Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Zoey,” his voice carried a hint of surprise as he quickly approached.

“What are you doing here? Have you had one too many? Lettake you home.”

Zoey's mind was sluggish in responding, but she recognized the voice clearly - it was Murray.

She frowned, pushing him away. But her efforts were feeble, barely a nudge against Murray's frame, almost seeming coquettish in

her resistance.

Murray immediately shed his own jacket, draping it over her shoulders, “Where's your coat? It's freezing out here, and you're

dressed so light.”

Back when he and Zoey were an item, all he thought was how dull she was, always working herself to the bone for money.

They'd been together for seven years, and her mantra had been about saving up to buy their own place.

Murray used to think she was ludicrous. Who would want to buy property in pricey Greenfield by their own means? Most women

dreamed of marrying a Greenfield guy - housing and cars sorted in one swoop.

Whenever he chdrunk, she'd have a hangover cure ready - soup or whatever comfort food she could whip up, no matter

the tof night.

Now, with Evelyn as his wife, no matter how late he rolled in, not only was there no soup, but there'd also be a tongue-lashing for

waking her up.

with the Farley family, thriving in business, and with Evelyn keeping him on a

every hour of the day - he realized how good he'd had it with Zoey. How had he ever found her

“Zoey, are you cold?”

warming them with his breath, “There's a hotel just around the corner. Lethelp

I won't lay a finger on

up straight, pushing him away again,

as he fastened the buttons on the jacket he'd placed on

“Have we really becstrangers?”

though her drunken

her side, moving his lips as he thought about the rumors

bad-mouthing you

slander if it's true. I was the one who made the move,” Zoey said coldly, removing the jacket he'd given her

back.

I was drowning in hundreds of thousands debt, couldn't close

back the loans. I had to take

heart. That house was supposed

keep her as a mistress. He was so done with Evelyn. Only

was worthy of him. And she had

lacked for nothing, “Zoey, think about what I proposed

month?”

voice was gentle, coaxing as he tucked a stray lock of

won't have to work those public gigs anymore. I'll take care of you. And once you have our child, I'll give

do you

something else, Zoey suddenly felt sober. She looked up at him, finding his face so

she remembered.

seven years of her life on such a man,

Meanwhile, Fitch stood nearby with a bottle of water, watching the two engage

standoff by the column.