He is My Husband But He Didn't Save Me

When I was in a car accident, the car passing by had Zach Stark with him.

Seeing me bleeding profusely and the baby in my belly barely clinging to life, the driver wanted to stop and help. But Zach stopped him, urging, "Don't bother her. She won't die!"

He ordered the driver to speed up and leave.

He was my husband. But he didn’t save me.

Later that night, as I lay in the hospital ward, I saw the news. His beloved Vicky Cain, his so-called “first love,” had returned to America.

I calmly picked up my phone and dialed my lawyer.

"Atty. Miller, please help me draft a divorce agreement."