Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The police relayed the unsettling information to Fitch.

Fitch sat there in a daze, his tailored suit feeling constrictive, his mind reeling. He thought he had a firm grasp of the darker side of

human nature, but the idea of someone wrecking their own life to spite their child was new territory even for him.

He suddenly realized he truly didn't know Zoey at all.

Had the police not revealed the truth, he would have pinned it on her without hesitation. Wasn't that the kind of woman she was in

his eyes?

Yet now, his perceptions were being systematically dismantled.

How devastated was Zoey when Wendy stormed in, causing a scene that led to her beloved pup, Ozzy, being snatched from her

arms?

What emotions fueled her when she mustered the courage to confront the Haskins, her temper flaring to the point of almost

striking Wendy?

After being slapped by the man she fancied and skulking away, her world must have crumbled to dust.

Fitch had sailed through life with few setbacks, save for a shadow cast over his childhood. But Zoey, it seemed her entire existence

was cloaked in shadows.

The frustration was creeping back in. He regretted not keeping a cool head the previous night, for not taking the tto properly

the evidence she had

been more patient, not lashed out with

no matter how desperately he tried to

seemed futile.

felt this way about any woman. He mistook it for pity,

brought over a new puppy to Zoey earlier that day, it was out of

she would be tearfully grateful,

Zoey was

the window, lighting what must

three in a row, he

up at home, too afraid to face the scorn of her social circle and the ridicule spreading like

as she was, the situation left

glimmer of hope in her eyes when she saw Fitch's non her phone was unmistakable. She

her.

whimpered, her voice

reply was cold

"Where's Ozzy?"

a hand had clasped around her throat. She was paralyzed, unsure of how

to her that Fitch, of all people, would care about the

color, her body beginning to

ask? Fitch, I swear it

in Fitch's gaze deepened. "Do you takefor a fool,

her denial now suggested she thought he was not

that Fitch's call might be motivated

mix of fury and

we

"Don't you know that?"

really can. I truly care about you, I'd do anything for you. Fitch, no one loves