Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Just after Zoey grabbed the marriage certificate, Nolan noticed from a distance.

"Hey, Teach."

He called out, his eyes landing on the certificate in her hands. Zoey felt a wave of embarrassment as if she had been caught red-handed, and quickly tucked the certificate away. "Yeah, what's up?"

"You, wanna see?"

In front of the kid, she of course couldn't admit it, quickly shaking her head.

"No, haha, I just bumped into it, didn't I?"

She vaguely remembered hearing from the staff that Nolan had been without a mom since birth, guessing he wouldn't want to delve into that topic.

"Nolan, finished with your book? Want me to find you another?"

Before she could finish speaking, Nolan approached, his height not quite reaching the shelf with the two marriage certificates, so he dragged over a little stool. Stepping on it, he took out the certificate. "Look, it's okay."

Perhaps it was the earnestness in the kid's eyes that made Zoey feel her initial curiosity was downright shameful.

"No need, I don't want to look."

closed the cabinet. This

about we switch to a cooperative

why he suddenly felt down, probably because of the marriage certificate,

We have to hunt and farm, or we'll starve.

in the living room with their controllers. Half an hour into the game, Fitch

out much, always helping the chef cook on time, and even baking treats in the afternoon. He took great care

misjudged him; he really was a good father.

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told them Zoey was alive, and the

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on the other end. Everyone needed Fitch for financial support. Even if someone had

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