Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter

Chapter 1095

Upon hearing his words, Zoey felt a wave of nausea wash over her

However, her phone was held captive in the man’s hand, making it impossible for her to end the call

On the fine, Murray kept babbling about Zoey’s virtues from the past: always having a bowl of soup ready for his hangovers, always having antacids in the car, and always picking him up no matter how late he came home, even when she herself was swamped with work

After three minutes of Murray’s rambling speech, a man’s laughter echoed from the other end

“Zoey, your husband wanted to hear your voice”

That sentence was utterly despicable, trampling on Zoey’s dignity as if it were nothing but dirt

Her face turned ashen in an instant She tried to reach for her phone with all her might, but the man abruptly accelerated, causing her to whimper in pain.

Murray wasn’t a fool He had been with Evelyn enough times to know exactly what was happening on the other end of the line

Back when Zoey was with him, she always avoided kissing him, saying she wasn’t ready emotionally.

But now in such a short span of time, she could engage in such activities with another man while on the phone

You slut he spat, “when I wanted to be with you, you claimed to be traumatized, But look at you now, so willing with someone else Zoey, how low can you stoop? Did you sell yourself after leaving me? Is that why someone would want to touch you? I bet you willingly slept with your stepfather, too, didn’t you? You’re nothing but filth, letting any man have his way with you, huh?”

Tears streamed down Zoey’s face as the man behind her showed no mercy Her rears stained the couch, but she bit her lip, remembering his words.

didn’t care

maligned by these two men, she could

her fault for misjudging people seven years ago, thinking of

folly for climbing into that man’s bed

listened to Murray’s insults, feeling utterly

in

you please finish that quickly I beg you”

but Murray heard it and responded with another round

sobs, but the man only agreed with Murray’s

point. You do seem to have a knack for stooping low.”

couch tightly, no longer daring to

call, his actions becoming even more

this one–sided venting finally ended.

brief glance

his shower, he changed into a fresh suit, leaving the old one

as immaculate as

suit by

“Okay”

I text you come here, take a shower, and wait

“Okay”

kept her head down, agreeing to whatever he said

stepping closer to grasp her chin and examine

would make a great mother and

and virtuous women would flock to him if he ever wanted to

had recounted he felt a strange stirring

look up at him, and she saw a flash

said you’d make a great wife and mother What kind of wife and