Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Belinda eyed the old man with a shrug, unfazed by his indifference. Turning to Fitch, she rubbed her hands together.

"Wow, what a bash this is, huh? I've never seen a shindig this swanky in my life! You really are something, my future son-in-law.

Honey, con over and say hello."

The man behind her was still draped in a coat, but he didn't seem embarrassed in the least. Strutting up to Fitch with all the airs of

a patriarch, he said,

"I'm Zoey's dad. We've raised Zoey all these years, and if you want to be with her, you've got to get past us first."

It was as clear as day that they were after Fitch's money.

Fitch's expression was icy, so cold it seemed like he could freeze everyone in their tracks.

Wendy stood nearby, her smile twitched at the corners of her mouth before settling into a fixed gaze on Zoey in the crowd.

"Zoey, maybe you should clear things up with your parents. You and Fitch have nothing to do with each other. They must have

gotten the wrong end of the stick."

At those words, Belinda's face fell.

"What do you mean they got it wrong? Zoey told us herself!"

were wide with surprise as she looked at Zoey, her

from the crowd with her spine ramrod

the murmur of onlookers

moment, Zoey's mind went blank, but then she remembered Maja's

deep breath, she smiled

This isn't the first tI've been put in

draginto scenes like this. I don't really know

apologize to a cheating ex. From that point on, we

Belinda at Star Movie Group had been ugly, and it was

had opened Zoey's eyes to

to be even thicker-skinned

beyond caring now, and that made

Belinda for a few seconds. For sreason, Belinda suddenly felt

shifted to her stepfather who had

of wine from a passing server's tray,

isn't my real father. My mother divorced my dad because he didn't make enough money and

her. This guy is my stepfather, a real

that she even resented me, her own daughter. Now that I've made something

every opportunity, like tonight. I've been in this situation four or five times

with Mr. Haskins and

smile was eerily calm, as if she was

her life

scene at my company, demanding Ms. Pennyfeather fire