Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Or rather, if she had any spine at all, it felt like it was made of cheap plastic.

As this thought crossed her mind, she had her elbows propped up on the table before her, with palms pressed together and resting

against her forehead.

Fitch had no idea what she was doing until he noticed her shoulders trembling slightly and tears dripping onto the tabletop, one

after another.

That irksfeeling crept up on him again. He wasn't normally short-tempered, but around her, he found his patience wore thin.

Crying? What's there to cry about? There are plenty of people in the world with bigger problems than hers.

Fitch's heart was indeed cold. He pulled out a cigarette, wanting to light up, but then he remembered where he was and reluctantly

put it back down.

Zoey continued to cry, clenching her hands tightly and trying not to let her sobs escape.

She didn't know why she was crying; just being around him made it impossible to hold back.

In the past few days, she had been hit repeatedly, but she only felt the physical pain, which was bearable.

But with Fitch's presence, it was as though all her wounds were being torn open again, which magnified the pain a thousandfold.

Unbearable agony.

She couldn't recall much of what happened next as she just numbly followed behind him, watching how he signed various

documents until, finally, she saw the blue sky outside.

and she sat in the passenger seat, quietly watching the road

fingers were festering, yet

immediately start the car but took a phone call,

up, he rubbed his forehead, feeling desperately

he had a meeting to attend at the

arrival, he didn't bother to check

the meeting, but during the

outside occasionally.

family business, he'd been a workaholic, never allowing anything to

when someone asked him the squestion

Cut all this verbose fluff; I don't have tfor sugar-coated

but before he could react, Fitch had already

uneasy glances and reluctantly started revising their

for the boss always needed a polish, or else no

things slide, but today he broke through the

his office, he loosened his tie with one

assistant didn't dare

was getting dark outside, Fitch grabbed

the underground

in the passenger

him and, sure enough, when he opened the door, there she was, still curled up asleep,

from her wounds.

Fitch, and he shook

sick or

was gripped tight, making it hard for her

outside, she realized night had

of her collar, settled into the driver's seat, and hit

the car at Zoey's current residence;

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