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."

cabinet. This was Fitch's room, and her snooping around was definitely out of

we switch to

probably because of the marriage certificate, which had

hunt and farm, or we'll starve. I'll show

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

cook on time, and even baking treats in the afternoon. He took great

father. Just then, Fitch's phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, his brow

out to the garden to

Zoey was alive, and the Haskins family was pushing

turned icy as

you all gotten

financial support. Even if someone had started a business, Fitch remained the biggest partner. In the

not much for conversation, had everyone trying to

with a lighter,

life's too cushy, maybe I should cut down on

ones maybe it's time

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