Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

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No one had ever dared to treat Sharon like that before. She was so livid she couldn't even string a sentence together.

She tried calling Fitch again, but he still wasn't picking up.

Back in the room, Zoey gently touched the area where she had been slapped, her eyelashes fluttering down.

The moment she had opened the door and seen that face, a wave of familiarity had surged through her, only to vanish just as quickly.

She went upstairs to find Nolan still engrossed in his book, with music playing softly in the background, courtesy of Zoey.

The sight of the slap mark on her cheek sent a shock through Nolan, quickly followed by anger and then stern concern.

It was the first time she'd seen such a range of emotions in a child's eyes, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

The next second, Nolan's tears started to fall.

"Who did this?" he asked.

Zoey's heart melted, and she immediately began to comfort him, ruffling his hair.

"Oh, my little crybaby, don't cry. I don't even know who that was. Probably one of your daddy's guests. I'll talk to him later, so we don't get in trouble without knowing." Nolan grabbed her hand, his tone serious.

"It won't happen."

Zoey suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

Even with his autism, Nolan's affection for her was unmistakably clear. Fitch was right; Nolan really did like her.

And in such a short time, Nolan showed more emotion towards Zoey than Sharon ever had.

A soft smile played on her lips, her heart feeling tender.

"Alright, if your daddy gives me trouble later, you'll have to back me up."

Nolan lowered his eyelashes, nodding earnestly.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Any slight feeling of resentment Zoey had felt dissipated in that instant.

"Come on, Nolan, let's get back to reading."

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However, Nolan ran downstairs and soon came back with two eggs, gesturing for Zoey to crouch down. Then with his little hands, he held the eggs to her cheek.

Zoey didn't know why, but she felt her eyes welling up.

Worried the child might notice her emotional state, she quickly looked away.

Sharon, feeling slighted, stormed off to the office to confront Fitch face to face.

But she chose a bad time; Fitch was tied up in meetings until the evening.

Shivering with anger and recalling that Mia Haskins was due back, Sharon clutched at her chest.

After Mia was sent abroad, she had never returned, not even for Christmas, managing only phone calls to stay in touch.

Sharon's heart wasn't made of stone; of course, she missed her daughter. So, she planned to have Mia come back quietly for a visit.

Mia's flight should be arriving soon Sharon's visit to Fitch's mansion was to discuss this matter with him in person, ensuring Mia would stay for just three days.

Over the years, Fitch had grown colder and more ruthless, never once inquiring about Mia. Sharon worried he wouldn't agree over the

phone.

Who would have thought she'd bump into Zoey, of all people, at the mansion?

Sharon prided herself on her excellent upbringing, but after four years of Fitch's indifference, she too had felt wronged. Fitch was her flesh and blood, yet he had sent his own sister abroad over a woman, severing ties with the Haskins family. Sharon couldn't comprehend it, but the moment she laid eyes on Zoey, she understood everything. It was all Zoey's scheme! Her plan had succeeded; after lying low for four years, Zoey probably hoped a guilt-ridden Fitch would treat her like a precious gem. Sharon's face darkened with resolve; she had to eliminate Zoey.

Fitch was merely confused, deceived by this woman's trickery.

He hadn't interacted with many women; of course, he was unaware of the depths of their cunning.