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.

was still confused on how she ended up in

to himself as he contemplated, ‘If Sophie was indeed innocent, how will I face her again?’

of this possibility, he felt his face burned with shame and

had always suppressed this idea for the time being until he was able to

to open the door of his car, he spotted Sophie at the exit

legs were still in bad shape and she was limping as

man who seemed quite

one of his arms as he held her bag in

whispered something in her ear and

joy and Zac could see serenity and

scene was an eyesore for

man was the one in the photo!’ His fingers were turning white as his grip tightened

this time!’ He laughed angrily and the fury which was reflected in his eyes was far

received a phone call informing her of Sophie's

ordered in a cool voice, "Everything goes according

back to her

and the only friend she could rely

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she had lived in

felt that she couldn't hold on anymore and was about to surrender, she would go to a psychiatrist to

during those tough times

a nanny and settled

always

pleasant to talk with and

to