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

With any cash in his pocket, he'd play the big

over, "Didn't I tell you to get Zoey to cout? You

at peace until I have my

tried, but she

telling you, if

enough of

blow, fueling her resentment towards Zoey. If

in this humiliating position, unable to

to scheme, "What about Fitch's sister? If you can't bring Zoey,

highborn ladies, acting all

long as you don't divorce me,

reason. She tried calling Zoey repeatedly, but Zoey had long since blocked her number,

her mother's manipulations.

they hit the mall, "Zoey, I know

probably up to no

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

days away. Wilma got sfree tthese days, and her

color looks like

exquisite taste. This one just cin today," the clerk

reached out to touch the bag, a shrill

keep your filthy hands off!" It was

furrowed, hearing

foul mood ever since Wendy's scandal. She had

but now she was

Mia had wanted to defend her,

freedom was with Zoey, who was a pain in the ass

against Zoey, Mia