Unwanted Marriage: Honey, No More Divorce!

Chapter 470: Don’t Lie To Me

After hanging up the phone, Michael stretched out his hand to help Wendy. He then said in a very gentle tone, "Wendy, let’s go. Mr. York will pick us up downstairs. We will go back by helicopter, and soon we will see Leah and Jake."

Wendy stood up, but she didn’t move her feet.

"What’s the matter, Wendy? What’s wrong?" Michael looked at her worriedly.

At this time, any move by Wendy made Michael frightened.

"Michael, that letter was really sent by mistake, right?" Wendy’s eyes were red.

She turned to look at Michael as if she was waiting for Michael’s affirmative answer.

"Yes, it was the wrong one," Michael nodded and followed Wendy’s words to comfort her. "Shall we leave here first? Don’t you miss Leah and Jake? They miss you too; we will go back soon. And we will see them soon."

"It was the wrong one, it was the wrong one," Wendy whispered in a low voice, over and over again.

"Wendy?" Michael helped Wendy and pushed her forward slightly with his hands, but Wendy stood motionless.

Michael didn’t dare to use too much force for fear that Wendy could not stand steady and would fall down.

"Wendy?" Michael yelled several times, but Wendy seemed to have not heard him, still muttering the sentence, "That was the wrong letter".

At this time, Michael panicked completely.

He pushed his hands harder, trying to shake Wendy sober, "Wendy! Can you hear me?"

Obviously, Wendy ignored Michael.

"Wendy, don’t scare me," Michael’s heart beat fast. What he worried most was that Wendy would collapse after learning about the truth.

Wendy promised to go back with him just now, but now she didn’t reply to him at all.

Michael looked at Wendy’s dull eyes, swallowed, and stretched out his hand to hug her tightly, and said in fear, "Wendy, can you talk about it? I will be happy with whatever you say; can you answer me?"

No matter what Michael said, Wendy did not answer Michael’s words.

Michael just held Wendy in this way and didn’t dare let go.

Michael didn’t know what else to say, she seemed to hear nothing.

For a while, Michael didn’t speak anymore.

The atmosphere in the living room was so quiet.

It was too quiet; they could even hear each other’s breathing in this quiet environment.

And this quiet setting made Michael scared.

After a while, the ringing of the phone broke the silence.

Michael took out his phone and looked at it. Mr. York had made the call.

Michael answered the phone, and he knew that the call from Mr. York must be telling him that the helicopter was ready.

So, Michael turned it on to the speaker and wanted Wendy to hear it.

Sure enough, Mr. York said, "Mr. Lucas, the helicopter is ready. You and Mrs. Lucas can come down at any time. I will wait for you downstairs."

Helicopters must not be parked in the city. So, they needed to take a car to the helicopter park first.

"Wendy, did you hear that?" Michael said to Wendy. "Everything is ready. That means we can go back to Lake City anytime."

Wendy finally raised her head and looked at the phone in Michael’s hand.

After a while, Wendy opened her mouth and whispered helplessly, "I... " Wendy swallowed as if hesitant to speak.

Michael didn’t say anything. He just waited patiently for Wendy to continue.

"Michael, the letter can’t be sent wrong," Wendy turned her eyes to Michael. When she spoke, tears flowed down from her eyes.

...

Wendy wanted to hypnotize herself and convince herself that this letter was really sent by mistake.

She asked Michael countless times just to hypnotize herself.

Unfortunately, it was impossible.

This letter could not be sent wrong.

Wendy shook her head and said desperately, "Michael, although there is no name on the letter, this letter must have been sent by Clement. With Clement’s power, if he wanted to know which hotel we were staying in, it would not be very difficult, and... " The more Wendy spoke, the more she choked up, and the scene of that night appeared in her mind. "And Clement was really interested in me at the time. How could he not do anything after I was in a coma?"

"I came there after you were in a coma," Michael tried his best to convince Wendy.

"Really, Wendy, when you were in a coma, I rushed there, and nothing had happened yet by the time I came."

"Then what was the scene when you came?" Wendy asked him with tears in her eyes.

"At that time... " Michael had paused to think of the scene he saw that day. "At that time, Clement was indeed preparing to do something to you, and even his clothes were taken off, but it was really not the last step. It was true; how could I lie to you?"

Michael had actually not seen Clement at all.

At that time, he took on so many people that if Clement did not go, he would definitely not be able to go.

Michael was not sure what had happened at that time. He just saw the scene and guessed what had happened.

But the appearance of this letter directly confirmed that something indeed had happened that day.

His wife had been insulted by other men, which was an unacceptable thing for anyone.

However, Michael had no time to be sad at all, and he had to comfort Wendy.

Because he knew that this incident hurt Wendy far more than him.

"Did you see Clement?" Wendy asked with red eyes.

Michael nodded without hesitation.

However, Wendy shook her head in disbelief, her tone in despair, "No, Michael, you lied to me, you didn’t see Clement at all, did you? If you meet Clement, then the bodyguards you took that day should have been enough to keep him. Don’t say that Clement was good at fighting; no matter how good he was, you can’t beat a hundred."

"I... " Wendy got it right, and Michael didn’t know what to reply for a while.

"Michael, you don’t have to lie to me; I know it myself," Wendy couldn’t stop her tears.

She sniffed, stretched out her hand, and pushed Michael away. Not daring to look at him, she turned her back and said, "I want to be alone."

"Wendy, you promised me just now, no matter what happens, we will have a good chat and face it together." Michael walked to Wendy, reached out and grabbed her shoulder so that she could look at herself, and said seriously, "We can have a chat?"

"I want to be alone now and talk later, okay?" Wendy lowered her head and stretched out her hand to push Michael away. She stepped back two steps and widened the distance between herself and Michael.

"Then stay quiet on the plane, okay? I promise I won’t disturb you."

Michael was worried that Wendy would not go with him. "We will take the plane for ten hours or so when we go back. Let’s talk about something on the plane."

No one would expect that something like this would happen when they were about to return to Lake City for a family reunion.

...

Michael looked forward to Wendy’s nod, but she shook her head.

"I want to be alone here," Wendy walked to the room without saying anything else.

Looking at Wendy’s back, Michael naturally followed.

However, as soon as Wendy entered the room, she closed the door, blocking the space between them.

Looking at the closed door, Michael stretched out his hand to open the door, but his hand stopped mid-air.

It was probably best to let her be alone.

She would not possibly listen to what he had to say now.

Time was flowing bit by bit.

Michael stood outside the door, waiting for Wendy to come out.

Unfortunately, one hour passed, and he hadn’t heard anything.

Michael, worried, reached out and knocked on the door and cautiously called out to her, "Wendy?"

Without hearing Wendy’s answer, Michael paced back and forth at the door.

"No, Wendy is in the room alone. I would never know what things could happen," he thought.

It would be terrible if she couldn’t get over it or gets caught up in the bad thoughts for a while.

However, Michael couldn’t rush in like that because Wendy would definitely be angry.

After thinking about it, Michael took out his phone and called the home phone.

In Lake City, it was late at night.

But Michael didn’t care much about that anymore.

No one answered the call, so Michael called Zess instead.

Zess was asleep but was awakened by the phone. She picked up the phone in a daze.

Michael held the phone in one hand and scratched his head irritably with the other.

He was afraid that Wendy would hear what he was talking at the door, so he deliberately walked a little farther.

Hearing the call being picked up, Michael said immediately, "Zess, you wake up the two kids now."

"Now?" Zess looked at the time, and it was past two o’clock in the middle of the night.

She suspected she heard it wrong. She rubbed her eyes, looked at the time again, and said, "Mr. Lucas, it’s two o’clock in the middle of the night."

"I know," Michael said seriously and solemnly. "Listen to me. Now, you call Leah and Jake and then ask Leah to call Wendy crying that she misses her mummy. Did I make myself clear?"

"This... " Zess was still in a daze. When she heard Michael’s words, she suddenly woke up and realized that something was wrong.

Zess nodded, without asking more, and immediately said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zess got up immediately and went to Jake’s room first.

Zess turned on the bedside lamp, stretched out her hand to pat him, and said, "Jake, get up."

Jake was awakened, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his eyes. Just when he was about to ask what time it was, Zess said first, "Your daddy called just now and asked Leah to cry and call your mom, saying that she misses her. Your dad didn’t say why, but let’s wake Leah up now."

Jake frowned deeply when he heard these words.

He turned his head and glanced at the alarm clock. Seeing the time on it, his little head suddenly became energetic.

He quickly got out of bed and immediately went to his sister’s room.

"Leah, Leah, wake up, wake up now," Jake’s little hand pushed Leah hard, trying to wake her up as quickly as possible.

Leah was angry about getting up, not to mention it was still midnight.

She was awakened, very upset, and muttered, "I want to sleep for a while, I am so sleepy."

Seeing her like this, Jake was afraid of delaying Michael’s affairs and directly stretched out his hand and pinched her little hand cruelly.

...

When the pain came, Leah cried right away.

"Uuuuu... " She woke up crying, opened her eyes to see Jake pinching her. She said angrily and suspiciously, "Jake, what are you doing?"

"Get up; I have a task to give you," Jake’s face was unusually serious.

"We call Mummy now, and then you say you miss her and you want to cry, just like how you cry now, you know?"

Leah shook her head. She didn’t understand, "Why?"

"Don’t ask so much. Just listen to me and do what I told you." After that, Jake stretched out his hand to Zess, "Aunt Zess, give us the phone, please."

Zess handed the phone to Jake.

Jake called Wendy.

Leah was still stunned, reaching out her hand and wiping her tears.

Although she didn’t know why he did this, she completely trusted her brother.

When Michael heard the phone ring, he followed the sound and found Wendy’s phone on the sofa.

He quickly picked up the phone.

"Mummy... uuuuu... Mummy, I miss you so much... " Leah immediately began to cry as Jake said.

Michael reached out and knocked on the door and spoke loudly to Wendy, "Wendy, Leah’s on the phone. She has been crying and said that she missed you. Would you please answer her call and comfort her?"

"Wendy... " Michael increased his voice.

Unfortunately, there was no response in the room.

Michael panicked a little.

On the phone, Jake’s worried voice came, "Daddy? What’s wrong with Mummy?"

But now, Michael was not in the mood to reply to Jake.

He yelled again, and after receiving no response, he stretched out his hand to open the door.

Fortunately, Wendy didn’t lock it, and the door was opened directly.

However, when Michael entered, he found Wendy had fainted on the ground.

"Wendy!" Michael shouted to Wendy, threw the phone aside, and immediately picked her up. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"Get the car and go to the hospital right away!" After Michael hugged Wendy, he remembered that there were only two of them there.

Mr. York should be waiting for them downstairs now.

Michael hugged Wendy and ran out quickly.

Mr. York saw Michael showing up holding Wendy. Before he could say anything, Michael eagerly said, "Go to the hospital now!"

Mr. York didn’t ask much and immediately opened the door to let Michael and Wendy enter.

Wendy was sent to the emergency room again, and Michael and Mr. York waited outside the door.

He clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it against the wall.

He was angry with himself and said, "It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have let Wendy stay in the room alone. Why didn’t I go in earlier? I didn’t hear any sound in the room; I should have broken in."

"Mr. Lucas, don’t worry about it." Mr. York didn’t know what had happened, but he could see that the matter was serious. He comforted Michael, "Madam will definitely be fine."

"It will be okay," Michael took a deep breath and repeated these words.

"This Clement is really lingering around. I don’t want to keep him in trouble, but he even dared to come to the door," Michael said with scarlet eyes. "One day, I will make him pay this bloody cost!"

Turning his head, Michael looked at Mr. York. He coldly instructed, "No matter at what cost, find Clement for me!"

If it weren’t for that letter, we could go back to Lake City tomorrow.

If that was the case, everything would go well, and Wendy would never know the truth of that night for her entire life.

However, someone wanted to break everything up and make everything beautiful, ugly.