Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He frowned, straightened up, and had his team trace Mia's cell signal. It turned out her phone was just six miles away.

Staring at the red dot on the screen, he called his people and instructed them to search for her. After arriving home, his phone rang

with a report from his team.

"Mr. Haskins, we found Ms. Mia's phone by the roadside, but there's no sign of her."

That was when Fitch ordered a comprehensive search for Mia's whereabouts. Half an hour later, surveillance footage landed on his

desk.

The video revealed Mia's altercation with Zoey in the mall, followed by Mia slapping Belinda twice.

According to the footage, Zoey left first, while Mia walked away with Belinda. Another camera caught Belinda knocking her out and

stuffing her into the car.

Fitch's expression turned stone cold, asking, "Have you found her?"

"Not yet. That woman's house is empty, and there were a few outgoing calls on Ms. Haskins's phone. She seems to have tried

calling for help, but she called Zoey, who didn't answer."

His face grew even darker. Did Zoey ignore the plea for help because she hated Mia so much that she'd disregard her life?

"Keep searching."

Previously, Belinda had insisted Zoey was behind the poisoning plot, but the issue had fizzled out when the Bennitt family dropped

Now, with Mia kidnapped, suspicion fell on Zoey once

at his phone, contemplating, and finally made a call. But the line

turned even grimmer as he looked

"Bring Zoey to me."

guards nodded and drove

just finished showering. She felt nauseous; her appetite had been poor lately, and

down, when

me, Zoey, are

she could respond, she was flanked and firmly held by

What

Haskins

frowned. Fitch? What did he want with

of the bodyguards who she had actually

looked on nervously. Ever since the last

and the staff didn't want

"Zoey."

manager was in a bind, unable to

alright. I'll

didn't give her the chance, escorting her downstairs and throwing her into a

she didn’t feel pain, there was

that she hesitated. Ironically, during their tangled past, she mostly

he probably used for his liaisons. But his own residence, this villa, she had

impeccably seated on the sofa. It was her first

his suit jacket was off, his tie loosened, thrown aside, adding

door closed behind her; the bodyguards didn’t enter, leaving her alone