Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He recognized that face - it was Murray, Zoey's cheating ex-boyfriend. What was this, an attempt at a reconciliation?

With a flick of his wrist, Fitch tossed his water bottle into a nearby trash bin without so much as a glance and made his way

outside.

After settling into his car, his driver called.

“Mr. Haskins, where's the pickup?”

“Forget it. She's got a ride. Head back.”

The driver, puzzled but obedient, turned around and left.

Fitch ignited the engine, his eyes never wandering back to where Zoey stood. He gripped the steering wheel, his foot pressing the

accelerator with purpose.

A scoff formed in his mind. A cheater, he mused, was like gum that'd been chewed and spit out. Now Zoey wanted to pick up that

gum and chew it again? Who was he to stop her?

Swomen just never learn. And didn't she have feelings for him?

Her affections ccheap. Just last week she was heartbroken over him, and now her ex could touch her face as if nothing

happened.

Fitch didn’t realize his grip on the steering wheel was tightening. His thoughts drifted to the encounter with Mr. Colby in the

restroom and soon, he called a number.

like that needed to be ousted from

uneven steps hastening toward the street to hail a cab. Murray, like a persistent

her, his face etched

a room next door. If you're concerned, I won't go

she didn't want him to see; a car pulled up, and bending down, she saw

“Carol?”

“Zoey?”

unlock the door but found it was already locked. She cast a glance at the man poring

documents.

drunk. I want

bother to look up, and merely glanced at his watch,

fought hard

father, granting her a mere ten minutes. Now, the car ride felt

breath, Carol noticed Murray still hovering

home. I won't be seeing him

an eyebrow, signaling the driver to unlock the

face, let her guard down completely. Carol, trying to settle her in

“Help her in front.”

choice, she guided Zoey to the passenger seat. Without giving

driver Zoey's

dozed off, she felt a chill not from the temperature but from the icy atmosphere. She shivered

voice.

care that much about your

his voice trailed

with her; the

his conversation with Listina, but even with the distance between

soothing tone.

without me. Don't

he methodically capped his

you slept withlast night, she'd probably pass out. She can't handle stress right