Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch couldn't quite grasp why he was driven to act on impulse; perhaps it was that shimmering gaze that had sparked something

within him.

The rush of adrenaline was simply irrepressible.

Even now, his body was still abuzz with excitement.

Reaching for his pack of cigarettes, he intended to light another one, only to find the pack empty.

He'd been hitting them hard lately.

Leaning back, he undid the top two buttons of his shirt, as if needing extra air to breathe easier.

After calming himself for an hour, he finally hit the gas and drove back home.

In the dead of night, Zoey spiked a fever.

Fumbling, she managed to swallow a couple of pills; hearing Ozzy's bark, she weakly stretched a hand to the bedside, absently

petting him.

Weighed down by the heat of the fever, her mind was foggy.

Fitch's scent still lingered on the bed, as if he hadn't really left.

Burying her face in the pillow, she clung to that lingering trace of him for comfort, and her body was still radiating with feverish

warmth.

Unbeknownst to her, the photo of Fitch dropping her off had already made its way to Mia's hands.

Mia had been convinced by Sharon to stay put in the hospital room that afternoon.

The whole ordeal was her own doing; she wanted to see Zoey and her family destroyed.

As Mia looked at the photo in her grasp,her face turned ashen.

"So, my brother stayed at her place for hours?"

not meet

was trembling with rage, clenching her fists so

couldn't keep this up;

continued with her schemes, he'd wash his

needed a permanent

into a thin line; the thought of

Fitch thinking? How could

Zoey destroy her life and still marry

bed and returned to the

pleased to

to spend a few more days at

meant to frZoey, but now that Zoey was free, the charade was

think

felt like she was going mad; it seemed a

I need a

holding her hand, replied with a sigh, "I know you're hurting, but

a

was blind with hatred and had

you to pretend to be sick, to get my brother to chand look after you

her skeptically, "What

care aboutanymore,

I mean. Alright, I'll play

received the news that Sharon had fainted the night

could be due to Miss Mia's situation; the madam has

paused the meeting and immediately drove back to the Haskins

bandage wrapped around her wrist, she looked subdued. At sight

with a

and headed upstairs toward

and a doctor was make up her prescription

"How is mom?"

lady is just overwhelmed with worry. She was calling out

sat by the bed,

and sat on the other side of the bed before she began to cry, "It's

phone. I need to call your grandfather; he's been restless

Mia's incident."