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.

online still gnawed at her,

lips. If Zoey dared show her face tonight, Wendy would

who might have helped her. She scrolled through her phone

name. He had blocked her long

it always led back to Fitch,

a dog that had been kicked out of the house, left to starve for days,

to

only the good.

Zoey felt

times, dropping into negatives, a

back to

a message from

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

at the message, a mix of surprise,

even knowing Tyler wasn't exactly a good guy. He had treated

He wasn't helping her

thankful for the news he

this, someone entered her office with

but the crowd varied depending on the focus—finance or entertainment.

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company car

to the hospital delayed her. Wilma had collapsed from exhaustion after too

was alright, Zoey hurried to the

in, mingling with a few partners, the

took a moment before she caught the whispered conversations around

"Isn't that Zoey's mom?"

"Where?"

waitress in