In our tenth year as secret lovers, Charles still treats me like a bitch. He only stayed with me for the night and hurried back to his and his wife’s home at daybreak. I thought he was pretending to be in love, until I smashed a bottle of wine on his wife’s head and he went crazy. That slap in the face wiped out the last bit of my conscience. Charles, are you ready for our revenge? Charles slapped me. He hit me so hard that my head tilted to the side, my ears were buzzing, and my head was spinning. I slowly squatted down holding on to the wall, and there was gold falling from the corners of my eyes. They were the earrings I bought yesterday. But the person who put it on me was now holding Zoe with a nervous look on his face, checking her wound. I almost laughed out loud at Charles’ sickening hypocrisy. He and Zoe have been married for ten years. I was also his secret lover for ten years. For ten years, he has been responsive to my requests and doted on me, with his only request being that I not disturb his wife Zoe. Not only did I not listen to him, I also provocatively smashed a bottle of wine on Zoe’s head. The scarlet wine gushed out. Zoe is not pretty and is a bit dull. Even after I bullied her in the face, she just stood there at a loss. It was not until Charles rushed in and hugged her that she spoke timidly. “Charles, who is she?” Charles followed her and saw me in the corner with an unpleasant expression. “A mad woman.” The side of my face that was hit started to feel hot, and I watched silently as he embraced Zoe and walked out the door. The gentleness he showed when he lowered his head really made him look like a good husband. I felt so lowly that I waited until they were far away before I patted my butt and got up. But as soon as I went out, I saw a figure standing at the corner. Charles is good-looking, tall and handsome. He has always been the focus of the crowd since he was a child. It’s no wonder that Zoe and I are so fascinated by him. He walked over, his outline gradually becoming clearer in the dim corridor, looming in front of me, and bent down to kiss me. His kiss was filled with the scent of roses, Zoe’s favorite perfume, and I suddenly felt nauseous and pushed him away. How did he do it? He was comforting his shivering wife just now, but he turned around and kissed his lover with lust. “Stop it.” He said. Charles doesn’t know how to coax people. Countless times when I had quarrels with him, he would just say this in a light tone. “Sia, stop it.” But I am not his obedient wife, I am a goblin who throws himself at his expense. At first, I was really desperate, so I jumped into his car on a cold rainy night and seduced him. I know that he just got engaged to the daughter of the Miller family and that he is worth over 100 million. While I was lying on the cold ground, I was still calculating how much money I could extort when I heard someone opening the car door. The leather shoes stepped on the rain, and the splashes looked like little crowns. I laughed for no apparent reason, and it took me a long time to look up and see Charles holding an umbrella. After that day I had two jobs, ostensibly as Charles’ assistant but actually as his lover. Charles is a good man and very generous. In the past, I could earn less than 5,000 dollars after working for three months, but now Charles can make hundreds of thousands of dollars with just a wave of his hand. But I have been his lover for ten years, and he still treats me like a bitch. Charles only stayed at my place overnight. He dressed and got out of bed before daybreak, hurrying back to his and Zoe’s home. He said he was going back to make breakfast for Zoe, but the auntie at home didn’t cook her breakfast, so she refused to eat and became so hungry that she had a stomachache. Without exception. Even though I know that Charles might have to pretend to be nice to Zoe because he is concerned about the business cooperation with the Miller family. But until Charles completely took over the Miller family’s business, he still insisted on making breakfast for Zoe. I can’t lie to myself anymore.
I’ve gone crazy, pretended to be sick, and thrown a tantrum, but nothing could stop him from going back to Zoe. He would just say to me, Sia, stop it. Then he lowered his head and kissed me, passing by like a gust of wind. When I got home, there was still the wine I hadn’t finished on the table. The slightly sweet aroma of wine filled the air. Charles took off his coat and went to the kitchen to get some ice cubes to put on my face. “Aren’t you going to coax your wife?” I stared at his drooping long eyelashes and said casually. “She is much more obedient than you.” The words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat. The warm yellow light cast a shadow on us. I listened to his breathing and suddenly felt bored. Ten years. I have spent ten years of my time and energy on Charles. I thought he would become softer than before, but I didn’t expect his heart to be still cold and hard. “Let’s separate,” I said. His hand against my cheek paused for a moment, and his calm eyes looked straight at me. I hate this expression of his the most. He is so arrogant, cold and heartless. In an instant, it brings me back to that rainy night thirteen years ago. My whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. I shook off his hand and turned my head away, hiding my embarrassment in the shadows. Charles just thought I was going crazy. He was used to me threatening to break up with him whenever I was unhappy, but in the end he would just give me some money to get rid of it. Very easy to coax. Charles still stayed at my place at night. He held me in his arms and slept soundly, with the moonlight flowing through his hair like the tide. I have been looking at his eyebrows and his eyes for a full ten years, and every time I describe them, I feel hatred deep in my bones. A slight vibration interrupted my thoughts. Charles’s cell phone was on, with only one word “read” on the screen. “– Hello?” I picked up the phone. The hurried tone of voice on the other end suddenly died down, and after a long while, Zoe’s trembling voice was heard. “You, you are… Sia?” I hummed softly. “…Is Charles there with you? Can you ask him to answer the phone? I, I think I’m having a miscarriage…” I looked back helplessly with the phone in my hand and met Charles’s gaze, who still looked a little confused. After hearing what Zoe said, his expression changed. He snatched the phone away, his voice filled with suppressed anger, but he was talking to me. “Why are you answering the phone? Don’t you think it’s not exciting enough for her?” He gripped my wrist so hard that it almost broke my bones. I was shivering, little by little, and even the blood in my heart was running cold. I saw him quickly put on his clothes and rush out, the anxiety on his face was like a flame burning my vision. I collapsed on the ground, smiled bitterly, and looked down to see the hideous red mark on my wrist. I remember that when I had my first miscarriage, I also made a phone call and called Charles back from the villa where he was cooking for Zoe. At that time, I was even more cruel. I sat on the sofa and watched indifferently a pool of blood gushing out. Only when he was sure that the child could not be saved did he call Charles. The anxiety on his face when he arrived was exactly the same as before. It was as if he divided his love equally between me and Zoe. But how can one heart love two people? He is hypocritical and pretentious. He can’t let go of Zoe, nor can he let go of me. I was sleepy and cold, so I curled up on the carpet and fell asleep. When the sky started to grow light, there was still no sound outside the door. Charles won’t be coming back. I sat in the huge house and looked around, only to find that there were so many traces of Charles in this house. The cups on the island were the couple cups we picked out together. Charles scoffed at such childish things, but he still drank from the childish Rogue Rabbit porcelain cup. In the refrigerator, half is filled with his wine and the other half is filled with my calcium milk. He laughed at my behavior, but he would silently replenish it every time after drinking the milk. There is also a whole wall of perfumes he collected for me, and a ring design he drew for me personally… The phone lit up, and the message I had been waiting for finally arrived. It’s a photo sent by Zoe. Charles’ handsome profile was buried in the snow-like blanket, one hand tightly holding her pale and slender hand. The smile on her face was gentle and peaceful, and she looked straight at me through the screen. “I told Charles that you scared me into having a miscarriage.”
Children have always been Charles’ concern. He found it troublesome, but he had no choice but to do without it. After all, his business empire still needed a legitimate heir. Charles is a typical rich second generation. He was spoiled by his family since he was young, and is good at smoking, fighting, and racing. It was not until something went wrong and his family settled the matter that he turned over a new leaf and took over the family business. But Charles also has a younger brother born to his stepmother, who is ten years younger than him and will soon be able to stand on his own. That’s right, the two of them are like water and fire, and they are bound to fight to the death. Charles’ father favors his youngest son and is always strict with his eldest son. As luck would have it, several major partners withdrew their investments at this time. Charles was so overwhelmed that he was busy until late at night and could only come back occasionally. When Charles’ father saw that his career was in trouble, he intended to let his youngest son gradually take over the company. He argued for this for a long time before his father finally gave in. He can have the company, but Charles must have an heir first. After all, he is already in his thirties and still has no successor, which makes people wonder if Charles has some hidden illness. If this is true, the company will naturally be inherited by the younger brother. After Charles dies, the younger brother will inherit it anyway. I had a miscarriage a year ago. And Zoe, who had just been hit on the head by a wine bottle by me, had a miscarriage out of fright. God is not on Charles’ side. I almost applauded. I thought Charles would have to stay with Zoe in the hospital for a long time, but he called me soon. “Come to the hospital.” His tone was so cold that it seemed to be spilling out of the other end of the line. I put on my makeup carefully and went to the ward in high heels, but the heavy medical record book that hit me in the face made me go black. “Apologize.” Charles stood tall in front of the bed, his eyes frighteningly cold. Zoe, whose face was so pale that it looked transparent, was leaning against the bed, a bright smile shining in her eyes. This isn’t the first time I’ve met Zoe. Before I smashed her bottle, and after I knew Charles had a wife, I hid in the corner many times and watched her like a voyeur. She liked to wear off-white sweaters and gently took Charles’ suit jacket. She likes rose-scented perfume, which is light and elegant. When Charles holds me in his arms at night, the rich rose scent surrounds me. She likes to do some handicrafts, and Charles wears a red rope she weaved on his wrist. There are traces of her everywhere on Charles, and this woman reveals her edge without making a sound. I tried to ignore it, but it got worse. Especially when Charles was standing beside her as well. I covered my stomach which was hit by the medical record book and met Charles’ warning eyes. …can’t resist. I’m not sure I can break up with Charles right now, so I can only swallow my anger and apologize to Zoe. “I’m sorry, Miss Zoe. I was wrong.” Hearing that I gave in, Charles breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and held Zoe’s hand, his face full of cautious tenderness. “I was wrong. You should take good care of yourself. I will end things with her and we will live a good life from now on.” A very faint smile forced itself onto Zoe’s pale face. Like a small white flower swaying in the wind. I rolled my eyes, but she caught it immediately. “Charles, can you let her out?” Charles obeyed her every word, and he didn’t know where her charm came from. “Go out… Take care of the company’s business. Don’t bother me unless it’s important.” Charles’ cell phone was thrown into my arms. I rubbed my stomach, stood up, and limped out of the ward. The moment I left, I turned back and waved my phone at Zoe. She raised her head from Charles’ arms, her eyes narrowed. He quietly glanced at me. The corners of my mouth curled up. ——The plan was successful.
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