Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She couldn't fathom why she was plagued by these dreams, especially ones about Fitch.
Sweat coated her forehead, and her lips trembled.
Just then, Fitch entered the room, moving to sit beside her on the bed and instinctively reaching out to check her forehead.
Zoey recoiled instantly, avoiding his touch.
Suspicion filled her eyes as she clutched the blanket tightly.
Fitch's hand paused mid-air, his fingertips curling slightly before he withdrew.
"Nightmare?" he asked.
Zoey nodded. It was indeed a nightmare.
Even now, she felt a lingering fear, so much so that Fitch's familiar face seemed alien to her.
She had thought Fitch was unreasonable a few days ago, disregarding her opinions and acting like some cold, heartless king.
But the Fitch in her dreams was worse, seemingly torturing her on purpose. And those conversations at the police station-they trampled on her dignity.
She couldn't understand why she was so entangled with this man in her dreams.
Her heart felt uneasy. She even wished she could enter her dream and slap her tormented self.
Why degrade herself for a man? Why be so miserable?
But it was just a dream, not reality. If she let it affect her too much, she was being petty.
"I spoke with the preschool. You'll continue working there tomorrow. You wanted to know what's up with Nolan, right? He has autism. He's very attached to me. I brought him to Zion City because it's still unspoiled here, the air is clean, which might be good for his condition. He hasn't interacted much with others, so please keep an eye on him at school."
Autism?
Nolan, that adorable little boy, had such a condition. No wonder he almost fainted from a fever without saying a word.
Her heart ached.
"What about his mom?"
Could the rumors be true? Had his mother passed away?
Was the child's autism due to a lack of maternal love?
Fitch suddenly fell silent, his gaze fixed on her, unmoving.
Suddenly, a dog's bark echoed outside, followed by a large dog rushing in.
Its grey fur was glossy and well-kept.
Seeing Zoey, the dog sniffed the air excitedly, its tail wagging furiously.
Even Ozzy's enthusiastic tail-wagging couldn't elicit much reaction from Zoey.
It quickly ran to her, nudging her legs with its head.
Dogs have a good memory; it recognized her as its former owner.
Zoey felt overwhelmed by its affection, "Mr. Haskins, your dog is quite adorable."
She reached out to pet Ozzy's head.
Watching this, Fitch felt an almost unbearable urge to react.
"Zoey, I've taken good care of him," he suddenly said.
Zoey paused, then smiled, "Yes, can tell by his fur. And he looks like a mutt not at all what I'd expect."
She was surprised someone of Fitch's status would keep a mutt.
After petting the dog for a bit without a response, she turned. find him
emotion
lost in thought, apelet
hidden in his eyes
She immediately understood, "This dog was left by Nolan's mom?"
"Yes."
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It seemed Fitch truly loved his wife, now lost in memories triggered by the dog. "Mr. Haskins must have loved her a lot, to take such good care of her dog." The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest
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As she spoke, she saw him suddenly stand and walk out without a word.
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Zoey thought she might have
touched a nerve and immediately fell
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Fitch made his way to the end of the
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Stepping out, he lit a cigarette and began to smoke.
Did he truly love her?
He felt he didn't even deserve to use the word.
Admitting
now would only cause
disgust and revulsion once use
regained her memory.