Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

At that moment, she finally understood the kinds of things people do when they're not in their right mind. The awkwardness was so intense she wished she could just vanish from the face of the earth. Fitch pocketed his phone and pulled her close. "Having second thoughts?"

Zoey's cheeks flamed even hotter, her blush spreading to her neck. They stayed like that for a while, her eyelashes fluttering down, "No, it's just..."

Everything had happened so fast between them. And considering she had just broken up with her boyfriend, did he really not mind at all? His eagerness almost gave her the illusion that he had an ulterior motive. But Fitch was leagues above her in every aspect. What could he possibly want from her?

She couldn't figure it out, nor understand the nature of his enthusiasm. Yet, as she gazed at his gentle face, she suddenly felt a desire to give in. After all, thinking back on their time since they met in Zion City, Fitch hadn't done anything to truly hurt her. Once you start thinking like that, the scales in your heart slowly begin to tip.

Zoey, held in his embrace, heard him ask softly, "Hungry for anything?" After all the commotion and the long sleep, she must be hungry. When Zoey couldn't decide, he went ahead and prepared some food for her.

She got dressed in new clothes and felt clean all over, probably taken care of while she was asleep. Blushing again, she walked into the living room to find him working on a laptop, an unmistakable smile on his face. Liking someone can't be faked, and seeing his obvious mood shift made her heart soften. Why couldn't it be that he genuinely liked her?Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

They slowly enjoyed breakfast, and he wiped off some milk from her lip, sending a shiver down her spine. Feeling utterly drained, Fitch wrapped an arm around her waist and led her to the couch. "Let's just rest here, we can head back in the afternoon."

"Nolan was home alone last night, he's okay, right?"

"He's fine, someone was there with him."

Zoey felt awkward, unsure how to adapt to this sudden change in her relationship status. But Fitch seemed to adapt quickly, never once moving his hand from her waist Thinking it over, Zoey decided not to fuss and simply leaned into fim, drifting back to sleep. The warmth of the room and her exhaustion lulled her into a deep sleep.

Fitch continued to work, occasionally glancing at her peaceful face. Noticing the dark circles under her eyes, he couldn't help but poke her cheek gently She frowned and mumbled in a

half asleep whine, "Stop it."

That simple gesture struck straight to his heart, making him chuckle softly, and he refrained from bothering her further.

When Zoey woke up in the

afternoon, she felt refreshed.

However, returning to the villa with

with

Fitch made her anxious again. After all, in Nolan's eyes, she was now his stepmom. Even though Nolan liked her would he accept this new dynamic?

And Fitch's joy was so palpable, it was impossible to fake. Especially when he started calling her by a new name. "Honey, what do you want for dinner?"

The term was so intimate and yet so foreign, considering they weren't even officially married yet. Zoey sat frozen on the couch, especially with Nolan there, she hurriedly tried to explain. "Nolan, here's the thing, your daddy and I..."

Before she could finish, Nolan's eyes lit up, and he sweetly called out, "Mommy."