Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Belinda was just as scared as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs, this being her first tpulling a stunt like this. She quickly

propped Mia into the car.

Mia was barely hanging onto consciousness, but she could sense the danger. Fumbling for her phone, she attempted to make a call

for help.

However, her recent call history was littered with Zoey's number, and in her confusion, she called Zoey by mistake.

Zoey hadn't blocked her; as she saw it was her call, she thought Mia was likely calling to chew her out again.

Aside from publicly humiliating Zoey by dragging her to the restroom during parties to slap her, Mia relished making harassing

calls in the dead of night. She even threatened Zoey, forbidding her from blocking her number, promising that the next slap would

be harder if she discovered she'd been blocked.

Who could Zoey turn to? Fitch? He wouldn't believe a word against Mia, and even warned Zoey not to mess with her.

The phone rang and rang, but Zoey simply muted it, refusing to answer. Mia's grasp on awareness was slipping, yet she managed

to call a few more times.

Each call went to Zoey. Mia couldn't see whom she was calling; she just knew she was screaming for help into the void.

After five ignored calls, and during the last one, Belinda seemed to snap to her senses, pulling over and snatching Mia's phone

from the back seat.

can make a call, you tramp? Ha! Calling Zoey? As if she'd

tart!"

twice, jolting her back

If my brother finds out, he

out, my man and I will be long

seat. The car pulled up to

man down.

initially irritable, but when he heard of a "surprise", he begrudgingly cdown, only to spot

and by far the prettiest girl he'd ever laid eyes on. And a heiress to boot! He

be worth dying for right

word, he climbed into

hit the road to

was Belinda's plan too. The stuff Mia was carrying could fetch two hundred grand, even

money and Mia in her clutches, her man wouldn't dream of leaving her. She breathed a sigh

about the law; all she cared

an hour, they were speeding down the highway, taking

that would be the first place

they were strangers, a

grabbed Mia by the shoulders, pushing her into the seat. Mia's head was foggy, but she

happening around

terror at the man on

Fitch, please csave me!"

the cries from the front

family had no inkling that Mia was in trouble. After all, she often stayed out late with friends,