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?"
"Leah..." Mark stood at Leah's bedside looking intently at her face. "Leah, how are you feeling?"
The effects of the anesthesia had yet to completely wear off, and although Leah was feeling some discomfort, she smiled and shook her head.
Her fingers moved, and she felt something in her hand.
Lifting her hand weakly, she saw the chocolate Mark had given her still in her hand, and her smile grew wider. "I still have my chocolate."
"Yes, you still have it." Mark nodded with a grin.
"Thank you for the chocolate," Leah said.
"I'll bring you more tomorrow," Mark promised.
"Leah can't eat chocolate now. How about you bring her more in a few days' time when she can eat them?" Paul suggested.
"It's okay. I will give them to her first. She can eat them later when she is able to," Mark replied.
Paul did not comment further on the matter.