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

boiled over, "Didn't I tell you to get Zoey to cout? You know how humiliated

I won't be at peace until

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

to you, her mother? I'm telling you, if I

enough of this

her resentment towards Zoey.

in this humiliating position, unable to keep her own husband

as her husband continued to scheme, "What about Fitch's

ladies, acting all

as long as you don't divorce me,

lost all reason. She tried calling Zoey repeatedly, but Zoey had long since blocked her number, refusing to

her mother's manipulations.

hit the

to no

face and cramp in the stomach a whole day; at the moment she finally

away. Wilma got sfree tthese days, and her eyes sparkled as they browsed through a luxury

color looks like

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

bag, a shrill voice cut

filthy hands off!" It was

hearing footsteps approach from

strode toward them. She had been in a foul mood

now she

Mia had wanted to defend her,

was with Zoey, who was a pain in

deliberate bump against Zoey, Mia snatched