The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 46

I returned to my rented apartment, utterly exhausted, and collapsed onto the bed. I tossed and turned for what felt like hours, and it wasn't until early morning that I finally drifted into a restless sleep.

But even in my dreams, Abigail haunted me. She morphed into a vengeful spirit that pounced on me, tormenting me without mercy.

I woke up in a cold sweat, the sound of knocking on the door pulling me from the nightmare.

The rhythmic knocking was calming, so it couldn't be Abigail. Abigail had a short temper. If it were her, she would have already knocked down the door and stormed in after knocking for such a long time.

Dragging my weary body out of bed, I opened the door to find Zack standing there. He had a fruit basket in hand, and a selection of nutritional supplements in another. He was smiling brightly when I met his gaze.

"Tracking you down wasn't easy," Zack said.

"Uncle Zack?"

I managed to muster up a smile and politely asked, "What brings you here? Please come in."

As Zack stepped into my cramped place, he immediately frowned at the sight of the modest space. There was only a couch, a simple wardrobe, and a table.

"You live in a place like this? Can you manage?"

When we had been abroad together, we stayed in luxurious suites that spanned over 1600 square feet. In his eyes, my current living situation probably resembled a pigsty.

I gestured for Zack to take a seat, then poured him a glass of water.

"I live alone. As long as I have a place to rest, I don't need much else."

Zack didn't comment further on my living conditions. Instead, he handed me a piece of paper. "A celebrity's assistant contacted me yesterday. He wants you to write a song for one of his artists. Are you interested in taking this task as your comeback project?"

I nodded with a smile and accepted without hesitation. "Of course. Thank you, Uncle Zack."

Zack had been a tremendous help to me during this time.