Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The next morning at six, the principal was already on the phone with her.

"Ms. March, please dress smartly today. The higher-ups are taking this matter very seriously. If our preschool can impress the investors, the government will allocate a substantial budget for us next year. No skirts, wear slacks and a blouse."

Zoey rubbed her temples, feeling a bit weary. "Got it, Principal."

"Ms. March, this is really important. There's a lot of pressure on me too, you know."

"Yeah, I understand."

Zoey couldn't afford to take this lightly. She rummaged through her closet for her business attire, then headed downstairs for a quick bite. She decided not to tell Curtis and Miranda just yet to spare them the worry.

Arriving at school, it was still early. Since the news came through last night, the preschool had been cleaning around the clock. Now, not a speck of dust was in sight.

Entering her classroom, Zoey noticed that colorful balloons had been hung up everywhere.

She approached a staff member nearby.

"Do we really need all this? It's a bit over the top."

"It's what the principal and the powers that be want."

Zoey clammed up; after all, she was just a teacher.

Her colleague Gemma and a few others passed by, looking sour.

group that she had withdrawn her application, here she was, having gone behind everyone's backs. They labeled

never liked Zoey, considering her too pretentious. Now she was even

who knows how many calls they've made to

golden opportunity for promotion, and Zoey had played

all the secrecy, unless you're

up, and after I stood up for her in the

hearing the chorus

Zoey's. If the investor came to pick up the

stand on; the outcome of the situation made her feel guilty, and she didn't even know how things got to this

fell on Gemma, who was wearing a spaghetti strap dress and had put

other single teachers had also

her unfriendly, she

came over at this point, spotting Zoey immediately, "Ms. March, the child and the investor are about to arrive. Come

didn't appreciate the

the privilege of the wealthy.

ovel

thanks to

took a deep breath and

"Alright."

started

to go too. Let us get a glimpse of the

Zoey be the only one to

come, but please, no chit-chat when we're there." Everyone seemed a bit more