Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

When Zoey stepped out of the kitchen, her cheeks were still a rosy hue.

By chance, Nolan caught sight of her, raising an eyebrow before becoming even more convinced that Mommy always got shy around Daddy. Was this what liking someone was all about?

Hadn't Daddy said once that a girl's blush was worth more than anything?

He immediately felt a surge of happiness. As long as Mommy liked Daddy, they could recognize each other sooner.

As Zoey settled back into the couch, it was clear as day that Nolan's mood had taken a turn for the better.

It was rare for the boy to wear his heart on his sleeve, but in the short time Zoey had been here, he had slowly started to open up.

Fitch hadn't lied to her; her presence indeed had a positive effect on Nolan's condition.

After dinner, as the clock struck seven in the evening, Zoey caught wind of the news about a grand fireworks show happening tonight, just about two miles from the mansion.

The itch to see it grew within her, and noticing Nolan had already fallen asleep, she decided to discuss it with Fitch.

"I'm thinking of stepping out for a bit."

Fitch, paperwork in hand, seemed to flinch at her words.

Feeling a bit awkward, Zoey added, "Nolan's asleep, and I heard there's a fireworks show in Greenfield tonight. Mr. James, a renowned fireworks artist, is behind it. I'd love to check it out." Fitch didn't respond, prompting Zoey to turn around.

"I'll be back in three hours."

She had barely taken a few steps when she heard footsteps behind her.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'll come with you."

"There's no need. I can have the driver take me."

For some reason, she felt Fitch wasn't too thrilled about it.

Sitting in the same car, Zoey couldn't shake off the chilly vibe between them.

She had never been to Greenfield before, yet the fleeting landscapes through the window felt eerily familiar.

Several times, she could even guess the names of the buildings they passed, leading to a growing silence between them.

Fitch's grip tightened on the armrest as he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zoey frowned, unable to pinpoint the

feeling, especially when they passe

a particular building. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Stop the car."

The driver immediately pulled over.

Zoey looked up, her gaze fixed on a sign far too familiar, her brows furrowing.

She asked Fitch, "Is this an entertainment company?"

The stars featured on the large screen seemed so familiar, yet she couldn't recall their names.

Fitch remained silent, offering a noncommittal hum.

The building Zoey was staring at was none other than the Star Movie Group headquarters.

The faces adorning the exterior were those of celebrities Zoey had once worked with.

Fitch realized time was running out.

He had thought they had two more months, time enough to ease into things, but Zoey wasn't a puppet. Seeing Greenfield tonight, her desire to explore would only grow, and it was only a matter of time before she remembered.

It could be today, or maybe tomorrow.

And right now, she didn't even like

him. If she found out about

every he'd likely leave v

without

a second thought.

Fitch's expression darkened as he listened to her continue.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I should know them. They're so beautiful, and this building... it feels so familiar."

This was where she had worked, where she had vowed to dedicate her life to Maja.

But life's unpredictability makes fools of us all. When we make promises, we believe we can keep them.

But then, reality hits, and obstacles abound.

Suddenly, Zoey felt a pang of inexplicable sadness.

Hearing Fitch ask, "Still want to see the fireworks?" she suddenly lost all interest in the show.

What she wanted was to explore the building.

"Fitch, I'd like to take a look inside this building."