Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1660

She didn't know how to reply, so when he send a text to inform her of the license plate number, she just typed a single word.

[ok.]

She wondered whether he was going to let her off the hook or keep tormenting her, and she felt he owed her skind of heads-

up.

While her gaze landed on the card lying on the nightstand, she couldn't help but scoff at herself.

Meanwhile, Fitch had returned with a glass of water just as Sharon finished a phone call.

He picked up his phone and casually scrolled through it, confirming it was a call to Grandpa.

Mia had finished sending a text and deleting the record within twenty seconds.

Little did Fitch know that his sister was teetering on the edge of madness.

Sharon took a sip of water and sighed.

"You're working late tonight, aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry for making you worried. I'm fine."

With that saying, she turned to Mia, "Mia, you should head back. Take care of yourself and don't let what happened today happen

again."

"Mom, I'm sorry."

of obedience, seemingly taking her words to heart, and Fitch let out a sigh

head

nodded, and after a moment's thought, ruffled her

swat away his hand

to change into all-black attire and put

dark inside,

scar Fitch used to drive, the one from the Haskins family fleet,

to Zoey.

Zoey, bundled up in a down jacket, coming

gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling a

would

back of the car and tried

she recognized it as the one Fitch had

so

soon as she opened the door and sat down, the locks clicked

speed that she felt something was off, but she was still weak from a fever and the stress Fitch had

her through.

in her daze, she heard

all ends, Zoey. It's up to my brother whether he saves you or

before she could process it, she saw the car plowing

a young girl, was sent flying

her, but she also ran over her three times,

sped off, heading back to where

on the phone with Fitch, who was oblivious to

someone with the

was eerily calm; the script she'd prepared

in

There are three cop cars chasing me, and Zoey's in the passenger seat. If I

get sick. You've got one option: make Zoey take the fall.

Only this way you can save me. Hit-and-run isn't something you

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