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During a car accident, I spotted Zach Stark in a passing vehicle. As I lay bleeding heavily with my unborn child barely surviving, the driver wanted to stop and assist. However, Zach prevented him, saying, "Leave her be. She'll survive!" He instructed the driver to accelerate and depart. This man was my spouse. Yet he abandoned me. That evening, while recovering in the hospital, I saw a news report. His cherished Vicky Cain, supposedly his "first love," had come back to the States. I calmly reached for my phone and contacted my attorney. "Mr. Miller, I need your help to

Heartbreak Highway

Upon consulting with the professor, I secured a modest flat close to the university. I severed all ties with Zach, immersing myself in academics and preparing for the entrance examination.


My culinary skills were nonexistent, so I subsisted mainly on bread. One day, while purchasing bread, Zach appeared unexpectedly before me.


He looked as impeccable as ever, but his demeanor was far from composed. His keen gaze fell on the loaf I held.


"Is this your daily sustenance?" he inquired, his voice tinged with criticism.


I disregarded him and paid for my bread, intent on departing. However, Zach obstructed my path. His tone grew confrontational.


"Yvette, I'm not opposed to your desire to explore the world or reside in France. But mentioning divorce was unnecessary, and ignoring my calls was uncalled for!"


His relentless words intensified my headache. I attempted to sidestep him, but he grasped my arm, his patience wearing thin.


Chapter 5