Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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.

finished his last cigarette and got into his own car to head back. He still

familiar little villa, he shrugged off his trench coat and hung it casually on the coat

realized where he was -

Zoey, it was either in a

Zoey, who was so assertive at work, seemed to have no temper around him. No matter how

no matter how outrageous his behavior, she

much she could take. And indeed, she

had smoked too much this evening. A

he couldn't

he did, he wouldn't have allowed her to be

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

eyes was clear. Every tthey were intimate, she seemed nauseous, on the verge of

endured.

conscience. But seeing her suffer more made it oddly

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woman was just too greedy. A meaningful look crossed his eyes just as the Haskins

Wendy.

"She's fine."

sounded pleased; everyone thought Fitch was bound to be a bachelor for life, but they were

to marry Wendy.

don't mind, Fitch, we'll handle the wedding arrangements. You just need to show

a moment, and then ran his

"You handle it."