Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Zoey was touched once again, and she felt the urge to whip up something in the kitchen, but Miranda stopped her in her tracks.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

So she settled for helping out by watering the plants.

"Mom, is Dad meeting with that investor everyone's been talking about lately?" Zoey asked.

"Yes, he's quite the big shot over in Greenfield. Your father wouldn't have been called over if it wasn't important. I'm a bit worried about him, though. He's straightforward, a bit of a lone wolf, doesn't know how to schmooze. Back in the day, he was on covert operations and never really got the hang of mingling. Over in Greenfield, he always got the short end of the stick from his peers. If he slips up at this kind of event, he might just get chewed out."

"Don't worry, Mom, it'll be fine. If this investor is really from high society, I'm sure he'll be understanding."

Miranda sighed and patted her on the shoulder.

"Let's drop it. Remember the koi your dad brought home last time? I have no idea where he got it from. He doesn't seem to get that you can't just catch a koi in a river. Zoey, go feed it, will you? We don't want it dying on us and have your dad on our case."

Zoey chuckled to herself; she was no longer a little girl who believed koi were caught in rivers. Curtis was just trying to charm her.

"Got it, I'll feed it right now."

Miranda put down her watering can. "I'll go start on dinner. You can watch some TV after feeding the fish."

As Miranda approached the house, her cell phone lit up. It was Rachel, reaching out for the first time in four years.

[How's Zoey doing?]

After a moment's thought, Miranda sent a reply.

[She's doing well, always smiling. Let's not keep in touch anymore. She's a vigilant girl, and neither Curtis nor I want to delve into her past. She's been our daughter since four years ago.]

[I understand. Don't worry, I won't contact you again.]

Four years ago, Rachel had arranged for Zoey to move to another city, but then news came from Zoey's father.

After the divorce, Zoey's father had moved to the countryside near Zion City and became a rural schoolteacher.

He passed away trying to save a girl from drowning one winter. That girl, who didn't live to see her twentieth birthday due to another drowning incident, was Curtis's biological daughter. She had been sent to that town for protection, as it was also Curtis's hometown.

Unfortunately, she didn't make it to adulthood.

Curtis and Miranda had been trying to reach out to the rescuer's family ever since, without success.

It wasn't until four years ago that they finally connected with Zoey.

But Zoey had lost all her memories after taking some medication, so it was Rachel who answered the call.

Rachel, upon hearing that they also

carried the last name March and owed a debt of gratitude to Zoey's father, and that the elderly couple wanted to take Zoey in, was convinced to send her there.

Zoey had had a rough time in Greenfield and was eager to leave and start anew. Rachel, about to go undercover and constantly in danger, hadn't been in touch for years.

Now, hearing that Zoey had found her smile, no longer living in despair like four years ago, Rachel was content to not disturb her peace. Meanwhile, Curtis watched others at the event fawning over Fitch and felt out of his depth. Sitting still, he didn't participate.

Someone noticed and took offense.

"Curtis, come over and toast Mr. Haskins. What's the matter? Aren't you from Greenfield? Can't you even handle a simple social event like this?"