Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Fitch flicked his half-smoked cigarette into the nearby trash can with an air of impatience etched across his face. “Aren’t you tired
of staring?” His voice was icy, betraying his irritation. Even without glancing around the corner, he knew exactly who the woman
was. It was as if he could pick out her footsteps amidst the silence. Zoey stiffened, her fingers instinctively adjusting the mask on
her cheeks, but she remained still. In Fitch’s hand, a matchstick sparked to life with a swift strike, as he lit another cigarette. Zoey
had seen that particular matchbox before. She had tried to buy one, searching both online and in brick-and-mortar stores, to no
avail. It must have been custom-made. Sometimes he preferred a lighter, other times these matchboxes. Now, he tilted his head
back, exhaling a stream of smoke. Zoey’s eyes began to sting as she watched. She tugged at her mask and turned on her heel,

clearly intent on walking away. She wasn’t fit to be seen like this, and with Cornelia and Wilma handling the negotiations, there
was no risk of a slip-up. She needed to get out of there. When Fitch heard her footsteps recede, his eyelashes fluttered slightly.
The hallway lights dimmed, leaving only the faint glow of his cigarette. After a while, he struck another match, watching it burn
down to his fingertips. A wave of restlessness washed over him, unknown and vexing. He raked his fingers through his hair and
tossed the stub of his cigarette into the trash can just as Tyler approached, likely seeking a smoke break of his own. “Fitch, how
many have you had? The smell is choking,” Tyler leaned against the opposite wall, lighting a cigarette of his own, “I saw Zoey
tonight, looked like she was managing a couple of talents. Ever since Maja left, she’s the big shot at the company.” “OK,” Fitch
replied, sounding utterly disinterested. But Tyler wouldn’t let it go, “When you had memory loss, you were all over her.” Everyone
thought Fitch had no recollection of that time, but Tyler knew, from the day Fitch came to his senses, that those memories were
intact. If Fitch truly had forgotten, he would still be in touch with Zoey, treating her as before. But now, he wasn’t, and that said it
all. “You said it yourself, it was during memory loss.” His voice remained flat, fingertips flicking ash, “Drop it. Don’t bring her up
again.” “I wouldn’t mention it, but I just saw Mia and a few chicks following Zoey into the ladies’ room. Probably they were
bullying her. Aren’t you gonna step in?” “She needs to learn from her actions,” Fitch said, unbothered. He
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wondered how far Mia could push her. Ever since Maja had taught Mia a lesson, she’d been pretty tame, causing no real trouble,
maybe just some verbal jabs. Zoey was too delicate to handle even that? She shouldn’t be vindictive when she did this herself,
and she deserved it. Tyler observed Fitch’s stubbornness and was eerily reminded of Ian. Back then, nobody knew Maja was
Ian’s wife in name only. Ian denied any feelings for the designer, claiming he was just not tired of sleeping around, though, in
truth, he was blissfully unaware of being willing to be the other man. Tyler clicked his tongue, “I swear you guys are so damn
stubborn. Forget it, I’m done talking.” He crushed his cigarette and slung an arm around Fitch’s shoulders. “Let’s go back to the
bar. You’re right, women are just a hassle. If they’re begging to be humiliated, they deserve to suffer, right?” Fitch raised an
eyebrow, surprised at Tyler’s words because they didn’t sound like him. Suddenly, he remembered the recent gossip. Wasn’t
there a young starlet desperately clinging to Tyler? “Tyler, have you been...” “Drop it, man. Got myself a clingy one. Can’t shake
her off. Just one night and she’s all over me. That’s why I avoid the virgins.” What a jerk.

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