Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Zoey felt an overwhelming force slam into her, sending her tumbling down the adjacent hillside.

Inside the car, the driver hammered the steering wheel with his fist and spat out the window in frustration.

"Damn it! How did she go tumbling down? We've gotta make sure she's dead!"

"Chill, man. With a fall like that, she's gotta be toast. Let's bail before we get spotted. This place is crawling with cameras. We can't

risk getting caught over a measly hundred grand."

"Aren't we gonna check on her?"

"Forget it! Let's get out of here. Someone's coming."

They sped off, leaving the scene in haste.

Rain drizzled from the dark sky, turning the road into a sludgy mess.

When Zoey regained consciousness, the world remained shrouded in darkness, and pain racked her entire body.

Trying to roll over, she felt a sharp agony in her bones.

Her face was drenched with the icy rain, and the desolate location offered no chance of being discovered or reported.

She attempted to crawl forward, but the pain was so intense it whitened her face, like countless needles piercing her skin, causing

her fingers to tremble.

The ground beneath her was soaked, the dampness seeping into her body, yet she couldn't feel the cold. All she wanted was to

survive.

premonition—if help didn't arrive

she inched toward her bag. Miraculously, her

her mind was clouded, driven

Fitch's number subconsciously, though he had long since blocked

kept ringing, but she seemed deaf to the sound, continuously dialing with shaking

at the hospital, keeping

in for a stomach pump. The doctors said

suspect.

immediately ordered Belinda's

it was Zoey who had

breath, Fitch unblocked

moment he did, her call cthrough, as if she

had been calling

the call, and without waiting for a reply,

has been poisoned at the gala, and your mother's behind it. She claims

yourself, Zoey?"

but hearing his voice, any flicker of hope slowly

access chapters

by her silence. What

turned cold,

be getting

was clear—if it was indeed her doing, he wouldn't let her

words, Zoey propped herself up, clutching

overwhelming, making even her speech seem

managed, her voice not hoarse but incredibly