Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Fitch knew she was doing it for their child, but he couldn't help feeling content.

He was well aware of how tender-hearted Zoey was and shamelessly took advantage of it. The thought of her leaving was unbearable, making him lose interest in everything else. Nolan was his ace in the hole, and recently, he had been making sure Nolan spent every day with her.

He knew how lovable Nolan was, especially to Zoey, his own mother. Others couldn't help but be drawn to the child, and for Zoey, he was a part of her.

Over the past month, Zoey had grown increasingly fond of Nolan, to the point where she couldn't bear to let him go. The car accident earlier that day had only heightened her fears. She was terrified of making any rash decisions that might tear their family apart.

Fitch held her tightly, silently grateful for the accident.

He had considered pulling a stunt like Felix, orchestrating an accident to push Zoey closer. But he was terrified that Zoey wouldn't care about his wellbeing.

In her heart, he had little weight. Whatever soft spot she had for him was solely because of his dedication to their child over the past four years.

He couldn't risk gambling with Nolan's safety, not only because he didn't want to use his son as a pawn but also because he genuinely loved Nolan too much to put him in danger. This accident, though unplanned, seemed to push everything in the right direction.

He felt a mix of relief and pain-relief that things were looking up, and pain seeing Zoey still so soft-hearted after everything, still showing her gentle side to her family. "Honey, I know you might not believe anything I say right now, but let's take our time. I'll prove myself to you," he said, hoping for understanding.

Zoey didn't respond; she just gently pushed him away and took Nolan's hand.

Nolan looked up, his eyes shining with excitement, knowing his mom was coming home with them.

"Mommy, Nolan will be good, I swear," he pledged, imitating the gestures he'd seen on TV shows, "forever, never let you down."

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She bent down and scooped him into her arms.

But Fitch's tone darkened, "Nolan, your mom is still hurt. You should walk."

Zoey shot him a glare, "It's just a minor injury."

Fitch felt a pang of jealousy. The more affection Nolan received from her, the less attention he got as a husband.

He tried to hide his feelings, "After all, he's going to be a man. We need to foster independence."

His comment felt like a backhanded criticism.

Zoey's expression turned cold, "Then Nolan and I will move out."

Fitch panicked and quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, "That's not what I meant. I just think, eventually, Nolan will grow up and get a girlfriend. It wouldn't look good if she thought he was a mama's boy. Haven't you seen the news online?NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Mama's boys are frowned upon these days."

Nolan, nestled comfortably in Zoey's arms, piped up.

"Nolan is not a mama's boy. Nolan protects Mommy."

Zoey shot Fitch another look, as if to say, "See, even the child understands better than you."

Fitch was at a loss for words, feeling a mix of disappointment and resignation.

The family of three returned home, where Fitch started his recovery. However, he couldn't ignore the fact that Zoey was giving him the cold shoulder, and it wasn't just the usual kind.