Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Wendy knew exactly how to push Zoey over the edge, and the more she feigned innocence, the more Zoey seethed with rage,

tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Advancing with fury, Zoey raised her hand to slap Wendy, looking every bit the madwoman everyone perceived her to be, not even

Cornelia could hold her back.

There's a certain madness in a person when they lose all reason.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound of a slap anchored Zoey in place, her hand clutching her face as she turned to see who had struck her. It was Fitch,

his expression cold but his voice eerily calm.

"Have you caused enough of a scene? This is the Haskins residence."

All at once, Zoey's anger seemed to drain away, leaving her numb. She didn't even know how to react, feeling scool liquid

continuously dripping into the palm of her hand.

Fitch felt a sting in his gaze. Since childhood, he'd shouldered the responsibilities of the Haskins family, quickly rising to become

the heir, never once disappointing anyone.

No matter the crisis, Fitch always handled it best.

But now, Zoey's shattered, disbelieving, and hollow eyes pierced him. It was as if a black hole had opened within them, sucking

away all her emotions.

In an instant, she was numb, tears streaming down her face, unsure of what else to do.

Taking a deep breath, Fitch looked away, avoiding her gaze and pointed towards the door.

"Get out."

nor the Bennitts would believe that someone as educated as Wendy would

utterly absurd.

treatment that she was about to retaliate, but

"Zoey?"

She called out softly.

voice trembled, "Cornelia, let's go. I

profound she could hardly bear it. She even glanced at Wendy,

provocative stance.

who was livid; even

Zoey's dog and had spewed provocative remarks, but besides herself, no one

Zoey.

unhesitatingly sided with Wendy and even

never

ex, the man she loved

she wanted to leave, it meant

tired, so very tired. Why

so weak, unable to protect anything

hoarsely, her voice breaking with the overwhelming emotion

profound sorrow.

bowed her head, leaned on her cane, and turned to leave, but then the Bennitts chimed

think you can just walk away? You think this

to her face, we'll see

evening. If it hadn't been

hadn't done it before.

deliver the slap brought her an unprecedented sense

be more torturous for

much Wendy's face is worth?

brother, right? Lettell you, my brother never cared for

Wendy's hand. You're disposable

glanced at Mia when he

arched an eyebrow and pursed her lips, saying no

at Fitch but instead gripping Cornelia's arm and hobbling towards the door with her

Bennitts attempted to

hand over the evidence to the