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?"
Timothy squatted in the corner, bits and pieces of his past were coming back to him.
He never thought that he would hear any news about Sylvia again after so many years. He had thought that the two of them would never meet again. Their past would then be like a dream, lost without any trace.
"Time's up!" The prison guard's harsh voice rang in Timothy's ears.
He took a deep breath and held back the tears. Then he stood up and returned to where he belonged.
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After ending the call, Wendy's face was filled with joy. She gripped the cellphone, turned to Michael and exclaimed, "He agreed."
"I heard everything," Michael said. He was very excited too.
Wendy tiptoed to put her hands around Michael's neck. She kissed his forehead joyfully.
Michael was slightly taken aback by her sudden kiss. By the time he snapped out of his shock, Wendy had already let go of him.