Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As Wendy was ushered out of the Bennitt family Estate, a sense of bewilderment clouded her thoughts.

She had been on her knees, pleading for her family's support, but not one of them stood by her side. Even her brother avoided her

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The happy facade of her past life seemed to crumble in an instant, revealing a brutal, raw truth.

She used to pity Zoey, who had been abandoned by her parents, shunned by everyone - even Fitch ditched her, and wouldn't spare

her a glance, no matter how desperately she sought his attention.

But in a cruel twist of fate, Wendy found herself in Zoey's shoes, discarded with chilling finality. Sitting dazed in the car, she

eventually arrived at a villa.

"Ms. Bennitt, you best hurry up and pack your bags. Your flight's in three hours, and don't bother coming back," the driver told her,

his voice echoing the decision made by the rest of the Bennitt family.

The family had publicly announced their verdict online, compensating the victim's family with a million dollars. But the public

outcry didn't stop; the online wars raged on, dragging the Bennitt nthrough the mud at every opportunity.

After packing her bags, Wendy felt her world collapse. She covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably.

"How did it cto this? It's my fault. I shouldn't have confronted Zoey; I shouldn't have demanded that little dog. It's all my

fault!"

But who was there to listen to her apologies now? Her eyes swollen from tears, Wendy still couldn't accept her fate. She longed to

see Fitch just one more time.

driveto Fitch's mansion?" The driver was visibly impatient with her

anyone

her once-commanding presence had been

nails nearly dug into her palms as she

driver headed to Fitch's mansion as night fell and streetlights flickered on. Upon

of the mansion.

please, I need

could he simply refuse to see her now?

for him that had driven

the security staff refused her entry, and Fitch didn't cout to see

calling Fitch's number only to find she had been blocked. It felt

into her heart.

passersby who began to gather as

"Isn't that Wendy Bennitt?"

that heartless woman. What's she

out

only two to three; then the crowd grew, and Wendy, pale with fear, scrambled towards

of rotten vegetables hurled at her. She tripped and

restraint of the crowd, she might have received

ground, feeling ever so humiliated; their gazes were like

her scarred and battered.

burst into wail as passersby coldly pulled out their phones and filmed

moment of her disgrace.

of hostility, Wendy was so scared of the crowd and the world that she desperately longed

to hide

to the car, the crowd's jeering laughter trailing behind

she broke down again. The driver, frowning, delivered a harsh truth

now,

Wendy only felt the words caustically deafening. She wrapped her

fearful that

furtively onto the plane and into exile, but even abroad, she dared not venture beyond her