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?"
"No..." Wendy's forehead beaded with cold sweat. She was very uneasy, and her hand was tightly grabbing onto something.
"Wendy... Wendy..." Michael's voice was anxious yet gentle, as if wanting to give Wendy some reassurance.
The voice by her ear gradually woke Wendy up from the nightmare. She opened her eyes and the orange light by the bed was warm and soothing.
Taking a deep breath, Wendy looked at the room in detail, then looked at Michael's familiar face before she snapped out of the nightmare.
"Nightmare?" Michael gently wiped the perspiration on Wendy's forehead and helped her to sit up. Reaching out to take the cup of water at the side table, Michael realized that it was empty. He then poured a cup of warm water for Wendy.
Wendy took the cup and swallowed a big gulp of water. She felt better.
Michael took the cup from her and placed it back onto the side table.