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.

at her, prompting her to

curled her lips. If Zoey dared

who might have helped her. She scrolled through her phone

He had blocked her

back to Fitch, as if she

felt like a dog that had been kicked out of the house, left to starve for days, yet would wag its tail the moment the

its owner had simply forgotten to open the door, not that it was intentional. The dog

only the good.

felt like

had subtracted points from Fitch countless times, dropping into negatives, a single kind act on his part would

soaring back

she hesitated, a

must have been Fitch who sorted out the online mess. Right after I sent him Yvonne's live stream, it

the message, a mix of surprise,

she replied sincerely, even knowing Tyler wasn't exactly a good guy. He

wasn't helping

she was thankful for the news

this, someone entered her office with an invitation to

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

readily agreed

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company car to

delayed her. Wilma had collapsed from exhaustion after too many

hurried to the soirée, arriving fashionably

a few partners, the spotlight above suddenly

moment before she caught the whispered conversations around

"Isn't that Zoey's mom?"

"Where?"

waitress in the gray