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Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1902

He scowled and took a few steps forward, trying to pull Zoey towards him.

But Zoey recoiled, avoiding his grasp with a frown creasing her brow. She truly couldn't figure out Fitch anymore. With his wealth and good looks, why was he picking a fight with her?

Fitch's expression darkened even more at her evasion. He slowly retracted his empty hand, chuckling lightly.

Sensing the challenge, Henry, as a fellow man, couldn't help but get heated. "Zoey, did he hurt you?"

Just as Zoey was about to shake her head, Henry grabbed her wrist to inspect it. Upon seeing the red mark where she had been grabbed, his tone instantly turned icy. "Did he abuse you?"

Zoey didn't want to escalate the situation and quickly shook her head. "No, Henry, we..."

But before she could finish, Fitch's brooding voice cut in. "Enough."

He raised his hand and forcefully pulled Zoey towards him. Henry was surprised by his brutality and swung a punch towards Fitch's face. Fitch's head jerked to the side, and he instinctively kicked Henry.

No one in Greenfield, or anywhere for that matter, dared to treat him like this.

The power disparity between grown men can be substantial. Fitch, having been through rigorous military training, was skilled in combat. Henry, on the other hand, always played by the rules and was no match for him.

The kick was harsh, and Henry spat out blood.

Zoey, petrified, saw the bodyguards moving to handle Henry and pushed Fitch away in panic. "Have you lost your mind? You can't just start hitting people!"

As the bodyguards were about to intervene, Zoey tried to make them stop, but Fitch's hands wrapped tightly around her waist from behind.

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