Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He secured the two marriage certificates, reminding his housekeeper not to forget to feed Ozzy.

For this reason, he had even hired a nutritionist to take care of Ozzy's meals, thrice daily. They already had a puppy at home, the

one he had tried to gift to Zoey, but she had rejected it. It worked out perfectly, now the two could keep each other company.

On the drive to the office, Sharon called him.

"Fitch, where on earth is Mia?"

Fitch had taken it upon himself to send Mia away and even had her cell phone number disconnected. Now, aside from him, no one

in the Haskins family had a clue about Mia's whereabouts.

"She's just seeing a therapist, with professionals to look after her."

"Fitch, we may have spoiled Mia rotten, but she's still your sister."

Fitch's expression turned icy in an instant, "The girl she killed was nineteen, just started college this year. That family lost their only

child, their son died in a car crash when he was ten. Her parents went through rounds of IVF in their forties to have her, and Mia

ran her over three times. If Mia wasn't my sister, she should be behind bars right now. Do you think money means anything to

them?"

Sharon instantly didn't dare to say anything else, managing an awkward laugh, "lI was just asking. Therapy is good, her attitude

really is problematic."

Fitch didn't want to continue the conversation and was about to hang up.

changed the subject, "By the way, I've lined up

have a chance."

"No need."

you're at that age now, and grandpa

"Mom, I'm already married."

wondering if she

To whom,

want to talk about

to anger him further and sheepishly ended the

phone aside and leaned back in his seat, feeling an unexplainable

was wrong with him. He didn't even

rested overnight and feeling somewhat rejuvenated,

the Miller family matters right away because she knew Carol all too well. They had known

master at painting

their chat, she mentioned that Zoey was in jail

His sister

in jail for Mia? Zoey, how could she... for

off by the sound of the front door

had chfrom work, unfastening

a forced smile on her lips, "All for such

hang his suit jacket on the coat rack, paused for a few seconds

as he casually hung up the jacket and loosened the tie around his

dining table in the living room was set with dishes that had clearly been ravaged, leaving only remnants of the

he had called to say he

minutes early.

her phone call.

to his gaze as she continued talking

dining table, with the