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.

be ousted from the company,

Murray away, her uneven steps hastening toward the street

his face etched with

next door. If you're concerned, I won't go up with you,” he offered, playing the

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

“Carol?”

“Zoey?”

reached to unlock the door but found it was already locked. She

documents.

drunk. I want

up, and merely glanced at his watch, “You've got ten minutes, unless you don't

humiliation. It was an opportunity she had fought hard for. After begging for a week, Felix finally

a mere ten minutes. Now, the car ride felt

a deep breath, Carol noticed

I won't be seeing him

the door. Carol stepped out, supporting

down completely. Carol,

“Help her in front.”

the passenger seat. Without giving

the driver Zoey's

the temperature but from

voice.

that much about your

phone rang before his voice trailed

at my place? I'm not with her; the doctor said you

the window, ignoring his conversation with Listina, but even with the distance between

soothing tone.

eat without me.

hanging up, he methodically capped

withlast night, she'd probably pass