Chapter 17

In the city center, in a spacious three-bedroom suite… This was Zachary and Wendy's marital home, where they had lived together for five years. But now, in the bedroom of their marriage, Wendy was venting her fury by smashing everything she could find. "Zachary, you bastard! How could you cheat on me?" Wendy cried, her eyes reddening as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. She muttered to herself repeatedly while throwing things around in a fit of rage. Her heart was filled with resentment for Zachary, yet she couldn't deny her lingering love for him. After five years together, she wasn't heartless. How could she not have feelings for Zachary? When he had proposed divorce, it had felt like a knife to her heart. Still, she firmly believed that without her, Zachary would be miserable. After all, the money he had given her as a wedding gift had gone to her parents. Without money, without her to shield him from the storms of life, Zachary's days would be tough. She was sure