

Crazy Ex After Divorce
When Zack Davis went bankrupt, I used all my savings of 20 thousand dollars to buy him. "You're willing to buy me even if I don't love you?" he asked indifferently. My heart raced as I replied quietly, "Yes." After that, we got married, paid back his debts, and founded another company. It only took Zack three years for his company to become a new star in the Asterfield. Everything seemed to have gone smoothly. He also only belonged to me. However, what I didn't know was that he hated me. He hated me for destroying all his pride and for buying him with only 20 thousand dollars. When I decided to let go and divorce Zack, he went crazy. He knelt down in front of me with pleading eyes. "Anna, you still love me, right?"Chapter 1 Chapter 1
After staying up all night working on the project, I felt a bit groggy when I knocked on Zack Davis' office door. A deep male voice came from the inside. "Come in." I opened the door to find Zack sitting at his desk, with his secretary Sherry Coleman standing behind him. Sherry was a very attractive woman who had been with Zack since the company was founded. Wherever Zack was, Sherry was sure to be there. There were even rumors that Sherry was a canary in his gilded cage, while I was just a malicious woman, who was wanting Zack to repay me gratefully. Even though Zack once claimed that I was his only Mrs. Davis. "Zack, I've completed the cooperation proposal with Mr. Jameson. Take a look." I handed him the printed proposal. But Zack didn't even look at it. "Anna, you are Mrs. Davis, let Sherry handle these matters." He smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. After that, he handed the proposal I worked on all night to Sherry. Sherry looked at me provocatively before smoothly tossing the proposal into the bin. This was not the first time this had happened, to the point where I couldn't even feel a hint of anger anymore. Zack disliked me interfering in company affairs. He said that I only needed to play the role of Mrs. Davis well since most of the company's business had been developed by me. I held myself up and looked at him stubbornly. "Zack, aren't you going to take a look? I worked on it for two nights." Zack stood up, slightly frowning. "Anna, I don't want to waste time on useless things." Useless things. Was he talking about the proposal or about me? But in the end, Zack never gave me the chance to speak. He pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head. His voice came from above, soft and emotionless. "Alright, I'll celebrate your birthday with you tonight." He was always like this. I felt like I was drowning. Just when I was about to give up the struggle, Zack would pull me back. But once he was sure I was safe, he would let go of my hand without hesitation and watch indifferently as I sank deeper and deeper. Yet I craved the warmth of his body, whether eight years ago or now. In the end, I buried my face in his chest and said softly, "Okay." …… I wore a ruby necklace and arrived at the restaurant an hour early. This necklace was something Zack insisted on buying for me when he secured his first deal. Even though the company was just starting and there was little funding, he stubbornly wanted to put the necklace around my neck. Even after the financial crisis hit and he suffered a lot, he never once considered selling the necklace.
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Therefore, I always felt that Zack had feelings for me. Unknowingly, the clock struck seven. People came and went at the entrance, but there was no familiar figure. I kept on waiting, until half past ten, and finally made the first call of the night. The phone rang for over a minute, and a familiar female voice came through. "The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..." I couldn't help but wonder what could he be busy with, was he discussing a new project with Mr. Shaw, or dealing with company matters? Or perhaps it was because of Sherry? He always had so many things to deal with, and it seemed that everything could take precedence over me. I didn’t know how long had passed, but I fell asleep. At first, it was a bit cold, but as I slept, my body gradually warmed up. When I opened my eyes again, everything was pitch black, with a flickering light in the night. I smelled a strong scent of cigarettes. "11:53, it's not too late." Zack extinguished his c
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Seeing that I was about to say something, he changed the topic, "Anna, why don't you take a look at what’s in the cake?" I cut it in half, unsure of what to expect. Inside the soft cake, a ruby bracelet was revealed, perfectly matching the one around my neck. Zack cocked his brows, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Didn't you say you didn't have a bracelet to go with this necklace?" I stared at him in shock. Eight years ago, when I was dragged into the office and falsely accused of stealing money, Zack had the same expression. To him, it seemed like the sky could fall and it wouldn't matter. He took the punishment for me, paid back the money, and then comforted me with a smile. Even though it was our first meeting, he stood up for me without asking for details. The seventeen-year-old boy fumbled around, repeatedly using his school uniform to wipe my tears, saying, "Please don't cry, I can't stand seeing others cry." I closed my eyes for a moment. ‘Zack
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I thought this was a tacit secret between us, but in the end, it turned out to be just my own misplaced feelings. …… "Mr. Davis, I'm fine. Mrs. Davis has never liked me, and you don't need to seek justice for me at the cost of your marriage." I shot a cold glance at Sherry. "This is between my husband and me, and it's none of your business!""Anna!" Zack's displeasure was evident in his tone. I didn't look at him. I just felt the love I had held onto for years was a joke. I should have realized that the seventeen-year-old Zack was long gone and the person before me was not the same. "Anna, if you don't apologize, then we'll get a divorce!" Zack looked down at me, as if he expected me to compromise. In three years, I had lost count of how many times I had heard such petulant threats. But I always thought of them as just his anger talking. Now, it seemed, that wasn't entirely the case. I had no real reaction, merely letting out a light "hm" as I turned to leave. But
