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.

Zoey's class. Despite her announcement in the teachers' group that she had withdrawn her application, here she was,

never liked Zoey, considering her too pretentious. Now she

how many calls they've made to the principal behind the

also miffed. It was a golden opportunity for promotion, and

secrecy, unless you're playing

up, and

hearing the

was right next to Zoey's. If the investor came to pick up the child, she'd have a chance to meet

situation made her feel guilty, and

fell on Gemma, who was wearing a spaghetti strap dress

other single teachers had

everyone looking at her unfriendly,

immediately, "Ms. March, the child and the investor are about to arrive. Come with me

appreciate

it was the privilege of the wealthy. After all, the

ovel

to

breath and

"Alright."

others started to

too. Let us get a glimpse

should Zoey be the only one to

headaches, couldn't waste any more time, "Alright, everyone can come, but please, no chit-chat when we're there." Everyone