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?"
Wendy searched the entire bedroom but could not find the marriage certificate. She went to the other rooms and ransacked every possible place but nothing could be found. After one round of searching in all the rooms, she went back to the bedroom.
She rationalized that something as important as the marriage certificate should be kept in the bedroom. Did she miss a spot?
Wendy searched high and low in the bedroom again but still could not find a hint of it.
She sat on her bed. Her forehead had little beads of sweat and she rumbled, "How come it is nowhere to be found?"