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' looked at the wound from the gunshot on Michael's thigh. It was still bleeding profusely.
"Of course, it is worth it. As long as you are safe and sound," Michael was relieved when he saw Wendy coming back in one piece.
"I am fine. Let's go to the hospital now. Your wound needs to be attended to at once." 'Wendy' helped Michael stand and put his arm over her shoulder as they wobbled to the car. Evan came over to help as well.
The helicopter rose into the air. But by then, no one had their eyes on the helicopter.
In the helicopter, Wendy was by the window. As she looked down at Michael and the woman, tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her hand and banged on the window while shouting Michael's name out loud. But Michael could not hear at all. The helicopter rose even higher, and soon, Wendy could not see Michael's car anymore.