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?"
"Ms. Swift, please let him know yourself." The person who made the call, already smiling and walking back, handed his phone to Wendy.
Wendy didn't want to pick it up, so the person put Christian on speaker. The airport was a bit noisy, but she was close enough to hear the phone.
Of course, Wendy didn't take the initiative to speak, it was Christian who spoke first, "Ms. Swift, they were indeed sent by me to greet you. I have arranged everything, and the only thing you need to do is to follow them."
"Sorry, we have arranged everything ourselves already," Wendy said.
"Please don't be too polite to me. After all, we are all old friends." Christian said it in a very friendly way, but he obviously didn't mean to give in. "I am quite busy today and have to go now, see you tonight." Christian hung up the phone.
The leading person smiled and said, "Ms. Swift, Mr. Lewis, please come this way."