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?"
Right then, all eyes had been focused on Leah. Only Timothy had noticed a figure hiding around the corner. He knew Mary still refused to see him. She was here to visit Leah but also still avoiding him.
"Eh? Where is she?" Mark was afraid that everyone would think he was lying and so he quickly explained, "It really was your grandma who brought me here. I had gone to Leah's house to look for her. But I couldn't go in. Then I met your grandma at the gate. She knew that I had gone there to see Leah, so she brought me to the hospital."
"Then why don't I see Grandma?" Leah sounded a little disappointed.
Wendy reached over and placed her hand on Leah's head. "Grandma probably has something she has to do," she told Leah gently. "Grandma loves you very much."
"Hm," Leah nodded her head meekly.
"Leah, what sickness do you have? Is it serious?" Mark looked at Leah's pale ashen face, his voice filled with worry.