Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch's face still bore the imprint of Zoey's hand. Anyone claiming she hadn't put much strength into that slap would be telling

tales.

The stinging pain on his cheek was all he could focus on.

Ignoring Tyler's attempts to intervene, Fitch grabbed Zoey's wrist tightly and dragged her out of the bustling hall.

Carol made a move to follow but was stopped by Tyler.

"Ms. Miller, you can't get involved in their mess."

"What on earth is he planning to do?"

Tyler smirked, "After all these years, how many women have you seen lay a hand on Fitch? Even the Haskins elders wouldn't dare

cross him. Zoey's slap must have really ticked him off. But he's got a sense of restraint. He wouldn't actually hit a woman."

Carol scoffed, "You guys are all the same, no good men among you."

Her voice faltered, and she looked down, falling silent.

Tyler picked up a glass of wine from a nearby tray and took a sip, "Well, Ms. Miller, it all depends on what you consider 'good."

We've always judged by our conscience."

Carol didn't respond, her gaze fixed toward the villa as she lapsed into silence.

Meanwhile, Fitch had dragged Zoey to a secluded part of the garden.

"Let go!"

tried to break free, but he

and then she

suddenly in his grip, forcing her to look

she had used all her might for that slap.

of madness, Zoey

at her, memories of their rough encounters in

had always been a reluctant lover,

in

women, feeling nauseated by the mere touch of their

but during the brief the had lost his

not enough? You still have to cling to

grip tightened, his eyes cold as

addicted, Zoey? How

few tens of thousands, she had been nothing but an

had been rough

She never complained.

it wasn't her choice during his

felt choked, unable

moment she fell for him, she had lost, giving him the right to hurt her

fall again, landing on the back

slightly,

but after a few centimeters, his grip

of emotions surged within him:

the money and get out. Let's pretend we never knew each

gasping for air,

an unsettling rage

her presence behind

"Aren't you leaving?"