After three years of marriage, Wendy Stewart was used to Michael Lucas's sarcastic remarks, his frequent threats about getting divorced, and even his indulgence of a mistress. She thought that she could bear with this her entire life, until she accidentally got pregnant with a child that Michael did not want. Finally despondent, Wendy signed the divorce agreement and left. She thought they could have parted ways forever, but Michael refused to stop looking for her after the divorce. When they met again, she was the world's top designer. Smiling sweetly at her ex-husband, she said, "My dear, we're already divorced." Michael simply stared at her coldly, "Tell me, what will it take for us to reconcile?"
"Just call me if you have anything to discuss, or I could come over to your office," Timothy said.
"The manufacturer's team is here with three samples for each of the three design styles. For your review," Wendy said.
Noticing that he looked a little weird, Wendy looked concerned and asked, "What's wrong? You don't look well.
"Oh right. Didn't you say you were going to lunch? There I was, thinking that we might not find you in your office.
"But then, since we're just one floor apart, I thought we should still try. And, if you were out, we'd just come back later, after you'd had your lunch break."
"I don't look well?" Timothy chuckled.
Touching his face, he shook his head and said, "Perhaps I'm just hungry. No big deal.
We'll grab a bite to eat after we're done with the selection."
"You should look after your health too, " Wendy commented.