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!"

with surprise as she looked at Zoey, her face a

forward, emerging from the crowd with her spine

her, the murmur of onlookers filled the

a moment, Zoey's mind went blank, but then

deep breath, she smiled

say, I disowned her as my mother a while ago. This isn't the first tI've

this. I don't really know them. The disowning was mutual, starting from the moment

cheating ex. From that point on, we were no longer mother

and it was Maja who

Zoey's eyes to

to be even thicker-skinned than

caring now,

up, her gaze lingering on Belinda for a

attention shifted to her

of wine from a passing server's tray, and

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

unwanted kid, with her. This guy is my stepfather, a real piece of work. But my mom loves him

resented me, her own daughter. Now that I've made something of myself,

this situation four or

and Ms.

smile was eerily calm, as if she was recounting

was her life

last, she caused a scene at my company, demanding Ms. Pennyfeather fire me. She threw a tantrum, aiming