Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch felt a knot in his stomach as he saw Zoey's tears. That woman just wouldn't leave him alone.

And Carol's baseless accusations were the last straw. He was out of patience.

"Didn't the Millers run into strouble recently? Ms. Miller, you sure seem to have the tto meddle in other people's

business."

Carol stiffened, her gaze on Fitch becoming even more intense.

"I'm talking about Zoey's situation here, Mr. Haskins. Don't tellyou're one of those guys who hits and runs without owning up to

it?"

Her voice was calm, her stare penetrating, "I haven't known Zoey for long, but she's always been too timid to stir up trouble." The

implication was clear: you lured her in, now you're discarding her. What kind of man does that make you?

Fitch couldn't help but laugh—a cold, mocking sound.

"I can't be expected to take responsibility for every woman I've been with."

He smoothly pulled out a check and extended it towards Zoey.

"Three hundred thousand."

The sum was an insult, especially since that was the very amount she had asked for when she had cto him of her own volition.

Zoey's tears stopped in their tracks, and she looked up at him in disbelief.

But there was no emotion in his eyes, just impatience and an eagerness to shake her off.

Her fingers trembled, probably not expecting this public display of payment.

Carol was stunned, but quickly snatched the check, aiming to throw it in Fitch's face.

Tyler swiftly pulled her aside, his voice light but firm as he addressed the onlookers.

"Let's disperse, folks, move along."

lowered

your temper in check. Fitch is right, the Millers

ready to retort, but felt the check being taken from

It was Zoey.

the numbers on the check meant nothing to her, her

take this and I won't bother

tears flowed even

maintain her dignity in front of

for the door, only

Miss Bennitt. I hope

faltered, and

but his words burned her cheeks, and her heart felt

know I never cared

She spun around and, without hesitation, hurled the

caught off guard, felt a

woman

the thought, a slap echoed

"Smack!"

so crisp it

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quivered in shock.

touched his face,

what she had done and her voice

"We're done."

but Fitch's hand clamped down

I say you could

shrank back in fear, the last trace of color draining

was terrified. Fitch

that she would slap him in front of so many people

emotions.

to form a

intervened,

a slap. She doesn't have the strength to

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