The Diary Of My Dead Wife

A month later, Sophie was discharged from the hospital.But it was a bleak day for her.

No one was there to pick her up.

Her parents did not care about her, to the point that they had already forgotten her whole existence.

Her ex-husband had never loved her and she had been living in dire straits for the past three years.

On top of that, she didn't even have a single friend who can pick her up from the hospital.

Zac knew the situation she was in.

So he drove to the hospital early that morning, however, he hesitated at the door.

He wasn't sure whether he should go in or not.

After what happened at their last encounter, he didn't know why he still felt a little sorry for her.

He thought that there was a huge possibility that Sophie had only told him her child wasn't his out of spite.

He knew better how much she loved him, so how could she cheat on him whom she had loved deeply.

‘Sophie said that the man in those photos was her psychiatrist.Was there something wrong with her mental health? How come she never told me about this?’ As for the child in her belly, he knew that she thought about telling him about it.

He could still remember that one afternoon, she asked him over the phone if they could remain married if she can prove her innocence.

‘She wanted to tell me the news of her pregnancy, right?’ However, at that time, he was too confused to give her a clear answer.

In addition, there were too many uncertain points about Edith’s car accident and he needed time to sort them out.

the same time, he was still confused on how

sighed to himself as he contemplated, ‘If Sophie was

time he thought of this possibility, he felt his face burned with shame

why he had always suppressed this idea for the time

as he was about to open the door of his car,

were still in bad shape and she was limping as she walked down

man who seemed quite

as he held her bag in

something in her ear and she

pure joy and Zac could see serenity and pure trust reflected in her eyes as she stared

was an eyesore

in the photo!’ His fingers

this time!’ He laughed angrily and the fury which was reflected

a phone call informing her of Sophie's

voice, "Everything goes according to plan.Sophie is already out of

back to her rented

was her psychologist and the only friend she could rely

was a very trustworthy

three years, she had lived in pain and

hold on anymore and was about to surrender, she would go to a

during those tough

and settled everything

had always

with

to have