Regret in His Wake (Hannah and Zachary) novel Chapter 3

"Who are you talking to?"

Zachary walked into the kitchen, curious about why Hannah hadn't returned yet. He found her standing there, staring at her phone, lost in thought.-

She snapped back to reality and calmly said, "No one."

As the night deepened, Hannah lay awake, staring at the ceiling, listening to Zachary's gentle breathing beside her. She didn't sleep a wink.

The next morning, Zachary frowned at the breakfast laid out before him.

"You know I'm not a fan of the food. Why did you make this today?"

Hannah lowered her gaze, picking up a fork to spear a piece of steak, chewing it slowly.

"It's all that's left in the fridge."

In truth, that wasn't the case. She was preparing to study abroad and wanted to get accustomed to the food in advance.

Fortunately, Zachary didn't question it further. He placed his phone on the table but kept glancing at it, clearly waiting for a message. She didn't need to ask to know who he was waiting for.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed, and he took it up immediately. Anna must have sent something amusing, as a slight smile crept onto his usually stoic face.

Hannah watched him quietly for a moment before pulling out the divorce papers she had prepared long ago.

From the moment she signed the agreement, she had been preparing for this day. Now, she was finally ready to be free.

"Zachary, let's get a divorce."

Her voice was calm, as if she were discussing the weather.

Zachary was so engrossed in his conversation with Anna that he didn't even register what she'd said, absentmindedly responding, "Sure."

Hannah wasn't surprised. For the past five years, he had treated her with the same distant indifference. Now that Anna was back, he had withdrawn even the last bit of attention he once gave her.

She turned the papers to the last page and handed them to him along with a pen, pointing to where he needed to sign. "Sign here."

"Sure."

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