Chapter 2Hostage Choice: My Wife Saved Her First Love and Left Me

After entering the hospital room, Wendy's first sight was of Zach trembling in the corner.

She immediately rushed over and carefully embraced Zach, as if protecting a priceless treasure.

Zach looked up at Wendy shakily and said, "Sister Wendy, I'm so scared, those kidnappers were so terrifying..."

Seeing him like this, Wendy's eyes reddened. She held him tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, Zach. I'm here with you, no one will dare touch you."

How ridiculous. I was her lawful husband.

But in her eyes, I probably mattered less than a stranger she met on the street.

I remembered once when I caught Wendy and Zach being intimate in the office, I angrily rushed in to confront Wendy.

Unexpectedly, Wendy slapped me directly and looked at me with disgust: "Can't you be less narrow-minded? Your heart is filthy, so you think everyone else is filthy too!"

Those words were like shards of a shattered glass bottle, deeply embedded in my heart. Whenever I recalled them, they were always accompanied by a dull ache.

Zach nodded while sighing, not feeling there was anything wrong with lying in another man's wife's arms. He said with a pale face: "How's Charlie? Wasn't he kidnapped too? Has he come back?"

Hearing her mention my name, Wendy's expression instantly became visibly annoyed. She said with disgust: "What does it matter to me if he comes back or not? That beast deserves to die out there!"

"He even dared to kidnap you. It's because I've been too lenient with him time and time again, letting him forget his place!"

"If he really died, that would be great. One less burden, my life would be so much easier."

Seeing her frowning expression and these cold words, I felt as if I had fallen into an icy pit, my whole body numb.

I was an orphan, discriminated against by others since childhood. It was Wendy who appeared and rescued me from being bullied.

She promised to protect me for life, and I believed her.

I wanted to give her my heart.

But after Zach appeared, everything changed. She started to get tired of me, started staying out all night.

Leaving me alone at home waiting from dusk till dawn. Every time I brought up not wanting to be left alone, she would impatiently push me away saying: "Haven't you had enough of your pity party? I'm busy, don't bother me."

After that, I learned to keep my mouth shut.

Hearing Wendy's loving words, a flash of smugness passed through Zach's eyes, but he quickly feigned concern again: "It's not Charlie's fault, it's all my fault for making Charlie jealous and doing these things..."

He was deliberately provoking Wendy, gauging her attitude.

Sure enough, Wendy's face grew increasingly unpleasant. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "Using these despicable tactics will only make me despise him more!"

After saying that, she stood up with a face full of tenderness and poured Zach a cup of hot water, placing it in his hands: "Your main task now is to recover. With me by your side, you have nothing to fear."

She then picked up the phone Zach had tossed on the pillow and opened the WeChat message list. Since the kidnapping drama began, I hadn't sent her a single message.

In the past, I would send a dozen messages a day. Looking at the message column dated to last week, a fire of anger rose in her heart.

She was certain I must be safe and sound, not sending messages was just another ploy to play hard to get.

She didn't want to find me. After scrolling through the phone for a while, she turned off the screen and tossed it aside again.

Zach saw her little action and said pitifully: "Charlie still hasn't messaged you? Should I apologize to him and promise not to get in his way anymore?"

Wendy immediately flew into a rage: "You're just too kind-hearted! We shouldn't care whether that kind of person lives or dies!"

"Besides, I've already been tolerating his harassment of you every few days. Now he even dares to set his sights on you, arranging this kidnapping."

"What right does a viper like him have to make you apologize? He should come kneel down and beg for your forgiveness!"

As she said these words, the disgust and contempt on her face were undisguised.

It was like the sharpest sword piercing my heart.

A flash of joy passed through Zach's eyes. Wendy hating me so much now was exactly what he wanted.

But he still pretended to be troubled: "Don't fight with Charlie because of me..."

Wendy's face was expressionless: "Don't worry about him. He's the one who wronged you. That kind of person doesn't deserve a second glance from me!"

With that, she picked up the porridge she had bought and started feeding it to Zach spoonful by spoonful.

Watching this intimate scene between the two, I tightly closed my eyes, not wanting to look anymore.