Chapter 6

(Epilogue)

After saying this, Stacey lost all consciousness. When she woke up again, she was in a strange room with a strange man lying next to her. The clothes scattered around the bed were enough proof of what had happened last night.

Stacey felt a little dry in her throat, and after being sad, she comforts herself. At least he looked like a person, a thousand times better than the pig last night.

Remembering last night's events, Stacey quickly got dressed and went back. She was about to leave when the man in the bed moved. She saw him frown but did not open his eyes. So she quickly put the quilt on his head, patted it lightly, and whispered: "It's all right, continue to sleep." Stacey seems like coaxing a child.

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The creditor returns to Stacey's house, but fortunately, her younger brother Christian is not at home. Stacey called Christian to tell him she was safe and asked him not to go home for the time being. Then she went to find Belinda.

Stacey doesn't have a choice but to hide. However, after hiding for two months, she discovered she was pregnant.

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(Present Day)

Stacey woke up late at four o'clock in the morning. She gets a glass of water before sitting in front of the TV. "Fist Love... Since I don't know how it feels anymore, I need to find a way to remember it," Stacey uttered while turning on the TV.

For the past three days, Stacey locked herself in the room. She finally had a vision of the design in her mind. Stacey was about to draw when she received a call from an unknown number. She put down her pen and said politely, "Hello, who is this?"

"... Mrs. Wong, I am Albert Peterson, your husband's assistant." the person in the other line explains. "- Mr. Wong is going to the Maldives tomorrow on a business trip, and I want to ask if she knows where his blue-and-white striped shirt is?"

Stacey hated when she was disturbed by what she was doing, so she quickly thought that it was Tristan doing... She is sure that Tristan just wanted to annoy her, and that's why she couldn't hold back her annoyance. "Is he sick?! I already divorced him, so why are you looking for his things from me? I had nothing to do with him!" she furiously exclaimed. After saying that, Stacey hung up the phone without hesitation.

Two minutes later, Stacey's mobile phone rang again, and this time the name that appeared on the screen were- Tristan Wong. Stacey was silent for a moment, but she decided to answer it.

"Stacey you only have half an hour to come here!"

"I..."

Tristan hung up the phone without giving Stacey a chance to finish her sentence.

Meanwhile, Stacey clutched her mobile phone, eager to beat up her crazy ex-husband. She took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and then got up and left the room.

Belinda saw her and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, it's already late... Where are you going?"

"I'm going to kill my crazy ex-husband!" Stacey furiously exclaimed before marching out of the house.

"......" Belinda was shocked and couldn't think of words.

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Of course, Stacey is just cursing, but she knows better than can harm Tristan

When she arrived at the Star Lake Mansion, the servants were already resting, and the house was surprisingly quiet.

Stacey went to the second floor and entered the main bedroom. She was speechless seeing Tristan sitting on the couch; his slender fingers were busy flipping some papers.

"I can't believe this!" Stacey furiously exclaimed. However, even when Tristan heard her movement, he did not look up.

Annoyed, Stacey went straight to the wardrobe room and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the blue-and-white striped shirt.

Gore minutes later, she succeeded in finding it. But the moment she saw the clothes, Stacey was stunned.

She remembers these clothes... It was the year she got married. Stacey knew Tristan was going to Hawaii on a business trip, so she bought it for him. Thinking the coat is perfect to wear on the beach.

But when she gave it to Tristan, he looked at her coldly and said. "Don't try to please me in such a cheap way! Doing this will never change the fact that I will forever hate you!"

Stacey didn't know what her intentions were then, but from then on, she never bought anything for Tristan

"Is he for real? Did he call me for this?" Stacey affirmed his disbelief. She knows Sean is deliberately asking her to come back to torture her with their sad memories.

Stacey silently picked up the shirt, went out of the dressing room, and put it on the bed. She wanted to talk to Tristan but saw him holding the phone in his ears while talking in his low voice.

Stacey originally wanted to mention the divorce to him, but the guy seemed too occupied, so she decided not to. Stacey turned around and decided to leave in a hurry.

When she walked out of the bedroom, Tristan finally looked up; he looked at her back, probably did not expect her to leave; his thin lips sipped before whispering to the end of the phone.

"... Well, okay, first of all, I still have something."

Stacey had just walked downstairs to the living room when she was stopped.

"Did you finish preparing my clothes?" Tristan affirmed while standing at the end of the start, glaring at Stacey

"It's in your bed!" Stacey responded with her poker face.

"What about the rest?" Tristan, another question.

"What rest?" Stacey didn't make his remarks.

"I'm going on a business trip for a week. Do you think one pair of clothes is enough?" Tristan responded, frowning with annoyance.

"......"Stacey was speechless.

Tristan used to live here, and when he was going on a business trip, it was Stacey who packed his belonging.

Unexpectedly, she worked hard for three years as Mrs. Wong, but this guy did not appreciate her. Tristan thought of her as his problem.

"Mr. Wong do I have to remind you again we are divorced, so it's not my responsibility to find a shirt for you and pack your bags! Go ask your nanny, or better ask your next wife!" Stacey remarks.

Tristan's expression remained unchanged; he went downstairs unhurriedly and stopped in front of her: "Then let me also remind you that we have not yet gone through the divorce procedures, so technically, you are still my legal wife, and packing my things is your job!"

Stacey sipped the corners of her mouth, took out her mobile phone, and rummaged through the number: "Okay, since you like to instruct others so much, then I will call Belinda to pack your bags! Surely she will be delighted doing all thing staff for you!"

To her surprise, she found Kristine's number in her contact, but before she could press the button, her phone was taken away.

Tristan looked at her with a cold face: "Stacey, I've been too indulgent of you lately, haven't I?"

Stacey looked at the empty hand, and only then did she smile: " Tristan, you better watch your words... I'm already don't talking to you!"

"Then stop this nonsense of you! Tell me what you want, and don't challenge my patient!" Sean made insensitive remarks. His face darkens as he tries to suppress his anger.

Stacey paused for a few seconds before saying, "Last time you told me that I want the Wong company, right?"

"Your delusional," Tristan affirmed.

"Then divorce me! All I want is for you to sign the divorce agreement!" Stacey exclaimed.

Tristan frowned impatiently and put one hand into his trouser pocket: "Except for these two, what else do you want?"

Stacey is puzzled by Tristan's attitude. She knows he has wanted to get rid of her for a long time. However, what he is doing now is asking her to stay... And for what reason?