Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Belinda was just as scared as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs, this being her first tpulling a stunt like this. She quickly

propped Mia into the car.

Mia was barely hanging onto consciousness, but she could sense the danger. Fumbling for her phone, she attempted to make a call

for help.

However, her recent call history was littered with Zoey's number, and in her confusion, she called Zoey by mistake.

Zoey hadn't blocked her; as she saw it was her call, she thought Mia was likely calling to chew her out again.

Aside from publicly humiliating Zoey by dragging her to the restroom during parties to slap her, Mia relished making harassing

calls in the dead of night. She even threatened Zoey, forbidding her from blocking her number, promising that the next slap would

be harder if she discovered she'd been blocked.

Who could Zoey turn to? Fitch? He wouldn't believe a word against Mia, and even warned Zoey not to mess with her.

The phone rang and rang, but Zoey simply muted it, refusing to answer. Mia's grasp on awareness was slipping, yet she managed

to call a few more times.

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Each call went to Zoey. Mia couldn't see whom she was calling; she just knew she was screaming for help into the void.

After five ignored calls, and during the last one, Belinda seemed to snap to her senses, pulling over and snatching Mia's phone

from the back seat.

"Think you can make a call, you tramp? Ha! Calling Zoey? As if she'd lift a finger to help you -she'd sooner see you dead, you little

tart!"

With a swift motion, Belinda slapped Mia twice, jolting her back to a painful clarity.

"You dare hit me? If my brother finds out, he won't let you off the hook!"

"Ha! By the tyour brother finds out, my man and | will be long gone!"

After tossing Mia's phone aside, Belinda returned to the driver's seat. The car pulled up to her place in no time, and she called her

man down.

He was initially irritable, but when he heard of a "surprise", he begrudgingly cdown, only to spot Mia in the back seat.

Mia was a looker, young and by far the prettiest girl he'd ever laid eyes on. And a heiress to boot! He reckoned that one night with

her would be worth dying for right then and there.

Without a word, he climbed into the car.

"Let's hit the road to the countryside."

That was Belinda's plan too. The stuff Mia was carrying could fetch two hundred grand, even second-hand.

Now that she had money and Mia in her clutches, her man wouldn't dream of leaving her. She breathed a sigh of relief. Belinda

didn't have a clue about the law; all she cared about was keeping her man happy.

Within an hour, they were speeding down the highway, taking a back road toward a small county town.

They weren't heading to their hometown - that would be the first place the cops would look if things went south.

They were off to a place where they were strangers, a poor town where many went to sponsor students.

Belinda drove, while her man grabbed Mia by the shoulders, pushing her into the seat. Mia's head was foggy, but she could sense

what was happening around her.

Then a searing pain tore through her, and she looked up in terror at the man on top of her, "Get off! Help! Help, Fitch, save me!

Fitch, please csave me!"

Belinda, hearing the cries from the front seat, didn't bat an eyelash.

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Meanwhile, the Haskins family had no inkling that Mia was in trouble. After all, she often stayed out late with friends, and after

being grounded for days, feeling aggrieved, she claimed to need sretail therapy at the mall alone.

The Haskins family didn't bother looking for her - who could imagine she'd be taken in broad daylight?

Fitch sat in his office, the sound of transactions chiming on his phone. It was Mia's account he'd set up - she must be on another

shopping spree.

With the whole Wendy ordeal weighing on her, if retail therapy could give her srelief, then so be it.

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