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.

your brother. His burden is

Fitch lit a cigarette and gazed up at the overcast sky, feeling the wind biting through his coat.

"Fitch, she might not

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

silently, never seeking revenge.

disdain for her had tainted every impression, so his

now locked up.

there would be no

If Zoey died.

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

untouchable Fitch Haskins.

thoughts were callous, his hands betrayed him; he reached for his phone to find out where she

to the

officers, with a bruise marring

which accentuated his sharp features even

made her feel like a fallen star, cast down from the

so greedy. If she hadn't been, none

leaving her alone with

her, his gaze fixed on the marks on her neck. It was obvious she'd had a rough

"How's

gaunt appearance; she knew

across her lips.

Zoey, always so