Sydney walked out of the hospital by herself and headed straight to a divorce lawyer.
The divorce papers were already prepared. The lawyer glanced at her seriously. “Ma’am, Mr. Stryker asked me to pass along a message.”
He relayed, “Don’t forget—you have my family behind you. Even if everything falls apart, someone will be there to catch you.”
Sydney’s eyes stung, and she clenched the papers tightly in her hand.
She had been reckless—leaving the Strykers to return to her own, stubbornly marrying Preston despite knowing better. Now, she knew just how ridiculously wrong she had been.
All along, the man who truly loved her in this world was in the Strykers.
With that realization, she took the divorce agreement and went to the company to find Preston.
But she hadn’t even reached the upper floor when his assistant stopped her.
With a blank expression, the assistant said, “Sir Preston is in a meeting. He doesn’t have time to see you.”
A chill swept through Sydney’s eyes. She should have guessed Preston had cheated. Otherwise, how could his assistant speak to her like this?
At that moment, Savannah arrived.