Chapter 8
I glanced at Gigi, who was standing behind Zachary. From the moment I mentioned the word divorce, she couldn’t keep the smile off her face.
Zachary tracked my gaze. Noticing the joy in her expression, he froze, but he quickly acted as if he hadn’t seen a thing. He simply stood there in silence.
After a while, he said, “Are you sure you want to get a divorce? You should know that with your family background, it won’t be easy for you to marry someone like me again.”
My heart stung when he mentioned my family background.
When we first got married, I asked him multiple times whether or not he cared that I came from a family that favored my brother over me. If he told me he did or even hesitated when he answered, I would’ve reconsidered my relationship with him. However, at the time, it
didn’t seem like it mattered to him.
The last of my feelings for him finally vanished, but he tried to salvage our marriage by saying, “You should give this more careful consideration, Annette. Think about how well my mother treats you! You’ll break her heart by divorcing me!”
The fact that he brought up Marie made me laugh. I laughed heartily. I laughed until my tears started flowing.
Zachary still had no idea he no longer had a mother.
My laughter made Zachary trepidatious.
“H–Have you gone mad?” he asked.
I tossed Marie’s death certificate and the hospital invoices at his face, saying, “That’s right. I’ve gone mad, but I’m still better than you, you idiot. Why don’t you see for yourself who
was killed in that accident?”
Zachary picked up the hospital invoices. The moment he saw the patient’s name, his eyes
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widened. Marie’s name was printed on every single one of them.
