Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Tyler glanced at his watch and asked Zoey, “How much time do you need?”

“Just ten minutes.”

The two headed to a quiet private room. Zoey sat up straight, her posture at odds with the bruise on

her face.

There was something about her that made Tyler intuitively feel she wasn't as fragile as she appeared.

Maybe it was only in the face of Fitch that her backbone seemed to melt away. But that wasn't for him

to ponder. Love was a battlefield, and the first to surrender handed the other the weapons to wound.

“Tyler, I need to know about the Miller family. Carol is a friend of Ms. Pennyfeather, and I'm a bit

worried. I reached out to her today, but she kept saying everything was fine. Yet, the media has been

buzzing all day. Has her father really been locked up?”

While asking the question, Zoey had a hunch that the media reports were true - that Carol's father was

indeed behind bars. What was crucial now, however, was understanding what role Felix played in this.

If the president of the Miller Group was sent to the slammer by Felix himself, and he still insisted on

marrying Carol now, what was his endgame?

Was Carol being coerced? It was hard to picture a high-society girl like Carol from the Miller Group

being forced into marriage.

Since Carol was tight-lipped about the whole affair, Zoey had no choice but to seek the truth herself.

Tyler raised an eyebrow, surprised by Zoey's line of inquiry, “The Miller family, huh? Yeah, they've

collapsed this time. But who's to blame? Carol was love-blind, let the wolf in the door, and gave Felix

the chance.”

Zoey frowned, “Are you saying Felix had ulterior motives from the start? That he deliberately got close

to Carol?”

Tyler cracked a smile, summoned the manager, and ordered a round of drinks. Then he began to Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

slowly unravel the story.

“My guys looked into it. Years ago, Abner Miller was indeed in a car crash that killed three people - who

happened to be Felix's kin. Carol hid her family's wealth and started dating him, and Felix played the

long game, working multiple jobs. Was that love? Seemed more like playing house. Carol had a

reputation in these circles; the Miller Group is a top-five firm, after all. She used to be so proud, but for

Felix, she convinced her dad to let him intern at the Miller Group, even made some bet. Neither she nor

her mother expected Felix's endgame wasn't Carol - it was the entire Miller Group. He wanted her

mother behind bars. As for Felix's insistence on marrying Carol now, who knows if it's just to humiliate

her.”

Zoey felt a chill. She thought her bad luck ended with Murray, losing years of love and hundreds of

thousands. Now, hundreds of thousands didn't seem so daunting, and her feelings for Murray had long

vanished.

But for Carol, the true heiress, willing to defy her status for being with Felix, it was all deception from

start to finish, even landing her own father in jail.

Moreover, she'd sacrificed the Miller legacy, propelling a nobody like Felix to the Greenfield elite. His

persistence in marrying Carol could only be seen as humiliation.

Tyler poured Zoey a glass of juice, his tone nonchalant.

She didn't know what was happening on Maja's end. Massaging her temples, Zoey sighed, stood up,

and left. Reаd at

Just as she stepped out of the hotel, she spotted Fitch nearby, who was standing by his car, smoking in

the brisk night air. His trench coat fluttered in the wind.

What could Zoey want with Tyler?