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?"

fingerprints all over

would never let this woman off

eyes drifted to Zoey, who was still unconscious

Mia had gone through, he

look into

heard those two talking! Hand

and Sharon's tone

her over; let her stay with you for a while. She's scared out of her

you can

Sharon's voice faded, the doorbell echoed through

reply, the maid had already opened the

ordeal, the maid found tonight's Mia

down over her swollen eyes, Mia switched shoes at

fell on Zoey,

froze, then she

is this bitch in our house?! I'll kill her! I'll kill

eerily quiet these past two days, but the sight of

hurled it at Zoey

Fitch grabbed her

Mia struggled fiercely.

kill

shrill and grating, like nails

her vision blurry

with rage, teeth sinking into

him let go, and Mia lunged at

You ruined my

still connected to an IV,

to push Mia away but was too weak

tears streaming, tightened her grip on Zoey's neck; she was consumed with

and death, one’s

to receive a stinging slap

glared, seething, "You deserve to

she in debt to the Haskins from a past