Blood kept flowing, her temperature dropping. Her face turned as pale as paper; her brown pupils were like bottomless pits filled with pain and hatred…
Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Brooks.
With great effort, she picked up the phone.
On the other end of the line, Brooks said coldly, “I’ve found a divorce lawyer for you. Sydney… don’t make me wait too long.”
Sydney walked out of the hospital by herself and headed straight to a divorce lawyer.
The divorce papers were already prepared. The lawyer glanced at her seriously. “Ma’am, Mr. Stryker asked me to pass along a message.”
He relayed, “Don’t forget—you have my family behind you. Even if everything falls apart, someone will be there to catch you.”
Sydney’s eyes stung, and she clenched the papers tightly in her hand.
She had been reckless—leaving the Strykers to return to her own, stubbornly marrying Preston despite knowing better. Now, she knew just how ridiculously wrong she had been.
All along, the man who truly loved her in this world was in the Strykers.
With that realization, she took the divorce agreement and went to the company to find Preston.
But she hadn’t even reached the upper floor when his assistant stopped her.
With a blank expression, the assistant said, “Sir Preston is in a meeting. He doesn’t have time to see you.”
A chill swept through Sydney’s eyes. She should have guessed Preston had cheated. Otherwise, how could his assistant speak to her like this?
At that moment, Savannah arrived.
Seeing Sydney, her face darkened. Crossing her arms, she sneered, “What are you doing here? Preston doesn’t want to see you at all. Girl, take my advice—wake up and stop clinging to him. The woman he loves is me.”
Sydney returned the cold gaze, holding up the divorce papers. “If you don’t want to be the shameful mistress your whole life, then have Preston sign this.”
Savannah took the document, surprised and hesitant for a moment. It didn’t take long before greed flashed in her eyes as she realized they were genuine divorce papers.
“You’re really divorcing Preston?” she asked, trying to mask her excitement.
But Sydney just made a move to leave. Fearing she might change her mind, Savannah wasted no time; she pushed the meeting room door open.
This time, the assistant didn’t even try to stop the visitor. His boss had specifically told Savannah she could enter anywhere freely.