Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The doctor arrived swiftly, pumping her stomach, prescribing medications, hooking her up to an IV, and asking someone to heat up

a bowl of plain oatmeal.

"Mr. Haskins, her stomach condition is quite severe," the doctor warned in a clinical yet concerned tone. "For the next few months,

she should steer clear of anything spicy. For one month, she'd better only take in oatmeal, nothing rich or heavy."

Fitch wasn't sure whether he took in the doctor's words, his gaze lingering on Zoey's slender wrist.

When had her wrists gotten so thin that the veins stood out stark against her pale skin?

"Got it."

His response was tinged with impatience.

No sooner had the doctor left than his phone blared to life; it was a call from his mother, Sharon.

"Where are they?! Where the hell are they?! I want them locked up for good!"

Sharon's fury was palpable. She had always doted on Mia, her daughter, and now, knowing she was in trouble, she'd gladly tear

Zoey's family apart.

She'd been caring for Mia all day. Mia hadn't been causing a fuss, but nightmares plagued her, waking her up, claiming that she

was ruined.

Sharon was ready to rip Zoey's family limb from limb.

"Fitch, what about those two? Don't hand them over to the cops. I want them to suffer."

"My guys are on it."

Sharon breathed a sigh of relief, her teeth nearly grinding to dust. "And Zoey? Mia said she was behind it all. Where is she?"

Zoey's fingerprints all over it, and

never let this woman off the

eyes drifted to Zoey, who was still unconscious at his

had gone through, he gently pushed Zoey

I'll look

look further, Mia heard those two talking! Hand Zoey over to me, or

silent, and Sharon's tone softened a

the most. I've sent her over; let her stay

you can protect

faded, the doorbell echoed through the

could reply, the maid had already opened

maid found tonight's

down over her swollen eyes, Mia switched shoes at the door and called out

Zoey, who was

froze, then she charged

why is this bitch in our house?!

two days, but the

hurled it at Zoey

Fitch grabbed her

Mia struggled fiercely.

I'll kill her! I'll kill

and grating, like nails on

commotion, her vision blurry as

rage, teeth sinking

made him let go,

You ruined my

to an IV, felt her stomach

away but was too weak

Zoey's neck; she was

and death, one’s unexpected strength can

away, only to receive a stinging slap

glared, seething, "You

found the situation absurd. Was she in debt to the Haskins from a past