Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Zoey glanced in the direction where everyone was ogling and sure enough, there was Belinda.

Belinda stood before the magnificent champagne fountain, not exactly overweight, but rather statuesque in her own right. Yet,

next to the spry young waitstaff, she stood out like a sore thumb.

Her video had gone viral that day; anyone who followed trending topics would recognize her face.

But she showed no sign of embarrassment, her gaze flitting about the room as if searching for someone.

Instinctively, Zoey thought Belinda was looking for her, and with a frown, she stepped back.

The next second, a man reeking of alcohol and shirtless burst out from a corner, causing a collective gasp.

"ARI

"Someone get help!"

The drunken, half-naked man started causing a scene in the hall, now trying to embrace the younger female guests, now rolling on

the floor, making a complete fool of himself.

Security was quick to step in, aiming to toss the man out.

It was then that Zoey got a good look at him. The pot belly, the vacant eyes—it was her stepfather in nonly.

At that moment, Belinda stepped forward, holding his shirt, and hastily tried to cover him up.

"You damn fool, didn't | tell you not to drink at these sorts of events?"

"Put your shirt on, get it on now!"

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The other guests murmured among themselves, wondering how these two had ended up at such a posh gathering.

Belinda's gaze swept the room, finally landing on Fitch.

Wendy, standing beside Fitch, noticed that from the moment Belinda appeared, Fitch's complexion had soured.

And when the shirtless man went on his drunken rampage, Fitch's mood darkened further.

This was, after all, an event hosted by the Haskins family, and it was clear that this was intended to make them look bad.

Fitch's expression turned icy. "Who was in charge of vetting the staff tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Belinda approached with a beaming smile.

"Oh, my dear son-in-law of the Haskins family, what are you saying? | know you're dating Zoey, and we decided to cand meet

you after hearing about it. Sorry for not introducing ourselves earlier. I've heard from Zoey that you two have been together for a

while now. You're quite the catch, a perfect match for her. I'm her mother, and this is her father. We cspecially to congratulate

you. | heard you organized this party. You must be loaded."

As she said the word 'loaded,' a glint of greed passed through her eyes, and it was clear to all what she was thinking.

The atmosphere bectense, with Belinda and her companion seeming out of place, though completely unaware of it—

especially with the man's shirt draped haphazardly, revealing his large belly.

The person responsible for the staff selection cforward, head bowed in embarrassment.

"Sir, she claimed to be your girlfriend's mother, so | just let her in."

Fitch's expression darkened further.

Wendy's lips curved into a smirk; it was all her doing, having let this odd pair through.

Only by having this couple embarrass themselves at a Haskins family event could she ensure that Zoey and Fitch would never

have a future together.

Sure enough, Mr. Haskins, supported by a group of people, made his way forward.

"Fitch."

He called Fitch's name.

Fitch becmore respectful.

"Grandpa."

The room fell silent, and Belinda, lacking any sense of propriety, cheerfully approached the patriarch, "Isn't this my future in-law?

Soon we'll be family."

"Hello, hello! I'm Zoey's mother, and my daughter is dating your son."

Mr. Haskins coughed, his brow furrowed, but maintained the dignity of his family.

He only looked at Fitch and said, "Handle this yourself."

Then he was escorted away by other members of the Haskins family.

Whispers and glances landed on Zoey from tto time.

Zoey felt as though she was burning up. She wasn't so much embarrassed as she was in agony, for there was no greater sorrow

than a hopeless heart.

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