Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Nolan had been crying for what seemed like forever, but the moment he was buckled into the passenger seat, he was practically out like a light, oblivious to anything being said.

Fitch, on the other hand, felt a deep sense of satisfaction. After securing his son's seatbelt, he affectionately tousled his hair before heading to the driver's seat.

Over the next two weeks, Zoey made a swift recovery. Spending day and night with Nolan, her affection for him only grew deeper.

On that day, Fitch was driving Nolan back home when suddenly, a car accident happened right in front of them. He couldn't swerve out of the way in time, and with another vehicle slamming into them from behind, he instinctively wrapped his arms around Nolan.

The shattered windshield sent shards embedding into his arms, yet Nolan was miraculously unharmed.

Fitch was shaken, looking down at his son with concern.

"Nolan, are you alright?"

Nolan, surprisingly calm, shook his head slowly. Upon seeing his father's bleeding arms, his tone filled with worry, "Daddy, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, buddy, I'm fine."

At that moment, Fitch's phone started ringing - it was Zoey.

But his hand was trapped, making it impossible to reach his phone.

Zoey rarely called first, which made him anxious, "Nolan, can you answer mommy's call?"

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