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The tone was exactly the same as before. Zoey’s last shred of hope was extinguished, leaving her
speechless and her cheeks scorching with a mix of pain and humiliation. And there was Mia, fanning
the flames. “You heard what my brother said, didn’t you? Now scram! Or I’ll have you thrown out.” Zoey
didn’t look back at anyone as she walked away, head down. Mia’s snort of disdain followed her, “Some
women just can’t see their place, thinking they’re all high and mighty after a couple of rolls in the hay.
They don’t even realize they’re just trash from the gutter.” After her words, Mia even gossiped about
Zoey with her clique. Mia’s circle was large and, although Maja had put her in her place once – leaving
her somewhat afraid of Maja – she felt no fear towards Zoey. She even thought she could regain her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlost pride from Maja by taking it out on Zoey. With a cold laugh, Mia quickly followed Fitch’s orders and
summoned Tyler. Entering the hospital room and not seeing Zoey, Tyler was puzzled. After all, before
the surgery, Fitch had been all over her with affection, and Zoey had seemed so concerned. It was odd
that now that Fitch was awake, she had left. “Where’s Zoey?” Tyler wasn’t fond of Maja but had a
decent impression of Zoey. To him, Maja’s antics were too much – she had once been Ian’s wife, yet
cheated and fooled around with his buddies. But Zoey was different. She seemed loyal and was
personally chosen by Ian to take care of things, her background undoubtedly clean. “Why are you
asking about her?” Fitch’s brows were furrowed with irritation and even a hint of nausea. He threw off
the covers and got out of bed without hesitation, heading to the bathroom. Tyler stood at the door,
shaking his head slightly at Fitch’s annoyed face. “You seemed pretty nice to her when you had
memory loss.” After rinsing his mouth with bottled water, Fitch pushed past Tyler and headed out.
“Tyler, come with me. There’s something I need to discuss with you.” Knowing it was serious business,
Tyler followed immediately. The Haskins were left in the hospital, none expecting Fitch to discharge
himself so
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soon without informing them. No one dared to object, though, because as soon as Fitch was in charge,
the Haskins family would follow his lead. Fitch was half way back to his mansion when he couldn’t hold
back any longer. “Stop the car!” Tyler hit the brakes instantly. Fitch opened the door and leaned over
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe flowerbed, vomiting. It was probably his most undignified moment, even worse than any injury he
had sustained. Tyler patted his back, trying to offer some comfort. “Man, how deep did that past event
scar you? Don’t tell me you’re sick from remembering that kiss with Zoey.” Fitch’s complexion was off
as he rinsed his mouth again, practically stumbling back to his mansion in disarray. Once he reached
his bedroom, he barely had a chance to speak before he rushed into the bathroom to vomit again. Tyler
glanced at his watch and decided to wait outside. Half an hour later, Fitch emerged from the shower,
the corners of his eyes reddened from retching. To Tyler, Fitch was a man of extreme self-control, even
more so than Ian at times. Fitch’s attitude towards women was, frankly, dismissive. Ian, tough-talking
as he might be, would pursue relentlessly once truly smitten. Fitch was different; the moment he
sensed a detour on his path, he’d straighten out without a second thought. His life allowed for no
mistakes, not even a fling. If he slept with a woman, he could discard her just as easily.