Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

[If you fancy hitting the shops, I'm gto tag along.]

She texted another message, though she knew full well Carol would likely decline.

[No worries, I'm actually doing okay. Maja just rangup too, but she's swamped as usual. Anyway, I've got my own stuff to deal

with here. Gotta go.]

[Alright, you go handle your business.]

Zoey set her phone down, glancing around the office.

She'd been pulling all-nighters for the past two days, and hadn't gone back home, barely taking tto crash in the break room,

freshen up, and change into a clean set of clothes before diving back into the grind.

Now that she had a moment to breathe, her eyes felt like sandpaper.

There was a knock on the door, and in cElvis, clutching a stack of papers. Spotting Zoey still at her desk, his face registered

surprise. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Have you not gone hin two days?"

"Yeah, I've been trying to clear the deck of this month's backlog."

Elvis furrowed his brow with concern, "Zoey, Ms. Pennyfeather didn't expect you to work yourself to the bone like this. By the time

she gets back, you'll be running on fumes."

Zoey didn't respond, standing up with a playful tone, "Fine, I'll head hto rest now. The paperwork I've finished is on the left -

take a gander when you get a chance."

to agree so

her purse, Zoey headed out - not towards hbut to the

had gotten into; she

had hinted before that the Miller family were in hot water, having caught wind of it

called Tyler as she approached the bar. She had his number saved, but Tyler obviously didn't

response, "Who's this?"

"Tyler, it's me, Zoey."

paused, glancing sideways at Fitch,

since returning stateside. She was the picture of demure coyness,

Fitch at every

had been smitten with Fitch for ages. Considering Fitch's general aversion to women,

feelings once before heading abroad, faced rejection, and hadn't

of a potential union by marriage with Fitch, she'd eagerly rushed back. Besides, Wendy's possessiveness

female company gave her a sense

it didn't matter to her - no other woman

bother to correct

advances.

family and the

were well-acquainted.

a torch for Fitch? Wendy would never

chuckled, "What can I do

tonight. Mind if I swing by for

must have hit a dead-end with Fitch - probably

tied up

for you to finish your drink. Is it okay if I just hang in the

out what was going on with Carol. If

she looked

the phone, she still had the gall to csniffing around. She shot Tyler a glare, silently

to dismiss Zoey with a

pretended not to notice, instead glancing at Fitch to gauge his reaction. But Fitch remained aloof, unfazed by the