Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja looked at lan, a frown creasing her forehead. "Have you called him? What did he say?"

"He didn't say much. I'm starting to think he's hiding a woman in his house."

Maja's expression flickered for a moment. It had been over four years since Zoey passed away, and while she wasn't against Fitch moving on, it still stung a little. Zoey had given everything, including her life, to bring Nolan into this world. Could another woman love Nolan as much as Zoey did?

Especially since Nolan was on the autism spectrum, always quiet at gatherings, hardly speaking a word, yet always managing to draw everyone's sympathy. She took out her phone and called Fitch. He picked up.

"Fitch, you wanna come over for dinner at Greenfield Gardens tonight? I've invited Felix and the gang."

"Not tonight."

"lan said you've been home all week. What's keeping you?"

"Just reading with Nolan."

Maja narrowed her eyes slightly. "I've been missing Nolan too. How about I bring Rosemary over to see him later?"

"No need."

Nolan was a quiet kid, and Rosemary Sanders was the complete opposite, always lively and chatty. Her presence could always coax a few more words out of Nolan. Before, Fitch would've welcomed Rosemary Sanders with open arms, but now he declined outright.

Something was definitely off.

Maja ended the call just as Carol walked in with Karen.

Karen greeted everyone politely, her voice sweet. She nodded at Rosemary Sanders and Craig before dashing into the kitchen.

"Daddy."

off

everything?

taste, that

Carol's eye before quickly

did she

smile broadened, unable to contain his joy, and he

"Okay."

one, never a

set her down. "Off you go, Daddy's

lingered, then added, "Mommy bought you

of pleasure washed over Felix, though he tried

was

was irrepressible

"Got it."

the kitchen, she saw the adults gathered on the

where he sat next

the two caught up on the latest celebrity gossip, all stars from the Star Movie group. Maja's company had become a powerhouse in the entertainment industry, churning

Carol

asked Karen, "Why didn't you talk more

like him. He cries too much. I prefer

and Felix couldn't help but smile

Carol, then ventured, "Carol, how about a

holding Karen, felt too tired. "No, thanks.