Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Wendy fumed as she scrolled through the online comments flipping in favor of Zoey. Seething, she immediately reached out to

John.

John was in a tight spot himself, having targeted Zoey only at Wendy's behest, and now found himself on the receiving end of a

warning from the higher-ups.

"Ms. Bennitt, I'm out of this game," he confessed, weariness in his voice. "The bigwigs have givena warning. Sorry, but you'll

need to find someone else."

The line went dead, and Wendy sat in disbelief. How dare slow-level agent hang up on her? She had only been polite to give

him face; it was her good upbringing. Who did he think he was?

She promptly tried to contact the company's top brass, but as soon as they heard it involved Zoey, they declined with veiled

excuses.

After she was rebuffed twice, her complexion darkened.

Watching as the online community shifted from attacking Zoey to condemning Yvonne, Wendy's expression grew even uglier.

However, a call from the Bennitts' provided a silver lining, inviting her to a soirée that evening to meet with Fitch.

"We'll subtly reveal your connection with Fitch tonight at the party," they told her. "You've just returned hand haven't mingled

much. You need to attend more events like this in the future."

Her mood lifted, and a smile graced her face for the first tthat day. She immediately agreed and began trying on evening

gowns.

news online still gnawed at her, prompting

hung up, a sly grin curled her lips. If Zoey dared show her face tonight, Wendy would ensure she was

might have helped her. She scrolled

name. He had blocked her

led back to Fitch, as if she

the house, left to starve for days, yet would wag its tail

believe that its owner had simply forgotten to open

only the good.

Zoey felt

dropping into negatives, a single kind

back to

she hesitated, a message

online mess. Right after I sent him Yvonne's live stream, it

raced at the message, a mix of surprise, disbelief,

exactly a good guy. He had

. He wasn't helping her out of genuine

thankful for the news he

she pondered this, someone entered her office with an invitation

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she readily agreed

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car

detour to the hospital delayed her. Wilma had collapsed from exhaustion after too many late nights.

alright, Zoey hurried to

she stepped in, mingling with a few partners, the spotlight above suddenly

before she caught

"Isn't that Zoey's mom?"

"Where?"

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