The Shallowing of 26

Chapter 13 

I frowned as I looked at Zachary. His eyes were bright, and he seemed very excited. 

Zachary wanted to come over and hold my hand, but I avoided him. 

Impatiently, I said, “Just say it if you have something to say. Don’t touch me. You’d better hurry up. I still have work to do.” 

He rubbed his hands and didn’t feel embarrassed. 

“Stella, that child is not mine. Charlotte slept with someone else. 

“That man was a fraud pretending to be wealthy. After Charlotte had a child with him, she 

discovered his identity. Then she came up with such a solution. 

“That day she was going to jump off the building to force me to marry her because that fraud found her and asked her for money again. 

“Stella, I’m a victim. My mother and my sister are both victims. 

“Stella, let’s start over…” 

He became more and more excited, and I interrupted him, “So you agreed to marry Charlotte, deceived her to come back, and then handed her to that man, right?” 

-Zachary hesitated for a moment and did not answer my question. 

Silence was the answer. 

“You should go. I won’t start over with you. Please don’t come to disturb my work again.” 

After saying that, I left. 

“Stella, I couldn’t live without you. Can you give me a chance?” 

I didn’t look back. “I used to think that couldn’t live without you, but after leaving you, I’m still very happy. It’s just that you’re not used to it. Give yourself some time, and you will get used to it.” 

I returned to the crew and continued with my work. 

Zachary would frequently come to the crew and buy food and drinks for everyone. 

After Michael had a conversation with Zachary, Zachary stopped coming. 

He just stood far away and looked at me for the whole day. 

After completing the filming and returning to the River City, I received a message from Zachary. 

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“Tomorrow morning, the courthouse, nine o’clock.” 

A smile appeared on my face, and I replied, “Okay.” 

When I saw Zachary again, he was much more reserved and serious than before, rarely speaking or 

smiling. 

After getting divorced, he asked, “Stella, can we still be friends?” 

I turned my back to him, waved my hand, and left. It was my response.