Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mia couldn't care less about engaging in a drawn-out conversation with Zoey. With an eye roll, she grabbed her shopping bag -

stuffed with designer goodies - and breezed out of the scene.

Zoey's face was the picture of serenity, a stark contrast to Wilma who was fuming.

"Zoey, let's just pick something else."

Zoey just flashed her a smile, "I'm fine."

But Wilma’s heart ached for her friend, and she splurged on five luxury handbags, racking up a tab that was north of three hundred

grand.

"They're on me."

"No need to break the bank."

"Just take them. The endorsement deal you landed us is worth way more than this."

No longer protesting, Zoey picked up the bags, and shoulder to shoulder with Wilma, they headed for the exit.

As they approached the mall doors, Zoey's eyes caught sight of Belinda, who'd apparently been lying in wait since who knew when.

"Zoey," Belinda's face dripped with a guilt that didn't quite mask the covetous glint in her eyes as she ogled the shopping bags

filled with symbols of luxury - a few hundred thousand dollars at least.

Her daughter was loaded now. Once upon a time, a few hundred thousand would've meant life or death for their family; now, it was

merely the price tag for sof Zoey's bags.

storm of anger. Her own life was coming apart at the seams - on the brink of divorce, without

daughter,

Zoey stepped forward, intent on leaving. But Belinda clutched at Zoey's

I've been waiting here

of cold indifference that could freeze people

this person would

go," the moment she finished the words,

spoils of luxury shopping, a mocking sneer instantly taking

well, if it isn't the deadbeat mom who can't live

rage, memories of her

lasering

already livid over Belinda's past transgressions, didn't hesitate. Her hand

face.

atlike that? Who do

when she was the

hand was already

old hag, if you ever try anything underhanded again, I'll make sure you and

but don't think for a second that I

the unfold with detached indifference. To her, Belinda’s ridiculous intent of claiming to kill Mia and Zoey,

her face were nothing

for Belinda, but after everything that had happened, she had given up on

"She slapped you

- once quick to strike her own daughter, now

picking on the weak.

watching helplessly as Zoey walked

idea. I've got recordings and photos. I

having tainted her perfect brother, lit up at the prospect of

"Where's the evidence?"