious house. She wondered when the right time would be to share her true feelings.

Later, Felix returned from the grocery store, arms laden with fresh vegetables and fruits. Carol watched him tidy their cozy home, and every now and then, she would sneak up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her voice dripping with affection.

"Felix, you’re so capable," she cooed.

Felix tensed, as if her words had stirred something within him.