Chapter 4
The final day of our divorce cooling–off period happened to fall on the anniversary of Zayn and me getting together.
He reserved a fancy Michelin–starred restaurant, saying he wanted to
celebrate.
When serving the dishes, the waitress accidentally spilled soup on Zayn.
He looked ready to explode. But when he noticed her eyes above the mask, he held back.
The waitress quickly apologized, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Lloyd. Let me help you clean up.”
Zayn glanced at me with a hint of apology. I gently comforted him.
“It’s fine. Go ahead.
I quietly followed them to the lounge.
Zayn’s voice dropped low. “Didn’t I warn you? If you dare to make trouble in front of my wife again, we’re done.”
Natalie replied coquettishly, “I didn’t mean to, but this dress is too pretty -I can’t wait to let you see it.”
Zayn sounded stunned. “No bra?”
Right after, I heard moans from both of them through the door.
I stepped away and called my lawyer. “Can I get the divorce certificate tomorrow?”
When he said yes, I calmly returned to the table.
Zayn came back holding a diamond necklace.
I recognized instantly that it was the royal necklace he bought at the auction for 15 million.
“Eleanor, this is for you.
“I’m sorry that I couldn’t protect you and our baby. I’ll love you more than before.”
1 responded perfunctorily, and Zayn could tell I wasn’t paying attention.
“Do you not like it?”
Before I could respond, his phone rang.
When he answered, Natalie’s panicked voice came through, crying. “Zayn, help me! Someone kidnapped me. I’m on the rooftop!”
Zayn’s expression shifted. He grabbed my arm, hurrying upstairs.
When we got there, the kidnapper held a knife to Natalie’s neck. “You shut down my factory and left me with nothing, Zayn! Now I’ll drag your wife down with me!”
Zayn only panicked for a second, then suddenly smiled.
“You called her my wife? Then who’s standing next to me?”
That one line left the kidnapper stunned.
Iknew Zayn was trying to shift the target from Natalie to me.
And it worked. The kidnapper reacted and slapped Natalie. “How dare you trick me!”
Chapter 4
Then, he took advantage of the chaos and dashed toward me. “Mrs. Lloyd, you’re in my hands now.”
I stepped aside and asked Zayn calmly, “Mr. Lloyd, isn’t he right?
“She’s no different from your wife.
“She may be a mistress, but she’s still the one you care about most, isn’t she?”
