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?"

over it, and now she was involved

never let this woman off the

Zoey, who was still unconscious at his

had gone through,

I'll look into

Mia heard those two talking!

Sharon's tone softened

mess. She trusts you the most. I've sent her over; let her stay with you for a

only you can

voice faded, the

maid had

to Mia's ordeal, the maid found tonight's Mia unusually

in a thick coat with a hat pulled down over her swollen eyes, Mia switched shoes at the

gaze fell on Zoey,

she

is this bitch in our

days, but the sight of Zoey unhinged

vase, Mia hurled

up, Fitch grabbed

Mia struggled fiercely.

kill her! I'll kill

shrill and grating, like

awake amidst the commotion, her vision blurry as

with rage, teeth sinking

go, and Mia lunged at

ruined

still connected to an IV, felt her stomach

but was too

her grip on Zoey's neck; she

life and death, one’s unexpected strength can

only to receive a stinging slap across

glared, seething, "You

found the situation absurd. Was she in debt to the