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.

in the

were festering,

took a phone

his forehead, feeling desperately in

a meeting to attend at the

didn't bother to

floor for the meeting, but during the meeting, his mind wasn't fully

outside occasionally.

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

him the squestion twice,

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

could react, Fitch

uneasy glances and reluctantly

or else no one could bear the responsibility for

things slide, but

office, he loosened his tie with

assistant didn't dare

dealing with paperwork for a while and noticing it was getting

in the underground parking,

be in the passenger

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

from her wounds.

in Fitch, and

sick or

collar was gripped tight, making it

at the dark sky outside, she realized

her collar, settled into

Zoey's current residence; her

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