Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Zoey, I beg you. Cto see me.”

Belinda's supplicated voice cracking while Zoey could faintly hear Murray's comforting murmurs in the background.

Zoey gripped her phone, and then ended the call directly. She had made the mistake of giving in once; she wouldn't let history

repeat itself.

On the other end, Belinda's anxiety spiked at the sound of the disconnected line, and Murray continued to rub her back in a

soothing rhythm.

"Don't worry. Zoey's got a soft heart. Lettalk to her; maybe she'll caround."

Belinda clasped his hand, gratitude etched on her face, "Thank you. I'm counting on you."

"And your husband's still at home?"

Belinda looked a bit embarrassed at the mention of that man, "Yes, he is. Murray, I have to go; I need to check on him."

Murray wasn't genuinely interested in the family ; his intentions were far simpler: he wanted to sleep with Zoey. The more

the spent with Evelyn, the clearer it bechow much Zoey outshone her. He was determined to have Zoey to himself.

The moment Belinda returned home, her heart sank at the sight of empty liquor bottles strewn across the room; her heart

tightened. Her husband had penchant for alcohol and affairs. In his youth, with a bit of cunning, he had managed to amass some

wealth through dubious means. Now with old age, though technology had outpaced him, his love for extramarital companionship

any cash in his pocket, he'd

tell you to get Zoey to cout? You know how humiliated

won't be at peace until I have my way with

him, "I tried, but she wouldn't come. What

mother? I'm telling you, if I don't see Zoey tomorrow, I'm filing for divorce.

of

Belinda like a physical blow, fueling her resentment towards Zoey. If not

this humiliating position, unable to keep her own husband

clenched her teeth as her husband continued to scheme, "What about Fitch's sister? If you can't bring Zoey, bring her

highborn ladies,

don't divorce me, I'll bring you any woman you

but Zoey had long since blocked her number, refusing

her mother's manipulations.

and suggested they hit the mall, "Zoey, I know your mom's been

to no

day; at the moment she finally felt a bit better. The

days away. Wilma got sfree tthese days, and her eyes sparkled as they

looks like it was

exquisite taste. This one just cin today," the clerk hadn't recognized Wilma,

bag,

hands off!" It was

hearing footsteps

them. She had been in a foul mood ever since

now she was persona non

to defend her, but her family had forbidden

days, her first encounter upon regaining freedom was with Zoey, who was a pain in the

bump against Zoey, Mia snatched the bag from the