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
What Jemma wanted was simply the identity of a wealthy wife. As for who the man was, she didn't care.As for Zac, it was purely because he had gone off course in this relationship, and he had forgotten how much he used to love me. After we moved into the new house, he installed security cameras in our home because he was worried about my safety when he went on frequent business trips and I was left alone at home. Ironically, it was these forgotten security cameras that captured clear footage of the intimate scenes between him and Jemma when I wasn't at home. They also recorded how Jemma had instigated the two-year-old child at the staircase to pour shower gel. As for the furniture and shattered wedding photos, it was all her doing.At this moment, Zac was shocked, stiff as a rock. "So, you've known about all of this..."I interrupted him abruptly. "Speaking of Jemma, she was simply interested in your money. “Her main concern was securing her son's future. Jemma spent many years wit
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
After our divorce, Zac seemed to vanish for a while. His reputation had taken a hit, and despite holding the title of a company director, it was mostly an empty role. He had to sell off the dividends he'd received due to losses from his previous projects.When he reappeared, he started waiting for me downstairs day after day. I put on a coat and went down to see him. As our eyes met, his lips trembled, and he let out a bitter smile."Are you happy with how miserable I am now?" he asked.I stared at him in silence. He appeared disheveled and pitiful, but he had brought this upon himself.Tears welled up in Zac's eyes as he gazed at me, his voice filled with desperation. "Samantha, let's get back together, please? I was wrong, really wrong. Please give me a hand, save me."His face displayed immense pain, and it was hard to determine whether the greater agony stemmed from the losses he'd incurred due to the divorce or from the struggle to let go of our fourteen years together. He seem
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
I didn't see Jemma again until six months later. She came to my door with red eyes, demanding an explanation.She limped towards me and asked, "Why? I did what you told me. Why won’t you let me off?"Her frustrated look had some appeal. I raised an eyebrow and casually asked her, "Jemma, what did I do?"What could I have done? All I did was take some action after learning that she had gotten involved with a new man again. Jemma still had some tricks up her sleeve. She used the old made-up story to deceive a man who cared about her. As for me, I had no choice but to find the man's contact information and tell him the truth about what happened between Jemma and Zac.She was so angry that her whole body was shaking. "How can you break your word like this!"I nodded briefly, "You can think that way if you want.""But, Jemma, recall carefully," I continued, "I only promised not to harm your son. As for you, I didn't make any promises."After a long silence, Jemma suddenly burst into tea
The news about Zac and Jemma got out through that man, leading to another scandal. Jemma's reputation was completely ruined. Probably because she had no other choice, she married an elderly man who had a history of domestic violence.One day, I ran into Jemma while I was out for dinner. Her face was covered in bruises. She stood in front of the glass door of a French restaurant, looking inside longingly. The old man slapped her on the back, saying, "What are you looking at? Do you even deserve to eat here?"She turned her gaze away, and by chance, our eyes met. In that moment, her face displayed a mix of humiliation and resentment. However, in just a few seconds, everything turned numb and silent again. She was pulled away by the old man, and her son followed behind them. He noticed me and lowered his head in shame, saying, "Miss, I want to apologize."People were bustling at the mall entrance, and the sun was a bit too strong. I shielded my eyes from the intense light with my han
The day I discovered Zac was cheating, I smashed everything in the house. The maid frantically called him multiple times."Mr. Saunders, Mrs. Saunders is having another fit at home."I stood there in a daze, then slumped onto the carpet. When Zac rushed back, his face bore deep weariness."Sammi, what's wrong with you again?" he asked as he loosened his tie with a tired hand. Seeing the knot he held, I had a moment of confusion. In the morning, I had tied a Windsor knot for him. But now, it was a complicated Eldredge knot - the only knot style Jemma Jacobs, his former secretary, could tie. Back when she was still his secretary, she was always clumsy with her tasks. Yet, Zac was unusually patient with her. I had asked him the reason once, and he explained to me, "Sammi, she has that same determination you do." At that time, I didn't think much of it, assuming he just wanted to give a newcomer in the workplace a chance.Things only started to change when Zac began talking about her mo
The news about Zac and Jemma got out through that man, leading to another scandal. Jemma's reputation was completely ruined. Probably because she had no other choice, she married an elderly man who had a history of domestic violence.One day, I ran into Jemma while I was out for dinner. Her face was covered in bruises. She stood in front of the glass door of a French restaurant, looking inside longingly. The old man slapped her on the back, saying, "What are you looking at? Do you even deserve to eat here?"She turned her gaze away, and by chance, our eyes met. In that moment, her face displayed a mix of humiliation and resentment. However, in just a few seconds, everything turned numb and silent again. She was pulled away by the old man, and her son followed behind them. He noticed me and lowered his head in shame, saying, "Miss, I want to apologize."People were bustling at the mall entrance, and the sun was a bit too strong. I shielded my eyes from the intense light with my han
I didn't see Jemma again until six months later. She came to my door with red eyes, demanding an explanation.She limped towards me and asked, "Why? I did what you told me. Why won’t you let me off?"Her frustrated look had some appeal. I raised an eyebrow and casually asked her, "Jemma, what did I do?"What could I have done? All I did was take some action after learning that she had gotten involved with a new man again. Jemma still had some tricks up her sleeve. She used the old made-up story to deceive a man who cared about her. As for me, I had no choice but to find the man's contact information and tell him the truth about what happened between Jemma and Zac.She was so angry that her whole body was shaking. "How can you break your word like this!"I nodded briefly, "You can think that way if you want.""But, Jemma, recall carefully," I continued, "I only promised not to harm your son. As for you, I didn't make any promises."After a long silence, Jemma suddenly burst into tea
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
After our divorce, Zac seemed to vanish for a while. His reputation had taken a hit, and despite holding the title of a company director, it was mostly an empty role. He had to sell off the dividends he'd received due to losses from his previous projects.When he reappeared, he started waiting for me downstairs day after day. I put on a coat and went down to see him. As our eyes met, his lips trembled, and he let out a bitter smile."Are you happy with how miserable I am now?" he asked.I stared at him in silence. He appeared disheveled and pitiful, but he had brought this upon himself.Tears welled up in Zac's eyes as he gazed at me, his voice filled with desperation. "Samantha, let's get back together, please? I was wrong, really wrong. Please give me a hand, save me."His face displayed immense pain, and it was hard to determine whether the greater agony stemmed from the losses he'd incurred due to the divorce or from the struggle to let go of our fourteen years together. He seem
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
What Jemma wanted was simply the identity of a wealthy wife. As for who the man was, she didn't care.As for Zac, it was purely because he had gone off course in this relationship, and he had forgotten how much he used to love me. After we moved into the new house, he installed security cameras in our home because he was worried about my safety when he went on frequent business trips and I was left alone at home. Ironically, it was these forgotten security cameras that captured clear footage of the intimate scenes between him and Jemma when I wasn't at home. They also recorded how Jemma had instigated the two-year-old child at the staircase to pour shower gel. As for the furniture and shattered wedding photos, it was all her doing.At this moment, Zac was shocked, stiff as a rock. "So, you've known about all of this..."I interrupted him abruptly. "Speaking of Jemma, she was simply interested in your money. “Her main concern was securing her son's future. Jemma spent many years wit
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
After Zac left, Jemma also came to the hospital room, dressed inconspicuously with a baseball cap and a mask, attempting to conceal her identity. I asked her, "Are you ready with your preparations?"Jemma looked at me with a blank expression, hesitating for a moment before speaking, "Miss Lewis, you and Zac are married for so many years. Are you really going to be so heartless towards him?"I picked up a glass of water and took a sip, giving her a slight glance. "If I show mercy to him, it means I'll be ruthless to you. How does that sound?"The atmosphere momentarily grew tense. Jemma was stunned for a while before realizing her lapse in judgment. She quickly stood up and said, "Miss Lewis, rest assured, I will do my best."She was about to leave when I called out, tapping the edge of the bed with my hand. "Jemma," I said, "Don't entertain any devious thoughts. Think about your son.""I... I understand," she stammered. Watching her hurriedly depart, my thoughts were somewhat perple
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