The instruments were making a regular ticking sound, and I slowly opened my eyes. Every part of my body hurt, like a sharp pain in my heart. I reached out to touch my now-flat belly, feeling an intense emptiness inside me.The cold wind kept blowing in, making me shiver. This was my child, how could I not feel any pain? But I couldn't give him a happy life. I could only hope that in his next life, he would be in a joyful and loving home, where he would be cared for and protected, a life without worries.**When Zac arrived at the hospital, it seemed like he was gearing up for a confrontation, fueled by anger. However, all that anger dissipated instantly when he laid eyes on me. He looked at me, appearing fragile and vulnerable, attempting to speak but struggling to find the words.He took deep breaths, and his jaw tightened as he wrestled with his words. Finally, he managed to speak, his voice trembling, "Do you hate me this much? Is it enough to make you do this to yourself just to

Zac Saunders truly lived up to his reputation as a charmer in the business world. He effortlessly used fancy words and acted convincingly. I looked away and nonchalantly replied, "You've got it wrong. You're the one who cares too much about what others think.""All your clichéd arguments won't change my mind," I added. "And, let's be honest, you're not entirely against the idea of divorce. It’s just that you know that you won't find a better partner than me."I tilted my head and gave him a piercing look. "Plus, I have options, plenty of them," I asserted. "Without you, I'll do even better, but on the other hand, your future may not be as bright."In the past, I was like a vine, almost inseparable from him as I grew alongside him. Our relationship was always about sticking together through thick and thin, with a continuous flow of warmth and affection between us. This kind of confrontational situation, where we tore away the facade of love, was the first of its kind. Stripping awa

Overnight, the CEO of Saunders Corporation, Zac Saunders, found himself in a sexual assault scandal that made it to the headlines. Keywords like workplace harassment, forced socializing, and non-consensual relationships quickly pieced together a story.In a long video, Jemma cried, her face filled with sadness and anger, as she shared her painful history with the world. She talked about being pressured by Zac into a relationship and forced to accompany him to social events.With his police summons for investigation, the headlines and Jemma's claims were confirmed. Even though Zac was released from the police station quickly, the evidence was against him. He couldn't refute the accusations and had to bear the consequences.In a fit of anger, Zac repeatedly called Jemma’s number, but she remained unreachable. Little did he know that, right after cooperating with the police investigation, Jemma had already deactivated her phone card and gone into hiding.If Zac wanted to salvage the s

I slowly shook my head. I looked at him, inch by inch, carefully examining the man before me, the one I had deeply loved for fourteen years.Not too long ago, he had been bragging and telling me he just needed a break. He believed that with fourteen years of love, he was confident I wouldn't leave, so he didn't care about my feelings.But those words and actions of his haunted me in the midnight hours, causing me to toss and turn in self-inflicted agony. Now, I finally see things clearly. Whether it's me or Jemma, he probably never truly loved either of us. His true love is only for himself and that never-ending craving for something new.I took out the divorce papers and gave Zac a little smile. "Let's get a divorce, Zac."His eyes stayed fixed on those divorce papers as I handed him the pen. "Sign it."His hand shook when he took the pen, and his voice sounded rough, "Samantha, you're being really cruel."Maybe I was a bit cruel, but if I forgave everything, then all the pain I'd b

Later, I heard that Zac always believed he could make a comeback. He used the last of his savings for a big investment, but it all went wrong. He lost his house and car to the bank and had a huge debt. He took a job as a delivery driver and rented a dim, damp basement again.When I unexpectedly ran into Zac, he was sitting by the roadside, eating a cheap meal that cost less than ten dollars. He looked incredibly thin, with a hunched back and tanned skin. There were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, making him appear ten years older.After finishing his meal and wiping his mouth with a tissue, he noticed me. For a moment, he instinctively looked away, trying to act like he hadn't seen me. However, he soon stood up, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and walked over to me."It's been a while," he said.I nodded and replied, "Yes, it has."Zac noticed my new car, and his back seemed even more hunched. He managed a weak smile and said, "You've been doing better and better."I didn't