Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The next second, Zoey burst into a coughing fit, spattering blood onto his crisp white shirt.

His face turned dark as thunder, and with one swift motion, he shoved her aside.

Zoey stumbled, clutching at her stomach as waves of searing pain threatened to overwhelm her. Her fingers clung desperately to

the bed-sheets beneath her, as if she was holding on to consciousness itself.

Fitch eyed the crimson stain spreading on his shirt.

A knock cfrom the door at that moment.

“Mr. Haskins, Miss Mia has been crying non-stop.”

He inhaled deeply and peeled off the bloodied shirt; as he was about to pick a clean one from the wardrobe, he heard her plea,

“Just get it over with, will you?”

What did she expect? To be force-fed chili until she got stomach cancer?

If he really wanted her dead, a packet of rat poison would do the job.

“You want it over with?”

Slipping into a fresh shirt, he adjusted the cool metal of his watch around his wrist.

It was nine in the evening.

“Go outside and kneel. Once Mia calms down, I'll let you back in.”

sheets as

to her, Fitch moved towards the door,

then she called

steps halted; with a frown creasing his brow, he felt irritation

out and closing the door

door shut; her eyelashes cast long shadows as she curled up on the bed, with pain

on the couch, who did not throw a tantrum but

own throat.

to intervene, but she

“Don’t touch me!”

stood at the foot of the stairs, and said

stiffened, with

You want to marry her, make her my sister-in-law?

man she loves

her, Fitch took the knife from

looked up, her eyes swollen beyond

you marry her,

beside them, “So what do you want her

onto the couch, Mia buried her head in her hands, “I want

have no idea what I've been through these past few days, and

my life is ruined. I can’t forget what he did to me. I've lost my first time; no one

will laugh at me.”

his hands on her

won't get out. For now, only mom knows about it

grinding her teeth, “Is that what matters? I want Zoey

knife to be taken away, “I'll send her abroad, and you'll

should I agree to

up, her cheeks flushed with rage, “I've changed my mind. I