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."

he lowered

your temper in check. Fitch is right, the Millers

froze, ready to retort, but felt the

It was Zoey.

stood tall, acting as if the numbers on the check meant nothing

take this and I won't bother you

her tears

front of him, but emotions aren't

into her bag and headed for the door, only to be stopped by

to Miss Bennitt.

faltered, and she nearly

words burned her cheeks, and her

I never

straw. She spun around and, without hesitation, hurled the check

off guard, felt a sting on his

timid woman

finish the thought, a slap echoed through

"Smack!"

sound was so crisp

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eyelashes quivered in shock. Oh no,

touched his face, his eyes boring into

what she had done and her voice

"We're done."

she turned to leave, but Fitch's hand clamped down on

I say you

shrank back in fear, the last

she was terrified. Fitch had a

him, and had never imagined that she would slap him in front of so many people after losing

emotions.

trembled, unable to form

quickly intervened, pulling

slap. She doesn't have the

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