Fitch recalled the parting words Wendy had left him with earlier that evening.

"Fitch, that Zoey's mother seems to have a checkered past, and her stepdad's done ttoo, just got out a few days ago, and he's

already hitting on young girls again. Do you think we should help Zoey out?"

Ostensibly, she was expressing concern for Zoey, but in reality, she was airing all of Zoey's family's dirty laundry right in front of

Fitch.

An unreliable mother, a stepfather with a penchant for the bottle and the ladies - what kind of childhood had Zoey endured? Or

perhaps, what Wendy was insinuating was that there was something untoward between Zoey and her stepfather?

Wendy couldn't be too blunt with her words, as that would've likely backfired.

"But she's seeking out Tyler now, probably hoping he can sort sthings out for her, right?"

The implication was clear: Zoey was probably setting her sights on Tyler now. As she said this, Wendy cast a furtive glance at Fitch

to catch his expression.

Fortunately, Fitch remained unshaken, as if Zoey was truly a stranger to him. Wendy breathed a sigh of relief and left with a sense

of triumph - Zoey had clearly been played. She was quite pleased as she drove away.

Meanwhile, Fitch was still standing there, smoking. The ground was littered with cigarette butts, indicating he'd been there a while.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zoey slip into a car. It started up quickly and drove off as if she hadn't seen him at all.

and got into his own car to head back. He still didn't understand why

his trench

was only then that he realized where he was - this was the place he and Zoey

used to meet Zoey, it was either in a hotel

enough, Zoey, who was so assertive at work, seemed to have no

no matter how outrageous his behavior, she took

how much she could

much this evening. A restless emotion spread through his

he

didn't like Zoey - if he did, he wouldn't have

with Zoey was merely because he saw her aversion to men. The first the touched

were intimate, she seemed nauseous, on the verge of retching, yet she

endured.

his conscience. But seeing her suffer more

to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

twisted relationship continued until this recent

greedy. A meaningful look crossed his eyes just as the

Wendy.

"She's fine."

Fitch was bound to be a bachelor

to marry Wendy.

handle the wedding arrangements. You just

a moment, and then ran his fingers through

"You handle it."

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