Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Zoey's mind was a whirlwind of emotions, unsure of how to react. It wasn't until Fitch pulled her close, his hands wandering downwards, that she froze, soon finding herself sitting in his lap. Pretending to have just woken up, she mumbled, "I don't want to."

Lying on his chest, pressing down on him, he didn't seem to mind at all. "If you don't want to, we can just cuddle and sleep."

Zoey felt a lump in her throat, wondering which side of him was the real one. She didn't want to think about it, just lying there. In the darkness, Fitch whispered, "Babe."

She didn't respond, then felt what he wanted to do, biting back, "I thought we were resting?"

"I can't rest; you smell too good."

Zoey's cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment. She pinched him, and hearing his yelp, she felt a wave of helplessness.

"What's wrong?"

"You pinched me hard."

He seemed genuinely in pain. Zoey slid off him, lying beside him with mixed feelings. After a silence, Fitch softly asked, "What's wrong?"

turned away, not wanting to talk. He pulled

want to talk. She had so many questions, yet she felt like she already

her parents were having a blast at Hilltop, sending her loads of photos. But the idea that he arranged for Henry to sleep with some random woman was something she couldn't accept. It felt like everyone was just a

sank, feeling a sense of resignation. Fitch held her tightly, "Babe, what's wrong? Are you

then he turned her around to face him. He

at him, noticing a triumphant look in his eyes, her eyes welling up with

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unpredictable.

asleep in each other's arms. But the next morning,

few days, he had gotten carried away. Now, seeing her cold expression, he couldn't

she remember something? Couldn't she

he had let his guard down, thinking her willingness was a sign of affection. But now, Zoey's feelings were clearly not the same

her but not turning around. Fitch hugged her from behind,

have arranged

thought it over