Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Wilma was fuming, ready to stand up in protest, but Zoey held her down by the leg.

Zoey smiled at Mr. Colby, "Mr. Colby, you're a straight shooter. Let's shake on it. I'll have my people prepare the contract."

"If Zoey can down it, I'll sign on the dotted line."

Zoey gracefully poured herself a drink, only to be stopped by Wilma who whispered in her ear, "Zoey, this Mr. Colby is clearly up to

no good. Let's get out of here."

She didn't want this endorsement. Zoey chuckled inwardly. Wilma had been well protected in their circle, especially since signing

with Star Movie Group - she had hardly been put in a tight spot.

She was still too green, but maybe that was for the best.

"No worries, you don't have to drink. I will."

"That's not happening."

Wilma snatched the glass and downed it in one gulp. She could hold her liquor, but this was too strong. It felt like her insides were

on fire. She took another, and within a minute, slumped over in her seat.

Zoey sighed, massaging her temples, and poured three more drinks for herself. She finished them in one go and then got up to

help Wilma.

"Mr. Colby, the drinks are done. Tomorrow, I'll have someone from the company discuss the endorsement with you."

Mr. Colby's eyes narrowed, and he stood up too.

"Zoey, you're a good sport. But you both seem plastered. Why not crash at the hotel next door for the night?"

Zoey was still clear-headed but dizzy. Wilma was a top-tier star; they couldn't have her caught drunk in public.

need. Our driver is waiting

"Zoey."

poured the drinks; he wasn't about to let

home. Why don't you stay the

expected Mr. Colby to be so bold! She tried to

her

"Get off me!"

escorted Wilma away. Reaching for a vase nearby, she

his head.

grabbed her wrist nimbly, bringing it to his

you've got fire. I

disgusted, "Get

Colby got a kick to the groin; he swept everything off the table in a rage, and then pushed

right now. Stop playing hard to get. I've heard the rumors about you throwing yourself

who can't live without a man, and it looks like you're desperate

a company president would speak

Mr. Colby in his sensitive spot and grabbed the broken

at him.

time, but not before

He lunged after her, hindered

fear, ran from the room and headed towards the opposite

picked tonight was high class one, with soothing ambient and dimly lit lights. She ended

Mr. Colby off by

The alcohol hit her then, and she felt

just lit a cigarette when he heard a loud thump from the restroom. He ignored it, flicking ash

phone

intention to pick it up. Annoyed, he tossed

mirror.

half of the lights were off, so he couldn't

as she bowed down and frantically washed her

up, casting a glance at the logo on the wall and making certain it was men’s room. Just as he was about to speak,

Colby's curses cfrom outside.