Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1662

She had a whirlwind of words trapped inside her chest and ready to burst forth, but she knew Fitch wasn't the type to listen, since he never was keen on hearing her speak.

Her lips quivered as she tried to muster a smile for him, only to find it an impossible feat.

"Fitch."

She still wanted to ask, "Did you ever care, even for just a second?"

But Fitch had already turned away and made his way over to Mia, before he murmured something in her ear.

Zoey stood beside a few police officers, her gaze dropping to the handcuffs encircling her wrists.

There was no need to ask; his actions cut deeper than words ever could.

Fitch left the police station, grabbed Mia by the hand, and practically hurled her into the car.

"I've sorted out your ticket to fly abroad. Leave now and never come back."

Mia understood. She had crossed his line.

Her proud brother could never tolerate being played.

She felt a sense of twisted satisfaction—Zoey was locked up, and Belinda was still enduring torture with that despicable man.

Mia's lips curled into a smirk, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

"Got it, Fitch."

Fitch didn't even glance at her; he simply ordered the driver to move out.

The news of Zoey's imprisonment caught Star Movie Group off guard, and it didn’t reach them until three days later.

Elvis had been unable to reach Zoey, as had everyone else. Just as he was about to call the police, they rang him up.

He thought he was hallucinating. Zoey running someone over and deliberately crushing them? It didn't sound like something she'd do. He rushed to the police station.

But they wouldn't let him see her. Out of options, he called Maja.

Maja had been quietly focusing on her pregnancy since Fitch and Tyler left.

She still dreamed of Ian every night, and her mind was a troubled sea.

So when she heard about Zoey's predicament, her head began to ache instinctively.

"She ran someone over three times?"

"Mr. Pennyfeather, that's the story from the police. The victim's family accepted the settlement, and the final sentence was reduced to one year. But it all seems so rushed, and I can't find any information on the victim. It's like someone's covering it up, probably to keep us from reaching out to the family."

Weary from the stress of Ian's disappearance, Maja rubbed her temple. But she had no choice now; she had to return to Greenfield.