Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She didn't have the energy to reply now, but she was worried the message might be from a business partner.

[Yes.]

[I'm Wendy. Mia toldyou've been hounding Fitch.]

Zoey didn't know who Wendy was, but from what Fitch had said that night, she surmised this had to be the woman destined to

unite with him in matrimony.

Her fingers quivered, overwhelmed by an intimidating surge of feelings.

[I don't care what's happened between you and Fitch, but I'm the one who will be marrying into the Haskins family. Our parents are

already discussing our wedding. If you have any shame, I hope you'll stay away from him. You two are from different worlds.]

Ever since meeting Fitch, she had been continuously reminded that they hailed from different worlds.

Reluctant to accept this truth, the reality of confronting his official partner now submerged her in shame.

She didn't dare to respond and instead, opened Wendy's Facebook.

Wendy's Facebook mirrored that of typical high-society girls: a collection of study abroad photos, peppered with images of lavish

hotels, designer bags, and other unmistakably luxurious snaps.

Perhaps it wasn't a deliberate showboating; this might simply be her everyday reality.

There were even photos and videos of Wendy at Harvard, participating in competitions with international classmates.

Zoey scrolled through the feed as if she was addicted, careful not to leave any trace of her visit.

half an hour of compulsive scrolling, she paused on a specific

remembered that day clearly—it was when

failed catastrophically, and Murray

to gather

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abroad, spanning thousands of square meters. The displayed opulence in the

of its true grandeur.

felt akin to a sewer rat masochistically peering into someone else's sunlit,

face, she couldn't help but attempt a laugh,

restarted her car, avoiding Wendy's

Zoey was

Fitch was blind, how could he ever choose

even worthy

of the heart, she realized this only pushed her

at her place, she wearily sank into the

at that moment, checking on

fine. I've made it home. You

say much, just reminding her to keep

the

"Don't worry, I will."

Meanwhile.

lounge, Tyler was still waiting for him,

you do to

to engage, Fitch retrieved a glass of whiskey, downing the majority in one swift

barely know each other. Sure, she fancies you, but it's not necessarily

no difference to

stared into

their circle, who really

affections for Zoey might not even be real love; perhaps it was just a fleeting confusion of emotions

now