Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1304
Her gaze fell to the ground, silent, as the girl casually motioned to the nearby bodyguards.
“Get her out of here,” she ordered with a sneer. And remember her face. She’s banned from our estate. Next time I see her,
she’ll get a taste of my fist Trying to seduce someone? Of all people, my brother? Ugh, she made him show up late to the party”
Zoey was dragged away as if she were nothing more than a rag doll, her dignity and pride stripped away in an instant
The well–to–do young ladies continued to cackle with glee
Tve got the photos,” one bragged
“And I’ve captured the whole thing on video If she dares show her face around my brother again, I’ll use this to utterly humiliate
her another chimed in, as their laughter echoed through the night
When Zoey was tossed out onto the street, her body felt as though it were falling apart
She struggled to her feet, straightening her tattered dress as best as she could
Inside the mansion, the young and influential of the family mingled, while the older generation had long retired for the night,
leaving the hall a playground for the privileged The man who just stayed with Zoey in his car, sat at the center, already several
drinks deep.
The others quickly returned to their talk of the latest stock market buzz ignoring Zoey’s distress call. After all, the car keys were
with the driver, who only took orders from the man himself So, at worst, she had been merely threatened, nothing more
He shrugged off the incident and dove back into the conversation about the economy
As the group of women entered, he frowned briefly but didn’t give it much thought To him, Zoey was an outsider, and a little
roughing up was no big deal Occasionally, he stared blankly into his glass, not even understanding his own distraction
Zoey had a long walk ahead of her, a stretch where taxis were scarce. She took off her high heels, clutching them in her hand,
and trekked onward, guided by the streetlights Suddenly, a luxury car pulled up–a latecomer to the party. The driver, a cocky
man, whistled at her Her disheveled appearance and the marks on her neck led him to mistake her for a woman of the night
“Hey, beautiful girl, need a ride? I can show you a good time,” he offered.

Zoey ignored him and kept walking. The man, enraged at being snubbed, signaled his driver to grab her.
Hearing footsteps. Zoey broke into a desperate run, only to trip and fall, skinning her palms
The driver and bodyguards, seeing her fall, slowed their pursuit, taunting her, “Why stop? Keep running.”
Zoey clenched her teeth, trembling with anger and feeling utterly powerless. She cursed herself for getting entangled with that
man, for being forward in the car She ignored the bleeding from her feet and pressed on
The rich playboy, seeing her determination directed his bodyguards with a scowl
“Drag her to that tree over there I refuse to believe I can’t conquer one woman”
They pulled Zoey to the tree, where the man quickly closed in, his eyes lighting up at her beauty
“Pretty thing, arent you? Stay still, I’ll be gentle.”
Disgusted. Zoey tried to push him away, but he grabbed her chin firmly
“Who gave you that slap mark? No sense of chivalry, I see.”
“Get lost
But he wouldn’t. Instead, he lifted her against the tree
“Darling I’m not going anywhere tonight, he sneered.
Realizing his intentions. Zoey began to scream wildly, her hand flailing in a slap that narrowly missed his face.
He frowned, weighing her up.
“Playing hard to get in the middle of the night, you dressed like that. Aren’t you just begging for attention?”
“Go away! Leave me alone
Zoey struggled in vain, her strength nothing compared to his
His phone rang, and he glanced at the flashing name on the screen, his expression turning to disgust