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.

apart at the

daughter, living

of Belinda's presence, Zoey stepped forward, intent on

I've been waiting

expression turned icy, a kind of cold indifference that could freeze people out. Meanwhile, she felt

would give

moment she finished the words, Mia's voice

strutted up, her arms laden with the spoils of luxury shopping, a mocking sneer instantly taking root

well, if it isn't the deadbeat mom who can't live without a

of embarrassment and rage, memories of her man's stinging

lasering

past transgressions, didn't hesitate. Her hand flew up in a blur, delivering a slap across

face.

dare you look atlike that? Who

from the days when she was the one causing scenes. Her face a hot mix of

hand was

try anything underhanded again,

let you off the hook, but don't

detached indifference. To her, Belinda’s ridiculous intent of claiming to

frequent change of expression on her face were nothing more than

that had happened, she

Belinda's grip, her lips moving, "She slapped you twice. Aren't you going to do something about

double standards - once quick to strike her own

picking on the weak.

as Zoey walked away. Mia huffed

recordings and photos. I want to

than anything for having tainted her perfect brother, lit

"Where's the evidence?"