Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1890

"Yeah, Mom's got a new beau now and doesn't need him or Dad anymore."

Sister Rosemary used to say that stepmothers could be wicked, leaving kids hungry, cold, and sometimes even selling them off to some godforsaken place in the boonies.

The more Nolan thought about it, the deeper his sense of loss became.

As recess rolled around, Zoey stepped out of the classroom and immediately spotted Fitch standing not too far away.

She wasn't exactly fond of the man, but he was, after all, Zion City's biggest investor. She owed him some courtesy.

"Mr. Haskins."

She called out and started heading to her office.

"Ms. March, are you off for a break now?"

Zoey forced a smile, not too keen on chatting, but managed to respond, "Yeah, in an hour the kids will have lunch. I need to get the storybook ready for our pre-meal reading."

"I'll join you."

"That won't be necessary, Mr. Haskins. I'm sure you're quite busy."

"Not at all."

Taking a deep breath, Zoey replied with feigned cheerfulness, "Really, it's fine. This sort of thing, I usually do with my boyfriend."

Fitch didn't budge, fiddling with his lighter that he had pulled out but hadn't used, twirling it between his fingers.

Seeing that he wasn't insisting, Zoey continued on her way.

As soon as she left, Fitch whipped out his phone and made a call.

Whatever was said on the other end made the corners of his mouth curl into a cold smirk.

"With an opportunity like this, I refuse to believe he'll pass it up. Have the official side send him an email."

"Yes, Mr. Haskins."

After hanging up, Fitch approached the classroom door, catching sight of Nolan staring blankly at the crafts they'd made.