Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Mia, stop crying, honey."

"It's useless anyway, isn't it? I got hurt by her stepfather, and she blabbed about it to everyone. Now everyone's whispering and

pointing behind my back. Crying won't change a damn thing. I might as well be dead. Why did you even bother saving me? Just let

She cried with a voice pitched into hysteria, and bolted from the bed, racing toward the window with the desperate intent to jump.

Sharon caught her in the nick of time, feeling her heart pounding with fear. "That's not what I meant, baby. Didn't I just send that

witch to the police station? Don't worry, I'll pull sstrings to make sure she stays locked up for a good long while."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the hospital room door swung open, and Fitch stepped in.

Mia had always been terrified of her brother, so she shrank back at the sight of him; her eyes, already swollen from crying, puffed

up even more.

"Brother, please, I don't want you to marry someone like her. Please don't stay with her. If you do, what will becof me."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke; the weight of her misery was evident in her eyes.

Consumed with hatred, she felt like a caged beast ever since she'd been brought back, ready to lash out and destroy everything at

any given moment.

In a twisted exchange, she'd traded her self-destructive behavior for Zoey's incarceration. To her, it felt worth it.

No one would ever know the truth; they would only see her as the victim.

corner, Mia's lips

was she had provoked Zoey on purpose that day. She couldn't help it; just looking at Zoey reminded her

and the vile man she'd been forced to

for an outlet, and Zoey was just

frail and weakened, appeared to have

sat on the couch with a cold sneer, and she dismissed the

cup of boiling water. And make sure it's

was to play the nanny and keep Mia pleased, otherwise she'd never

free.

complied without resistance; she just heated a cup of water in

before Mia.

with satisfaction how Zoey's hands were reddened

this. Being my maid is your punishment. My brother

to him? You're nothing in

need Mia's reminders; she was painfully

of boiling water from

the cup steady. If you drop it, I'll pour this entire kettle

the glass Zoey was grasping with her palms. The glass, devoid

with the already hot liquid, causing Zoey to shiver from the

cup was filled and the water overflowed, scalding drops cascaded down Zoey's

instantly.

sense of satisfaction, Mia felt the

anything to say,

her brows were beaded with sweat from the

could she say? The Haskins family had cast her in this role of