Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The hospital ward echoed with Mia's piercing screams.

Having jetted to North America and back without rest, Fitch could only feel the throb of a headache setting in.

"Go home," Sharon urged him gently. "I'll stay here with Mia."

Without a word, Fitch turned on his heel and left.

At sight of his leaving, Mia burst into tears. "You might as well not be my real brother. You're so cold to your own family. I'm done

with you, done with being a Haskins!"

Sharon's grip tightened on Mia's wrist. "What nonsense are you spouting? You know exactly what kind of man your brother is. You

can say anything, Mia, but don't you dare speak to him that way."

Fitch had long been the appointed heir to the Haskins fortune; having to keep everyone else in line, he has shouldered more

burdens than they knew.

Sharon was acutely aware that it was not through any effort of their own but due to Fitch's favor in their father's eyes that her own

family has gained a comfortable position..

Without Fitch's protection, they would have certainly faced a harsher reality within the Haskins hierarchy.

Mia's good life was the result of her brother's battles within the family empire.

Mia whimpered softly, with her shoulders shaking.

sighed. "Next time, speak kindly to your brother. His

the hospital, Fitch lit a cigarette and gazed up at the overcast sky, feeling the

might not

his cigarette, a flicker of concern crossed his mind. He remembered Zoey. She had always taken his

silently, never seeking revenge.

tainted every impression, so his mind had always assumed the worst of

another cigarette, he thought of how Zoey was now locked up. He

would

If Zoey died.

life goes on without anyone. If Zoey died, he'd continue as before—as if she'd

untouchable Fitch Haskins.

he reached for his phone to find out where she

drove to

two officers, with a bruise marring her

impeccable suit, which accentuated

wrists made her feel like a fallen star, cast

If she hadn't been,

officers left, leaving her alone

on the marks

asked, "How's life on

knew she wasn't the type to

crept across her lips. Even now, she worried if her current state would

always