Author: Momo Chan

After finishing my Bar Exam, I found out my fiancé was cheating, and I actually felt relieved. Luckily I was too stupid and trusted Julian Hale too much, So I didn’t find out before the exam, affecting my performance. I logged into Julian’s Delta Airlines account. Found the information of that extra stranger girl. Then opened the contact info column, directly copied the girl’s phone number into Instagram. Profile picture similar to my fiancé’s popped up, I first saw the marriage certificate she pinned on her story: “I think the heavy snow will remember this Christmas we promised our lives to each other.” The date on the certificate was even today. I was stunned, then added her as a friend: “Hi sister, do you know your husband has a fiancée he’s been dating for five years?” … Chapter 1 Friend request was approved almost instantly. Immediately, a voice message popped up: “Sister, it’s not whoever dates first is right.” “Please figure it out, I am the main one now.” Background had sound of water splashing, and a man humming. That song was too familiar to me, it was Julian’s favorite “Thinking Out Loud”. Stomach churned, disgusting enough to make me vomit. I looked at the phone screen, hand shaking almost unstable. Just a minute ago, Julian told me on video call he was working overtime at the company. I didn’t reply to that voice message, but quickly screenshotted Jessie’s Instagram. Dazzling marriage certificate, their intimate photo cheek to cheek, and that caption “promised our lives”. Every picture was a knife stabbing into my heart. But I didn’t cry. I backed up all chat records, photos, booking information to the cloud. Then went to wash my face. Moment cold water splashed on face, numbness pain in heart suddenly exploded. Preparing for exam for a whole year. Turns out when I was gritting my teeth fighting for our future, he already had someone else. No longer needed me, and that future with me. An hour later, sound of door opening came from foyer. Julian entered with a body of cold air, holding a box of exquisite Godiva Chocolates. Usually I never bear to buy. “Zoe, not asleep yet?” He changed shoes, shook the chocolates in hand: “Finally finished exam, let’s celebrate today!” If before, I would be moved to pounce into his arms. But now I only smelled the shower gel scent on him that didn’t belong to me. I sat on sofa without moving, raised hand pointed: “Where did you buy these chocolates?” Julian face unchanged, while taking off coat said: “Just that shop downstairs of company, on the way.” “Downstairs of company?” I chuckled lightly, lit up phone screen, threw on coffee table. “Julian Hale, your company moved to Marriott Hotel in South City?” Julian’s action of taking off coat stiffened. He looked down, gaze landed on that red background marriage certificate photo on screen. “Zoe, you checked my phone?” He didn’t explain, first reaction was to bite back. “I didn’t check your phone, your good sister approved my friend request.” I looked at him coldly, “Explain, Mr. Married Man.” Julian stunned, then as if hearing some joke, sneered out loud. “You wouldn’t really believe it right?” He walked over, picked up a chocolate stuffed into mouth, even rolled his eyes. “This is a truth or dare game we played at department Team Building, loser has to Photoshop a marriage certificate post on social media, everyone is playing.” “Jessie is that intern, young age, loves playing, why are you so unable to take a joke?” I stared at his eyes: “Joke? Then the adjacent high-speed train tickets are also a joke? Her listening to you shower in hotel is also a joke?” Julian threw chocolate wrapper fiercely into trash can, voice raised an octave. “Are you done yet? I work myself to death every day for our future, you only know how to be suspicious!” “I said that was business trip! As for her in hotel, that was everyone playing cards in one room, I showered because I accidentally spilled drink on myself!” “Zoe, did you study silly for exam? Can you not be so neurotic?” While speaking, he took out phone, dialed Jessie’s number in front of me, even put on speaker. Jessie’s crying voice came from other end: “Did sister-in-law misunderstand? Sorry Julian brother, I just thought fun to Photoshop… I delete now, sorry, woo woo woo…” Julian hung up, turned to look at me, face full of “you satisfied now” expression. “You scared the little girl to cry, what else do you want?” “I won’t contact her later okay? Deleted, okay right?” He blocked and deleted Jessie in front of me. Then walked over, forcefully hugged stiff me, chin resting on my shoulder. “Okay wifey, don’t make trouble. Next spring when you get offer we hold wedding, I swear, my heart only has you.” His embrace was warm, but I only felt cold. That night, Julian slept very deep. I kept eyes open till dawn. Taking advantage of his deep sleep, I fished out two movie ticket stubs from today in his suit pocket. And a receipt, was a 1 carat ring. Size was 5, a size I simply couldn’t wear. Tears finally flowed down, along corner of eye into pillow. Turns out so-called vows were just his flirting in another woman’s bed. I took photos of ticket stubs and receipt, then put them back as they were. Chapter 2 Next morning early, Julian went to work like nothing happened. Before leaving kissed my forehead, let me not too tired. Moment door closed, I rushed into bathroom, scrubbed that patch of skin on forehead red. When cleaning bathroom, I found a pink electric toothbrush in the cabinet corner of sink. It was hidden behind spare toilet paper roll. But I clearly remembered, here before put my towels to change. Just then, a strange number sent a text message. “Sister, toothbrush I left, Julian brother said I not used to disposable ones, this soft bristle one brushes clean.” No signature, but I knew it was Jessie. Julian deleted her WeChat in front of me yesterday, she changed a way to disgust me today. “Oh, then can only throw, after all things used by dog, human holding feels dirty.” That side didn’t reply again. Noon time, doorbell rang. I opened door, Jessie stood at door, holding a stack of files. She wore a large men’s white shirt, shirt hem tied a knot, revealing slender waist, face hanging innocent smile. That was birthday gift I gave Julian last year, cuff still embroidered Julian’s initials “JH”. “Sister, Julian brother left urgent files at home, let me come pick up.” Her sight crossed me, greedily looking at furnishings inside, eyes full of unabashed possessiveness. “This house really big, Julian brother really amazing.” I leaned on door frame, didn’t let her in. “Files in study, you go get yourself? Or I get for you?” Jessie blinked: “I go myself, I know where.” She didn’t even change shoes, directly stepped high heels walked into living room, leaving few gray marks on floor. “How do you know where?” I asked coldly. She turned back, covered mouth light laugh: “This is me and Julian brother’s couple joint property, of course I know.” “When Julian brother brought me here overtime before, sister you seemed at library right?” Just then, Julian came back. He said came back to get a USB drive, entered door saw Jessie, face changed a bit, but soon recovered normal. Jessie immediately changed to a aggrieved expression, hiding behind Julian. “Julian brother, sister seems not very welcome me, how about I leave…” Julian frowned looking at me: “Zoe, people come help me send files, why you show face?” I pointed bathroom direction: “That toothbrush also sent along with files?” Julian waved hand impatiently: “Before overtime late occasionally stayed, anyway that time your room empty, just convenience. Why your heart so narrow?” “Also this shirt on her.” I pointed Jessie. Julian looked, righteous: “Last team building dirty clothes lent her wear, haven’t had time return, you even quarrel for this broken matter?” “No wonder you took so long to pass exam, mind not on right path, whole day just staring at these chicken feathers garlic skin.” This sentence, accurately stepped on my thunder point. How much I paid for exam, only myself know. And in his mouth, my effort worthless. Julian turned to Jessie gently said: “Ignore her, since came, eat lunch here, taste your sister-in-law’s cooking.” Jessie cheerfully responded, flew into kitchen like a flower butterfly. Eating time, Julian kept picking food for Jessie. “Eat more, look you thin.” “This shrimp is your sister-in-law’s specialty, only you have mouth luck.” I mechanically shoveled white rice in bowl, watching them talking laughing, as if I was the outsider in this home. Jessie went to serve soup, deliberately hand slipped. “Crash!” Mug responded sound broke. That was my favorite limited edition mug, was first year me and Julian together, saved money went Disney bought. “Ouch! Sorry sorry!” Jessie exclaimed. Julian first time grabbed Jessie’s hand, nervously asked: “Scratched or not? Pain not?” Even if Jessie’s hand didn’t even have a red mark. I silently stood up, squatted down to pick up fragments on ground. Sharp porcelain piece cut my fingertip, bright red blood bead instantly popped out, dripped on floor. Very painful. But Julian didn’t even look at me once. He was still blowing that simply non-existent wound for Jessie. I looked at blood on fingertip, suddenly felt that place always tight in heart broke. Blood drained dry, love also gone. I poured bloody fragments into trash can, calmly said: “It’s okay, broken pieces mean peace (pun).” Just like our relationship. Chapter 3 That night, I had a fever. Probably daytime finger cut not treated well bit infected, plus emotions up and down, by midnight, temperature soared to 102 degrees. Whole body like run over by truck painful, throat dry smoking. I pushed awake Julian beside: “Julian, I uncomfortable, seem fever.” Julian groggily opened eyes, touched my forehead, frowned: “Why so hot? Home has fever medicine, you find yourself.” Finished, he turned over, back to me continue sleep. I endured dizziness, climbed up find medicine, pour water myself. Just then, Julian’s phone on bedside table rang. That kind special attention notification sound, appeared exceptionally harsh in this quiet late night. Julian almost catapulted out of bed. He looked at screen, expression instantly became nervous. Connected phone, Jessie’s crying voice came out, clearly audible in quiet bedroom: “Julian brother… home power cut, thunder so scary… I so afraid…” Julian while listening, while flying putting on pants. “Don’t fear, Jessie don’t fear, lock door well, I come immediately.” I holding water cup in hand, weakly pulled his shirt corner. “Julian, where you going?” Julian threw off my hand, buttoning shirt, tone urgent: “Jessie side power cut, she a little girl live alone, afraid dark, I go look.” “I burn to 102 degrees.” I looked at him, voice hoarse, “Can you not go?” Outside window exactly a thunder struck, heavy rain pouring. Julian looked outside window, then looked face full red me, eyes flashed a trace impatience. “Zoe, why you so selfish?” “You just fever, eat some medicine sleep a sleep fine. Jessie side power cut! In case something happen what do?” “She guts small, you are adult, can you be sensible?” I let go hand, gently smiled: “Okay, you go. Remember bring umbrella.” Julian stunned, probably didn’t expect me so easy talk, eyes flashed a trace guilt, but soon interrupted by phone vibration. “You take care yourself well.” Dropped this sentence, he grabbed car key, head not back rushed into rain curtain. Main door heavily closed, shook my eardrum painful. I paralyzed on floor, listening thunder outside, feeling whole body blood flowing backwards. I struggled took out phone, called Uber to hospital. During waiting, I habitually refreshed Instagram. Sure enough, Jessie updated. A photo under dim candlelight. A bowl of steaming hot noodles. Caption: “Stormy night, exclusive knight braved rain deliver warm heart noodles. Not only stomach warm, heart also warmer.” I liked this post. Then put on coat myself, dragged heavy body downstairs. Hospital emergency hall crowded. I alone registered, drew blood, paid fee, finally sat on cold chair in infusion room. Medicine water flowed into vein along tube, cold me straight shivering. Just then, I saw familiar figure. Julian. He holding Jessie in arms, carefully walking out from emergency room. Jessie draped Julian’s coat, face ruddy, where has a bit look of overly scared? She hung on Julian like boneless person, hand still holding a cup hot milk tea. “Julian brother, people ankle twisted, want hug hug.” “Okay okay okay, hug hug.” Julian eyes full doting picked her up, look not sideways passed in front of me. Only two meters distance. I wrapped in down jacket we bought shopping together, sat on chair closest to aisle. Julian’s gaze swept over here, paused half second, then moved away without wave. He didn’t recognize me. Even we shared bed and pillow full five years. Chapter 4 Next day noon, Julian then came back. He looked refreshed, completely didn’t remember last night had a high fever fiancée abandoned by him. “Zoe, better?” He hypocritically asked a sentence, didn’t even reach hand touch my forehead. “Tonight our engagement fifth anniversary banquet, friends all called, you don’t forget clean up.” He threw suit jacket on sofa, still remaining Jessie’s perfume smell on it. I sat in front mirror drawing brows, tone calm: “Relax, won’t forget.” Night, I put on most exquisite makeup in these years. Wore that red slip dress. That was Julian gave me two years ago, but I always disliked too revealing never wore. When Julian saw me, eyes lit up, obviously thought I already turned page. “Wifey, you tonight really beautiful.” He wanted come hug my waist. I sideways avoided, picked up handbag: “Let’s go, don’t be late.” Arrived restaurant, private room already full of our good friends. Everyone seeing me, all booed: “Ouch, sister-in-law today outshine everyone ah!” Julian face full pride. However, just when everyone raising glass, room door pushed open. Jessie wearing a pure white little dress, timidly walked in. “Julian brother… I don’t want eat alone, can I…” Whole venue quiet for a second. Julian immediately stood up, smilingly greeted whole venue: “Come come come, introduce to everyone, this is our company intern Jessie, today bring her see world.” Friends looked each other, eyes spinning between me and Jessie. As long as not fool, can see trick inside. Jessie very sensibly squeezed to seat beside Julian, face full shyness. During meal, friends to relieve awkwardness, booed let us drink cross-cupped wine. Julian raised wine glass, just about lean over. Jessie suddenly low cry, body soft, whole person fell into Julian arms. “Aiya… head so dizzy…” Julian hand wine glass tilted, red wine spilled some on table. He pushed away wine glass, supported Jessie: “Jessie what wrong? Is it hypoglycemia?” Jessie weakly opened eyes, gaze however dead staring at engagement diamond ring on my hand. “Julian brother, sister-in-law’s diamond ring really shiny… I also want try wear…” “Heard diamond ring can bring good luck, I also want touch joy, just once okay?” Julian actually turned head, face matter of course said to me: “Zoe, look Jessie like this, you just lend her wear a bit? Don’t be so stingy.” Room dead silence. I looked at Julian that face, accumulated long anger suddenly turned into a light laugh. “Okay.” I slowly took off that ring wore five years. Julian sighed relief, reached hand want take. My wrist turned, directly threw ring out an arc. “Clang” sound. Ring accurately fell into trash can in corner. “Aiya, hand slipped.” I faintly said. Julian face changed suddenly: “Zoe! You crazy? That cost twenty thousand bought!” “Twenty thousand?” I took out phone, connected to room big screen projector. Next second, screenshots rolling play on huge screen. Jessie Instagram fake marriage certificate. Julian transfer 520, 1314 records to Jessie. And those explicit chat screenshots. “Julian Hale, you also know twenty thousand expensive ah? Buy bag for mistress cost thirty eight thousand, buy me ring still want installment?”

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Married for five years, after twelve rounds of IVF, Julian and I finally had our own child. The day the child was born, the always calm Dr. Julian Hayes lost his composure and shed tears, holding my hand tightly, saying to me: “Annie, I can never repay what I owe you in this lifetime. From now on, you and the child are my everything.” He carefully picked up the child, mustered up courage to touch the child’s little face, “From now on you are called Max, wish you a life full of happiness and perfection.” Until his First Love’s daughter was diagnosed with Kidney Failure, he said: “Jenny has the talent to be a top artist in the future, absolutely cannot stop here because of physical reasons.” He knelt on the ground, humble almost to begging: “Annie, I checked, Max and Jenny’s match results are compatible, just let Max give up a kidney, okay?” … Chapter 1 Julian Hayes has always been arrogant, never bowed his head for anything. Even when proposing to me back then, he just threw me a ring, “Marry me, you definitely won’t regret it.” But today, for Selena’s daughter, he actually knelt on the ground, humble like a stray dog. Scorching summer heat, but chill spread through my limbs and bones. I closed my eyes deeply, “Julian, do you know what you are saying?” My heart still held a last trace of expectation for him, as long as he said he was momentarily confused, I could forgive him, then pretend to know nothing. Julian remained silent, as if made up some determination, took a deep breath and spoke again, “I know it’s hard for you to accept, but a person only needs one kidney to maintain normal life.” Seeing I refused to loosen up, he said decisively: “If you insist on disagreeing, I am also Max’s Legal Guardian, I have the right to sign the organ donation form.” I froze in place, under huge grief and indignation, I almost squeezed out a sentence from my throat, “Absolutely not.” Julian stroked my head with a look of regret, “Annie, don’t make it difficult for me, okay?” I beat his shoulder, crying and complaining: “When Max was born, it was you who personally said, from now on we are your everything. Julian, it’s only been three years since you said those words.” I cried falling into Julian’s arms, “It’s not must be Max’s kidney right? Medical science is so advanced now, I beg you, let them wait a bit more, maybe there will be a kidney source?” A trace of sorrow flashed across Julian’s face, “If possible, I certainly don’t want Max to…” But Julian’s phone rang, seeing it was Selena’s call, Julian pushed me away without hesitation, answered the phone. Selena on the other end cried hard, “Julian, Jenny entered ICU again, I am alone in the hospital, what to do…” Julian who was just gentle faced instantly panicked. Grabbed car keys, left without looking back, leaving only a decisive back view, “Can’t wait anymore, you rest assured, I will personally perform this surgery, definitely let both children be safe and sound.” Max just woke up, chased after Julian shouting: “Daddy, where going, Max also want go.” But Julian didn’t even look back at Max once, let Max fall on the steps at the door crying loudly. My heart instantly cooled to the freezing point. Wiping dry tears, I picked up Max who was still wailing, took out phone sent a text to Julian, “Let’s divorce.” Julian delayed replying my message, until late night, he came home with toys and snacks. Behind him followed Selena. Before I could stop, Max already pounced into Julian’s arms. He smilingly handed the toy to Max, “Like it? This is specially chosen by Daddy and Auntie Selena for you. And your favorite snacks.” Julian held Max in arms, tore open snack package, fed food into Max’s mouth. Max long forgot morning’s matter, stuck in Julian’s arms, smiling happily. I watched all this coldly, Max relied on him even more than me, but he was cruel enough to want his own biological son to give up a kidney. Still Selena winked, Julian then looked at me, took out a necklace from chest, “Annie, this is a Wishbone, whatever wish you make in the future, I can help you realize.” I looked at him coldly, brushed away his extended hand, “My only wish, is to cancel organ donation to Jenny.” Julian lowered his head, mumbled something unknown, seemed very troubled, “Annie, do you think I feel better than you? Max is my own flesh and blood, but Jenny is also watched growing up by me, I can’t stand by and watch death.” “Julian, forget it, blame me impulsive, proposed letting Max donate kidney to Jenny such request, made your family restless. All my fault.” She lowered head weeping softly, a look of extreme pitifulness. Seeing her tears smash on the smooth floor, Julian clenched fists, knuckles white. “How can this blame you! Even if you didn’t say, I would actively propose it.” I was stung eyes by the two’s intimate actions, took a deep breath to endure not losing composure. Max was scared to cry by this scene, but Julian’s pitying gaze only fell on Selena alone. My whole body blood gradually cold. Before I married Julian, knew he had a childhood sweetheart. When I hesitated whether to agree be with Julian, it was Julian personally promised me, they were just friends, absolutely wouldn’t affect our relationship because of Selena. But when Selena gave birth, Julian would rather miss opportunity for exchange abroad, also want guard by Selena side. The day Selena’s daughter was born, he who never cared about rituals personally went to auction, bid for world’s top pink diamond tiara to give Jenny as gift coming to this world. Jenny just said want paint, he immediately used connections arranged domestic best painter accept Jenny as closing disciple. Pity my Max, when born, only had a silver safety lock, two days later, Julian actively went to Africa for international support. He kept saying loved me and Max most, but he forever put Selena and her daughter’s matters in first place. So many years I have been deceiving myself, but now, I really can’t deceive anymore. Max still holding cheap toy brought back by Julian in hand, mouth containing that cloying candy. Actually Max never liked these, just because it was given by Julian, he was happy terribly. “Max, spit it out, don’t eat if don’t like.” “Enough, Annie, if you can’t stand me and Selena just say it straight, what for taking anger out on child, are you still fit to be a mother?” Until this time, Julian still defending Selena. “If our Max got kidney failure, Selena and Jenny would definitely donate a kidney without hesitation! Annie, you can’t be so selfish.” “Don’t say anymore Julian, you just treat never knew me, never knew Jenny.” Selena cried choking, snuggled in Julian’s arms. Julian eyes cold, glared at me, “Married so many years, until now, I finally saw clearly your cold-blooded ruthless true face.” I suddenly remembered, after marriage me and Julian honeymoon in Sanya, but just then, Selena divorced. Selena just posted a WeChat Moment, Julian without saying a word left me, immediately booked nearest flight flew back to comfort Selena. Consecutive half month accompanied by Selena side. When I walked alone on beach full of couples, Selena’s Moment was [We are world number one best], picture Julian making love breakfast for her in kitchen. When I sat alone under coconut tree, Selena’s Moment was [Secret of eighteen years old], picture Julian’s side face, background in dim cinema. … That half month, once I wake up, just flip Selena’s Moments, tears flow down, then wipe dry, until numb. I always believed Julian. Looking at Julian’s unconcealed affection for Selena, I suddenly laughed out loud, “So, if our wedding date was a bit later, would you have canceled engagement to marry Selena?” “Slap!” A burning slap landed on my face, opposite Julian eyes scarlet, “I did like Selena that’s right. But for you, I gave up all beautiful memories with Selena, isn’t this enough? Must you say such words to provoke me?” Cruel accusation sound like a sharp blade cut open my heart. Tears endured for long time, finally fell like rain. When I looked up, looked at Julian again, eyes already no half bit love. “No, you don’t need to give up memories between you guys. From now on me and Max, absolutely won’t appear in front of you again.” I picked up Max, prepared to leave. But blocked by Julian, “You can go, Max must stay.” I opened lips, but could only laugh weakly. “Julian, must you be so heartless?” Who knew Julian after a silence snatched Max away, pushed me down fiercely. He handed the child to Selena, “You take Max go first!” Tears gushed out stream after stream, I opened mouth but couldn’t shout out sound. Until Max was roughly stuffed into car by Selena. “No! Don’t take away my child!” Voice broke through throat, I heard my own almost collapsed crying sound. But Julian confined me dead, until my eyes black, saw nothing in front. Chapter 2 “Oh my god, sister-in-law you are actually so beautiful, no wonder Brother Julian reluctant to bring out.” “Didn’t expect Brother Julian’s daughter already so big, painting so well, maybe can become top painter in future.” “Look at you no eyesight, paint Jenny uses is specially mixed by our country’s top painter Master Ouyang, presumably Jenny is that closing disciple of Master Ouyang right. Brother Julian really generous.” I was woken up by chattering voices from next room. “Max!” Open eyes again, no one beside me, Max also disappeared. I stumbled ran to door, “Damn, locked!” “Anyone! Help!” I desperately knocked on ward door, but no one opened for me. “Don’t bother, Brother Julian specially instructed next door is a mental patient, some noise is normal.” “Don’t mention, don’t know what happened to Brother Julian recently, always bring some special disease patients back, that kid in further next door also brought back yesterday, said to be especially serious infectious disease, when I delivered meal in only dared throw in from far, porridge spilled on floor, that kid hungry bad just lay on floor lick, quite pitiful.” Must be my Max! They actually treated my Max like this! Max cries once hungry, but at this moment further next door had no sound at all. I cold all over, trembling lips couldn’t say a complete sentence: “Julian, beg you… beg you return Max to me… I don’t want be with you anymore, I don’t want anymore, whatever you and Selena want all okay, beg you guys… return Max to me…” Seemed telepathy, next door suddenly rang child’s hoarse crying shout: “Mom… Max scared! Dad! Mom!” I picked up room chair, fiercely smashed on door, eyes splitting roared out, “Max don’t fear, mom come save you!” That door extremely solid, my hand shocked out bruise, door still dead closed. Until I exhausted, desperately fell on ground, Max over there also already cried hoarse throat. I shedding tears, sorrowfully squeezed few words from throat, “I, donate. Let me and Max go.” A white light flashed, Julian cold face opened door, “Hope you understand my difficulty. Little Chen, donor’s two guardians both agreed donation, immediately notify operating room set up.” Pain to extreme, I suddenly laughed out, “Julian, me and Max won’t forgive you this life.” Julian eye bottom flashed a trace pain, “I promise you, surgery will definitely succeed. Max is my son, I absolutely won’t let him have trouble.” Moment stepping out ward, Max already injected sedative pushed out. He so well-behaved, still didn’t know what he was about to face. My heart seemed pierced repeatedly by thousand needles, already pain to speechless. Even used all strength reached out to touch, also stopped by Julian. Operating room door heavily closed, only left light sentence “Just wait.” But surgery only proceeded less than half hour, Julian hurriedly came out, he full body blood, didn’t even have time say a word to me. I chased behind him, pulling him, “How is Max!? Where are you going?” I then noticed he carried a box in hand, should be holding kidney. “Julian! Max hasn’t got off operating table, you rush to save Selena’s child! You promised me, would let Max come out safe!” I like a shrew dragged him, I cared nothing, I only want my Max safe and sound. “Max surgery remaining part will be done by my most valued student! Jenny critical again, I have to hurry save her!” He pushed me on ground again, ran towards another operating room. I collapsed powerless lay on ground crying, could only pray Max can get off operating table safe. An hour later, doctors in operating room finally came out. I hurriedly wiped dry tears, tried best pull a smile, “Doctor, can I see Max now.” Several doctors face difficult, finally sentenced, “Massive hemorrhage happened before suturing, we tried best. Please restrain grief.” My brain blank, “No, this impossible, I want see Max! Let me see him!” “Sorry, according process, child body need send to Morgue first, you can go morgue claim.” They don’t let me see child… Don’t know how many tears shed, I supported broken body, stumbled walked towards operating room Jenny did surgery. I wanted ask Julian, our Max died, is he satisfied? Chapter 3 “Congrats senior brother, Jenny successfully out of danger, kidney transplant also very successful. You and sister-in-law finally can peace mind.” Selena face full shy, “You guys don’t tease us. Jenny this time escape danger really relied on you guys, gather together another day.” Crowd waited Julian speak, until Julian also nodded, everyone talked and laughed again. Met Selena smile, I heart pain to numb, almost can’t feel pain. How ironic, my child died, Selena’s child escaped danger. Selena and Jenny treated as Julian wife and child, enjoyed everyone’s beautiful blessing, while me and Max treated as mental patient and infectious disease patient, until Max died, no one knew he was Julian’s son. When Jenny wakes up can see own mom, while my Max, can only lie in cold morgue. I couldn’t support anymore, retreated again and again. When Julian saw me, like electric shock released Selena’s hand. “Annie, listen me explain…” I pale face shook head, “Roll away, don’t touch me.” Julian followed beside me, but pulled by Selena, “Julian, wait again okay? Jenny said first person she want see when wake up, is you. You know, in her heart, you already existence surpassing her dad.” Julian didn’t follow up again. I couldn’t help sneer smile, Julian, you also just so so. Not coming disturb me and Max better, I want go pick him home. … “Selena, but I already Max’s dad, Annie’s husband.” Julian gently brushed away Selena hand, “We can’t go back, let those beautiful memories stay in past.” “But you even can for Jenny, let Max give a kidney!” Selena hugged Julian, “You clearly still love me right? Julian, don’t leave us okay?” “Selena, I admit I loved you, but person I love most now, is Annie and Max. Jenny is watched grow up by me, I won’t stand by, but me to you and Jenny, also only stop here.” Selena visibly panicked, “But you took Max one kidney, with Annie character absolutely won’t forgive you!” Julian silent, long sigh. “I will use my second half life everything, to repay Annie and Max.” Julian clicked open chat box with Selena, deleted Selena completely. “If our relationship brought trouble to Annie, then later we don’t contact.” “No, Julian, not like this, clearly we almost could together forever. Between us, Annie is third party.” “But back then, was you actively chose someone else.” Finished, Julian prepared leave. Selena cried red eyes, she knew she no longer influence Julian thought, could only tentatively open mouth, “Julian, at least wait Jenny wake up, let her look you again, okay?” Julian raised left foot stopped in mid-air, hesitated moment still took back, “Okay, but this is last time.” Chapter 4 When found Max body, I delayed dare not lift white cloth. Two days ago still lively calling dad mom good baby, suddenly couldn’t move anymore, also couldn’t speak. When dug out kidney, he must scared terrible. Thinking these, my heart like twisted dough tight,揪 (gripped) pain terrible. Unbearable Max body rot, even reluctant, I also quickly arranged burial. Day of burial exactly Max birthday. Rainstorm pouring, I stood before tombstone, looking Max portrait, thought of dream I had previous night. In dream Max crying followed behind me, chasing ask: “Mom, where is dad? Why not come see Max? Is it Max not good. Max wants dad.” I deeply closed eyes, finally still called that familiar number. “Beep beep beep—The number you dialed is not answered…” Until long time, phone then connected. “Papa Julian, come help me cut cake. I want eat this side has strawberry.” Julian tone extreme doting, “Okay, these all yours.” “Your Papa Julian knows you love eat strawberry most, specially ordered biggest best for you.” … Rain heavier and heavier, people around all left, only left me alone still here. I listened to laughter on other end of phone, heart pain difficult breathe. “Hello? Annie? Still there? Just now… I had something. You called have matter?” I sneered, couldn’t help mock: “You guys celebrating?” Julian on that end seemed stunned, passed good while then stammered open mouth: “Today celebrate Jenny reborn. You and Max good at home okay? I will rush back ASAP.” Phone fell on ground, I didn’t pick, just looked at Max portrait lost mind. Looking looking, suddenly laughed, “Max, knew early let you come this world would be so painful, mom shouldn’t birthed you suffer these. Will you regret become mom child?” Rain washed my body, I groggy returned home. Julian immediately took dry towel help me wipe, tone somewhat blaming, “Went attend whose funeral? Why made this look. Max? Why didn’t see him. Why you not let Max stay hospital few more days, just did such big surgery, what if infected?” Julian lifted cake on table, “Did you put child at parents-in-law home? Let’s go, we go celebrate birthday for Max.” I expressionless looked at mango cake in Julian hand, “So you knew today is Max birthday, but still ran to celebrate for Selena and her daughter?” Julian frowned, “I promise this is last time. Annie, don’t willful, Max still waiting us.” I smilingly slapped off cake in Julian hand. “Enough Annie! What crazy exactly you发 (acting) ?!” I face full bitter smile, tears uncontrollable flow down, “What deep affection you acting here? Act for who see? Max mango allergy you don’t know? Based on what Selena daughter can eat custom cake, my Max only worthy eat these garbage! Julian, since your heart never had me and Max, come back do what?” Met my indifferent eyes, Julian obviously stunned a bit, his voice choked, “Sorry, Max mango allergy? I really don’t know…” His eyes flashed a trace guilt, panic took out phone, “You tell me, what flavor Max like eat, I immediately order best one for him.” He said while taking car key, “Let’s go first, later directly let people send over.” Looking at his subconscious extended hand want pull me, if before, I would happily hold, then pounce into his arms. But now, thinking he also used this hand held Selena and her daughter, I only feel disgusting. “No need go, Max not there.” “Annie, exactly want angry with me till when? Exactly where you hid Max? He just did surgery, can’t stand such toss.” Julian long sigh, as if everything my fault. I no strength argue with him again, “Max died, let’s divorce.” Julian face flashed unprecedented panic, shaking my body, “To anger me, you actually say such words curse own biological son? You quick say, exactly where you hid Max?” Seeing me paralyzed on ground wordless, Julian unbelievable shook head, “Impossible, why Max die? Because post-op infection? No one told me?” I listened Julian these self-deception words only felt funny, so long, he still hasn’t seen son’s medical record. His face emerged nearly despair sorrow, painfully pinched my shoulder, “What exactly happened?” I didn’t want say one more word to him, I really so tired, used all strength support broken body, I coldly said: “Divorce agreement I will let lawyer give you.” My cold to extreme attitude made Julian thoroughly panic, he stumbled out door, drive to hospital.

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In the seventh year of my relationship with Julian Vance, the new drama he starred in exploded overnight. The Shippers of him and the heroine invaded the comment section of my, an amateur girlfriend’s Instagram: “Hurry up and give Julian to someone more suitable.” “The one not loved is the third party, sister you are really superfluous.” “If you don’t break up, we will scold you until you do.” I was so angry I wanted to delete my account. Julian laughed at me for making a fuss, “They just haven’t moved on from the drama.” Later, at every promotional event for the new drama, Julian and the heroine would look at each other and shed tears. When the host asked about feelings, the heroine cried and said: “The order of appearance in life is really important.” Julian sighed, raised his hand and touched her head. That night I proposed a breakup. Julian frowned and explained to me, “She just hasn’t moved on.” “Mm.” “I didn’t cheat.” “Okay.” He didn’t understand, “Then why break up?” I smiled, “Julian Vance, I just suddenly feel it’s meaningless, thoroughly meaningless.” Chapter 1 Julian seemed not to hear me clearly. After a moment of silence, he said lightly: “I want to hear the real reason.” I shrugged, “This is it.” He stared into my eyes, thinking he saw through my mind. “Layla, it’s nothing more than because of what happened during the day, you started being suspicious again, right?” Julian emphasized the word “again”. Indeed, I used to suffer from gains and losses due to lack of security. Especially in the last two years, Julian’s career was on the rise. Once he entered the set, he wouldn’t reply to messages or answer calls. Where he was filming, who he partnered with, he never told me. Many times, I relied on scrolling Twitter, learning Julian’s recent situation from paparazzi roadshows. In those videos, hugging, holding, kissing, were all common meals. I often watched and watched, uncontrollably imagining him being intimate with others, and then suffered insomnia. Maybe I was too petty. A few times I couldn’t hold back, called over, and was coldly hung up by Julian. Next time we met, he always criticized me first time: “I said many times, I need to get into character, completely immerse in the script, can’t be disturbed by outside people and things. “As a professional actor’s girlfriend, you must understand me, support me, not cause trouble, understand?” Chapter 2 I have tried my best not to cause trouble. Only once, haven’t seen for more than three months, I missed Julian too much. I inquired about the schedule in advance, confirmed he wasn’t filming that day before going to visit. To bring his favorite pastries, I queued for three hours. Result caught up with heavy rain. The crew temporarily moved a heavy rain scene to that day. Because of my intrusion, Julian’s kissing scene couldn’t get into state, NG several times. He always treated people properly and thoughtfully, temper extremely good. Worried about causing trouble to everyone, kept apologizing. Only vented anger on me. Even threw the pastries I bought. “Layla, who let you come? Take your broken stuff, go!” My tears swirled in eye sockets. “Julian Vance, you bastard, you only know how to fierce me! “Seeing you busy, I immediately went to the lounge to wait, where exactly did I hinder you? “I don’t want to date you anymore! Break up!” Hearing “break up” two words, Julian paused for two seconds. He clenched fists, restraining full anger. Pressed me on the chair to kiss, kissing and biting, fierce terribly. “Quarrel is quarrel, dare you casually mention break up later?” Today, Julian wanted to repeat the old trick. I stepped back. Let him pounce on empty air. Julian pinched his brow center, patiently continued to explain: “Tara is a newcomer, young, just can’t get out of character for a while, is it wrong? “All colleagues, colleague cried I comfort a bit, is it wrong? “Can you not always suspect me, making me look like a scumbag, I have great mental pressure…” He chattered endlessly. I didn’t listen to a word. Mind recalling the live broadcast during the day. After Julian and Tara looked at each other for a long time, both cried into tears. I don’t understand. In the drama, the ending of male and female leads is happy and perfect. Outside drama, ratings soared all the way, receiving countless praises. What exactly are they crying for? Julian subconsciously wanted to help Tara wipe tears, hand raised halfway felt inappropriate, changed to touching head. A detail made Shippers edit countless videos. Caption: [Your tears are still on face, but I no longer have the identity to wipe them.] If before, I would be extremely jealous, let Julian coax me. But current me won’t. Turns out when relationship reaches end, really like a pool of dead water, can’t stir up waves. “You are not wrong okay, Julian Vance. “But today I just want to break up.” Chapter 3 My stubbornness exhausted Julian’s patience. He was in a hurry to catch a flight, no time to pull with me, only left a sentence: “You calm down yourself first.” This is his most common way to solve problems between us. Just hands off and ignore. Next time meet again, two people kiss hug tired for a while, treat previous quarrel as never happened. With him, not mentioning means passed. But with me, every stroke is remembered. Few days later, I signed a shop transfer contract. “Miss Layla, I see your business usually very good, why not doing it?” I looked at the flower shop in front of me, still very reluctant. After all, poured my effort of several years here. “Because I am about to leave Los Angeles.” Me and Julian are both from San Francisco. Back then he went north to build career, I quit job followed him to LA. At beginning we were very poor, lived in a ten square meter single room, monthly rent six hundred fifty, window only half above ground. Always passersby curiously peeking into window. LA so prosperous. And we were like rats living in gutter. Winter here cold to bone. I bought a second-hand heater, contact bad caught fire at midnight. Julian heard news, borrowed friend’s car, drove seven hours night road back. He this person, put almost all emotions into acting. Usually treat people things lightly. But that time, he hugged me cried almost alkalosis. “Layla, is me useless, let you suffer with me. “I will be red, I will earn lots lots money later, love you cherish you whole life!” Seven years passed. Julian’s career rose step by step, conflicts between us also more and more. No way. I am a person extremely anxious about intimate relationships. And Julian happens to be an actor. His job requires filming many intimate scenes, requires stuffing his soul into another identity, imagining loving others as the character in the play. Once he filmed an intense kissing scene with an actress. That part was exactly the famous scene where male and female leads emotional entanglement deepest. Two people both kissed to tears, uncontrollably hugged together kissed for long time, didn’t even hear director shout cut. Finally both fell on bed, bodies sticking, tearing clothes. Those behind were not in script. Were subconscious reactions after true feelings revealed. Director couldn’t stop applauding, “Good, this part added good, looks like really moved.” Just so coincidence, that day was Julian’s birthday, I specially brought gift to find him. Honestly speaking, seeing that scene, I was very uncomfortable. But no way. This is his job. Even I get angry, jealous, all appear unreasonable. Lack of security, made me anxious, sensitive, controlling desire bursting. While Julian showered, I secretly checked his phone. Discovered. He was very angry. “Layla, are you sick? Are you idle panic? Don’t you have your own things to do?” Fatal three questions. Back then was him coaxed me quit job come LA, said just like me sticking to him, want raise me whole life. After that day, I took out all savings opened this flower shop. Come every day, wind rain not stop. Let myself busy. Then no time to tangle, Julian want kiss who today, intimate scene can shoot to what scale, will have physiological reaction, what if he really can’t get out of character fall in love with others… Chapter 4 Already passed rush hour. Way home, subway empty. Two girls sat next to me, staring at phone, face hanging aunt smile. “Bet or not, Julian and Tara definitely moved heart outside drama too, this kind subconscious approach body movement can’t fool people.” “Doesn’t Julian have girlfriend?” “Think about it, one side is girlfriend dated seven years, old pearl yellow no freshness, other side is fresh beautiful glamorous female star, if you are Julian, who you like?” I silently took out small mirror, looked at myself. I was at least prom queen back then. Not to point of old pearl yellow right. Actually Julian publicizing relationship was forced by me. At beginning, he said didn’t hope bring too much personal life to screen to discuss. So that insiders didn’t know he had girlfriend. There were chasing him, introducing objects to him. Even wanting unspoken rules him. I therefore threw a big temper, “Do you exactly think unnecessary, or think I can’t be shown, don’t want give up your single persona?” Julian scolded me unreasonable. But still announced my existence on Twitter: [Happy 7th Anniversary, Girlfriend @Layla] Late night, #JulianAnnounceRelationship and #JulianTara simultaneously on trending. Because their CP fans wrote a explosive post overnight—— [You are my madness wandering outside secular order.] Summarized all ambiguous interactions of two cooperating till now. In post, they two like hard fate mandarin ducks love but can’t get, and I am the bully blocking their two-way rush. They said Julian only because responsibility, didn’t choose break up with me such mediocre girlfriend. Tara online late night. Like, cancel, post saying hand slipped. All in one go. Even specially @me: [Sister-in-law don’t mind, another day beautiful date meal together @Layla] As if very familiar with me. But I simply don’t know her. Julian advised me don’t overthink, “Tara very simple little girl, she just afraid you awkward.” I subconsciously asked: “She simple, then me?” “You?” Julian hooked lip corner, “Alright Layla, compare what with young little girl.” His tone carried doting. Clearly Tara only two years younger than me.

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When Julian Hale’s bed photos with Willow hit the trending list again. Everyone was speculating how I would go crazy this time. Julian even abandoned a multi-million dollar deal he was negotiating to explain to me. “About the photos, Willow is also a victim, don’t…” I stroked my pregnant belly, didn’t argue or make a scene. “Don’t worry, I understand.” Julian sat down satisfied, but I thought in my heart. He is not a qualified husband, luckily, I am not a perfect wife either. Chapter 1 [Your scheduled prenatal checkup will begin in one hour.] Phone ringtone broke the dead silence in the living room. After I turned off the phone screen, Julian asked me. “Who sent the message?” I explained vaguely, “Just a checkup reminder from the hospital.” “I have some things to deal with, won’t be back tonight.” Just as I was about to go out. Julian hugged my waist from behind. “Riley, why have you suddenly become so sensible?” Julian had a strong smell of Cologne on him. Before, I was always deeply addicted to this scent. Now, I find it exceptionally unpleasant and disgusting. I gently pushed him away, eyes lazy. “I hate the smell on you.” Julian’s face turned gloomy, he pressed me against the wall, leaned down. “You really should learn from Willow, how to please your husband.” His breath sprayed on my neck, words ambiguous. “How about one day, I let Willow teach you some tricks, so you can keep me a bit longer.” I turned my head not wanting to look at him, Julian touched my chin. “You being so obedient is somewhat novel.” He wanted to kiss me, pushed away by me, he wasn’t angry either. “Didn’t you say going to the hospital, I’ll drive you.” I frowned looking at Julian who opened the car door for me, still got in. Opening the car door, the passenger seat cushion turned pink, even the seat belt was shaped like a bear. Julian chuckled indifferently, “Little girls love these pink things, unlike you.” I looked at that passenger seat, eyes a bit sore. Which young girl doesn’t love pink? Once I also wanted to decorate Julian’s passenger seat in pink. But Julian rejected me directly. He said, “Pink is tender, how old are you now?” That year, I was only twenty-five. Perhaps my face was indeed not good looking, Julian promised me. “Tomorrow I’ll have someone remove these things.” I closed the car door, got into the back seat, “It’s okay, little girls, understandable.” Julian’s lips almost pursed into a straight line, silent all the way. Just entered the hospital gate, Willow pounced towards Julian. Even very subtly pushed me, luckily I was guarded against her long ago. Otherwise likely would have fallen. Julian hugged her, even lifted her butt up a few times. “Stop it.” Although his words were blaming, his tone was exceptionally gentle. Turns out he wasn’t specially driving me to the hospital. Just on the way. I didn’t want to watch them flirt anymore, turned and walked towards the hospital interior. Julian wanted to chase me, but was held back by coquettish Willow. “Brother Julian, I also feel a bit uncomfortable.” Such tricks, I’ve seen many times. Last time, at a Charity Gala. Willow bid against me, but failed due to lack of funds. Julian thought I bullied her. So he humiliated me in front of all power holders in New York. Made me lose all face in the circle. Even if I took out evidence, but Willow just casually acted spoiled. Julian unhesitatingly favored her. Thinking of this, I shook my head self-mockingly. Agreed not to care about him anymore, why think about these. I met the doctor, she said the fetus development is all good. So, first moment I got the checkup report. I sent a message to the child’s dad. [Doctor said child is all good, see you at Sky High Restaurant tonight.] Phone rang once, the other side replied a “kisses” emoji. I couldn’t help laughing. Chapter 2 I prepared to leave, familiar voices came from the next consultation room. My steps involuntarily stopped, looked inside. Willow was crying in Julian’s arms. “Great, Brother Julian, we finally have a child.” Julian’s voice soft enough to kill, “Have child then take good care.” Willow’s voice timid with probing, “Then what about Mrs. Hale?” Julian’s face changed a few times, “Your child is also Mrs. Hale’s child.” Hearing this, my heart only felt a burst of numbness. Julian doesn’t love me anymore, but he refuses to divorce. Even now wants me to raise his illegitimate child. But, why? I didn’t want to waste time here, so went out. Not far away a couple happened to come out with me. Husband carefully supported wife’s waist, wife complained coquettishly. “Just pregnant, not that delicate.” Husband spoke firmly, “Pregnancy pain I can’t share for you, but I will do my best to take care of you.” Two looked at each other and smiled, affection between them. Scene in front was so warm, I couldn’t help thinking of the past. First time learned pregnancy, I was excited sleepless all night. Next day Julian worked overtime home, I told him first time. I flipped through memory, what was Julian’s reaction then? He held me spinning in the living room, like a fool. I thought that was my happiest time. But, Willow came back not long after. My relationship with Julian returned to before. Later, that child was gone. Screech sound, a car stopped in front of me. Passenger window slowly lowered, Willow smiled very proud. She touched her belly looking at me, “Mrs. Hale, afraid have to wrong you sit in back.” “Brother Julian said I just pregnant, can’t bump in back.” Julian frowned looking at Willow, then looked at me. “How was your doctor visit?” I put away report, face already restored calm. “Fine.” Before Julian spoke, I rejected him first. “Told you before, not going back tonight, we are not on the way.” Willow fake oh-ed. “Mrs. Hale right, not same road indeed can’t walk together, forcing won’t be happy.” I stared at Willow with a half-smile, “Me and Julian haven’t divorced yet, not your turn a mistress to lecture me.” Willow lowered eyes, tears about to fall, grievance on body almost uncoverable, Julian immediately heartached hugged her comfort, then glared at me. “Riley, apologize.” I sneered, “Why should I apologize, which sentence I said wrong.” Willow instantly burst into tears crying extremely sad, Julian eyes sank. He let people pull me into car, suddenly in some alley, Julian stopped car. I watched him kiss Willow’s lips in front of me,啧啧 (smacking) saliva sound constant. What is this? Julian holding panting Willow teased, “Willow body soft like water, not hurry teach Mrs. Hale how to serve man?” Willow laughed strangely, leaned down. Julian hand pressed Willow’s head, eyes dead staring at me. I looked at scene in front, only felt disgusting terrible. Car door locked, I bent over constantly retching. Stomach violent cramps made me painful tears flow full face. Unknown how long passed, Julian sighed comfortably. I wiped a tear, sat in back seat closing eyes. Julian satisfied touched Willow’s head, “You are much better than her, some people in bed like wood, boring extreme.” I have to admit, even I already completely gave up Julian. But hearing Julian’s dislike, I still felt a bit heartache. It’s okay, as long as time long enough. I definitely can walk out. I touched my belly, heart felt much better. Chapter 3 Afterwards, Julian let Willow get off. All the way, we looked at each other silent. Finally he couldn’t hold it, slammed brakes. I subconsciously covered my belly, he didn’t see. He smashed steering wheel eye corners scarlet, “Riley Lu, when will you torture me until?” My face emerged irony, “What did I do?” “Even you guys doing in front of me, I endured, what else you want me to do?” Julian suddenly cold face, “Willow’s child, is me didn’t handle well, I apologize to you.” “She first time pregnant, crying begged me keep child, so…” She first time pregnant so Julian reluctant, then does he still remember how our first child gone? When I pregnant three months, because unstable fetus stayed home nursing. But unexpectedly received Willow’s provocative video. In video, she was doing with Julian in front of French window. That French window I recognized at one glance, that was when we just married. Wedding gift Julian gave me, a hotel exclusively under my name. That room even not open to public, but now. Julian actually messing with Willow in that place. I received video first time killed over. I smashed whole hotel, even stripped Willow naked threw on street. I hysterically roared at Julian. “Julian Hale, I loved you sixteen years, you also swore never fail me, why you treat me like this?” “Especially this woman, is a Escort.” I thought I could wake up Julian, but Julian just slowly buttoned up. “Escort also better than you, at least she knows how to please people.” That sentence directly knocked me into abyss. Warm hotel four seasons like spring, I froze trembling all over. Also that time, let me lose first child. From that day, Julian and Willow completely moved to table surface. They pair up pair in major banquets balls, Julian even personally helped Willow integrate into High Society. With his help, Willow step by step stood firm in circle. Even, company Willow established faintly competed market with my company. All this, Julian saw in eyes, but never stopped. People in circle all mocking me, licking dog licked more than ten years got nothing. Julian lit a cigarette, his words came through smoke. “And I plan, this child born give you raise.” I lowered eyes cover irony in bottom of eyes. Who rare your child? Not like I have no child. “No need, I…” My words not finished, Julian already changed face. “I already guaranteed like this, why you still cold face?” I dumbfounded laughed, “Julian, how about we just forget it.” My voice very light, Julian suddenly sneered. “Riley Lu, is this another new trick you changed?” No trick, I just tired. Julian suddenly answered a call. “What? I come immediately.” Then he looked at me, eyes forest cold. “Don’t regret.” I understood warning in Julian’s words. But I didn’t want care, got off car. Almost my foot just landed, car roared away. I looked at car back thinking. How anxious he was, even red lights ignored. Clearly before, Julian was a person carved rules into bones. Still remember when I just married into Hale family, because late night abdominal pain needed family doctor. But Julian rejected me with reason family doctor on leave, shouldn’t disturb. If not I dialed 911 myself before coma. Afraid I would die in Hale family then. Even next day, Julian came hospital see me. Also just a light sorry then ended. That time me, actually took this sentence as Julian’s introverted love. I shook head, hailed taxi on roadside went to Sky High Hotel. But received father’s message at hotel entrance. Chapter 4 [Lu Group recently funds somewhat difficult, I found Julian few times, he refused see me.] I looked message frown, what is he making trouble again? Vent for Willow? I replied message. [Dad, you go back first, I go find him talk.] I took out phone messaged child’s dad. [Family accident, tonight date cancel.] Phone soon rang, a message popped out. [Need my help?] I somewhat tangled, finger hovered on screen long time then replied. [Okay.] I returned Hale house. Villa brightly lit. Second floor window projected two tightly snuggled figures. That is bedroom direction. I quietly approached, heard Willow acting spoiled. “Brother Julian, this dress indeed not bad, just a bit small.” Julian laughed dull, “You be careful, this is Riley mother’s relic.” Boom sound, my brain sky spin earth turn. Julian actually gave my wedding dress to Willow wear. That dress was hand made by my mother, to collect diamonds on it. She personally went South Africa mine, picked for me one by one. More for embroidering this wedding dress, tired bad eyes. Julian he clearly knew meaning of this wedding dress. Suddenly, inside Willow screamed. “Brother Julian, this dress broken, what do?” I couldn’t hold anymore, directly pushed door in. Willow scared hid into Julian’s arms, I directly gave her a slap. Willow instantly woo woo cried, Julian frowned. “Just a wedding dress, worth throwing so big temper?” This sentence made my numb heart pain again. Just a wedding dress? My eyes too sorrowful, Julian let Willow take off wedding dress. Wedding dress already deformed, no longer look of back then. I held wedding dress went guest room, prepared put away well. Willow however unknown when touched over. She hooked lips smile, “How you so cheap, already entered room by me to this degree, still dead rely not go.” I sneered, “I want divorce, but Julian not allow.” “You so capable, you go find him.” I turned want leave, Willow suddenly fell on ground. “Brother Julian, save my child.” Almost instantly, Julian rushed over. He stared at me with furious look. “Riley Lu, my previous warning you didn’t take to heart a bit.” I stepped back half step, “I didn’t push her, she fake fall herself.” Julian however heartached hugged Willow in arms. “Willow nature gentle kind, absolutely won’t frame you.” Willow also cried, “All my fault, I shouldn’t appear in front of Mrs. Hale.” This sentence made Julian ruthless. “Mrs. Hale brain not clear, help Mrs. Hale clear up.” I wanted flee, bodyguards behind blocked. They filled a pool full water. And pressed my head into water. I childhood once drowned, so fear water very much. Julian knew, I struggled shouted. “Julian, I will die.” I thought, he more or less would consider old feeling. But he just lightly frowned. “Riley, not give you a lesson, you won’t learn good.” “My people have measure, won’t really hurt you.” Just like this, muddy water soaked my head. I desperately struggled, mind emerged look of drowning back then. Horror and despair wrapped me. My abdomen also came a sharp pain. “Stop!” Just when I despair, I heard that familiar voice. Soon, I was pulled up hugged in arms. “Riley, are you okay?” I crazy coughed, body couldn’t help trembling. But my heart settled down. Because I realized, Xavier Stone came. Julian saw Xavier first time was doubt. “Why you came?” Xavier brows like ice, peach blossom eyes full killing intent. “You want kill my wife child, of course I have to come!”

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Married for seven years, Julian Frost spent every Christmas with Layla. That Imposter who occupied my identity for 15 years. On the first Christmas Eve, he took away the Elderberry Syrup I boiled while coughing blood, said Layla was in the North, heating was too dry. I endured high fever and smiled: “Then Mr. Frost, cash it out for me.” That night, my account had an extra $10 Million. At midnight of the second year, he lit up half the city with fireworks for Layla in a no-fireworks zone. I took a picture of him lowering his head to pay the fine at the police station, exchanged for a Hudson River view villa. At the third year’s family dinner, I sat alone at the end of the table, listening to aunts’ ridicule. “The real heiress is not as good as a fake phoenix.” “So what if she’s the biological daughter? After all, she grew up in the Riverdale Lane slums, can be dismissed with money.” I smiled, recorded the audio and sent it to Julian, next day, received the Vintage Emerald Necklace I had eyes on for a long time. Just like this, every year I used his absence, exchanged for abundant real gold and silver. Until this year, Julian unprecedentedly stayed for Christmas. On the way to the family dinner, before I could speak, he actively handed over a share transfer agreement worth hundreds of millions. Presumably, this reunion dinner is a Hongmen Banquet (a trap). But, it doesn’t matter. I calculated the “compensation” I begged for these years, enough to buy down the Riverdale Lane in their mouths. Outside window fireworks exploded, time to leave. From now on, every New Year beats the old year. Chapter 1 Julian Frost sighed in relief after watching me sign the sky-high price agreement. “Layla is back, this home, will have two hostesses in the future.” “Layla is responsible for accompanying me, you are responsible for taking care of home and child.” “You sisters just live peacefully like this, okay?” Right, such big spending was originally for this. I raised my eyes: “Sure, Mr. Frost compensated so generously.” “If I still don’t know my place, I would be insensible.” Julian seemed touched: “Luna, don’t worry. The title of Mrs. Frost is forever yours, the decency you deserve, won’t be a cent less.” I sneered, stepped into the Frost family old mansion. At a glance, saw daughter kneeling alone in front of Layla, forehead still had blood mark. Aunts were surrounding and jeering. “Lily, quick call Little Mom, call then you have good days in future.” “Relying on your biological mom, useless.” Daughter bit her lip, just didn’t open mouth. Layla lost face, reached out and pinched Lily’s chin: “You girl, why don’t know what’s good for you!” Julian beside saw this, said nothing. I rushed forward pushed Layla away, hugged Lily into arms. Looked up, saw the woman wearing a wedding ring same style as mine, just the diamond was a circle bigger. “Layla, you…” My words not finished, Julian already strode forward, blocked in front of Layla. “Luna, speak nicely.” “Didn’t you agree just now? Calling Little Mom is also should be.” I looked at him nervous for Layla, just like when I was made difficult by Layla back then, he defended me. Really, feng shui turns. I smiled: “True.” “However, I agreed, but Little Aunt becomes Little Mom, letting Lily change addressing also needs a fee.” “Right, Mr. Frost?” A trace of impatience flashed in man’s eyes: “Money again!” Then eyelids didn’t lift, signed a check handed to Lily. Exchanged for daughter’s awkward “Little Mom”. Layla’s smile hadn’t unfolded yet, froze after seeing the amount on check. Julian detected, immediately put a jade pendant on Layla’s neck. Full room exclaimed. That was the token Frost family passed to the eldest daughter-in-law. When married back then, mother-in-law wanted to put on me, but stopped by Julian, said he would keep for me. He didn’t give, I then asked myself. So, third year Christmas Eve dinner, after suffering enough ridicule, I named and asked for that set of town-field Emerald jewelry. Heard, can offset ten of this jade pendant. … Christmas dinner started, I was still arranged at the end of table. Layla sat at main seat, welcoming everyone’s compliments. She smilingly echoed then looked at me. “Sister, remember you love eating crab most, I specially let Julian air transport best butter crab, you eat more.” I looked at that plate of tempting crab, fingertips trembled. Yes, fifteen years old taken back to Lin family, liked crab most. That was fresh sweetness never tasted in Riverdale Lane. Until one year, relying on parents’ doting, Layla who always squeezed me suddenly stopped. Even invited me to a private crab restaurant I liked most, said want reconcile. I ate crab meat, listened to her say “sisters deep affection”. Woke up again, was in abandoned warehouse outside city, whole body naked, blue and purple. Since then, crab’s fresh sweetness and pain despair bound dead together. Remember, that time was Julian kicked open door found me. Also him personally sent crying defending Layla away, swore not let her near me again. He even smashed whole table crab feast, hugged me said: “This life not allow you touch that dirty thing again!” And at this moment, this man was peeling crab shell, putting crab meat into my bowl. Movement was patience never had before. “Luna.” His voice low: “Matter passed so many years, should put down.” Full table silence, everyone watching my reaction. I smiled picked up crab meat, sent into mouth. “Yes, should put down, calculating again makes me look petty.” Grease fat choking people. Julian relieved heavy burden. That night, I had high fever. In groggy saw in phone, Layla’s Instagram post. Again full city fireworks, but this time woman said: “Finally back, he said, this life won’t let me leave again.” Photo corner, is Julian’s back hugging her shoulder. Almost simultaneously, phone vibrated, bank account received a huge amount. Really fair. I propped up body, called lawyer: “That last street shop in Riverdale Lane, buy it for me.” “Also, draft a divorce agreement.” Chapter 2 Second day, Christmas Day, Frost family custom to worship ancestors in Family Chapel. When I rushed there with fever, Layla already stood beside Julian, holding the incense stick that should be held by me. She just about to step over threshold, blocked by Frost family uncle. “Frost family rule, non-main wife not enter chapel. Miss Lin, please stay.” Layla steps paused, eye rims looking at Julian red and red. “Julian, I saved your life back then. Now, can’t even enter chapel?” Everyone expression subtle. Julian frowned looked at her, then turned to me. Nodded, counted as default. Then he walked to my side, forcefully held my hand tight. “Layla she, just has a knot in heart, wants go in look. Don’t expose her.” I smiled, back held his hand rolled up my own sleeve. A hideous scar extended from wrist to forearm. “Stomach, leg scars have more, want see?” Man shrank back hand, looked away. He knew clearer than anyone, back then opponent set death trap for him, was me desperate blocked several knives for him, body pierced through. And Layla who kept saying saved him? She ran. Just coincidentally met police I called, everything became her credit? Julian froze in place, stared at that scar long time, said to Layla. “Layla, you go back first.” … Afterwards, ancestor worship hastily ended. Julian dragged me in study, eye bottom was burning anger. “Must mention back then matter in that occasion?” “Luna, how you became calculating like a shrew.” “Use that bit broken thing want bind people not let go?” Looking at his disgusted look. I dazed for long time. Shouldn’t be like this. That year Julian would hold my hand say “very nice to listen” when everyone laughed at my accent. Would when I punished kneeling by Lin family, midnight climb wall pick lock, carry trembling me again and again say “don’t fear”. Just for this bit warmth, I desperately wanted pull him out from despair. Look, back then me how silly. And now, a sigh too late to exit, he threw a document on table. “Title of Mrs. Frost, since you reluctant, then you keep it.” “But human can’t want both.” “Those few old factories and land of your Lin family, I transfer to Layla.” I reacted long time, then understood. He meant Lin family’s last foundation. Back then his company verge of bankruptcy, I gritted teeth sold whole Lin family to fill his hole. That time he held my hand, tone choked: “Luna, believe me. These industries, I will definitely redeem back double give you.” Now, want take to give Layla for support? Also, even my life took for him became “broken thing”. These count what. “Up to you, but things agreed leave for Lily, not allowed move!” His eyes dodged a bit, avoided my sight. I almost sneered out: “You already moved?” Immediately, I received notification message, Lily’s education fund, trust authority all changed. Only heard man impatient said: “These years, gave you already enough.” “Layla pregnant, is a boy.” I subconsciously questioned: “Pregnant, how possible!” Julian face instantly changed: “Why impossible?” “You can’t birth, doesn’t mean she can’t.” I suddenly laughed, remembered that year physical exam report after we two injured. Those few knives, long cut off possibility of us two being parents again. Funny is, that time I actually wanted protect his self-esteem, lied was my own problem. That time he hugged me, voice choked. “No matter, we have Lily enough, she is our only.” Just wanted expose, Layla supported waist walked in. “Sister, don’t think everyone like you.” She changed topic. “Besides my child is Julian brother’s authentic flesh and blood.” “Instead you, back then trampled by so many people, who knows who is Lily’s biological father?” “Maybe even yourself can’t find all right!” I stood in place, brain blank. Turned look Julian: “So, you also think so?” Chapter 3 Man stepped forward hugged Layla. Deep voice said: “No matter what I think, Lily I will raise.” “But if you go against Layla again, I dare not guarantee Lily can still safely stay in Frost family.” Good one “no matter what he thinks.” He forgot how determined he was once right. Back then group of people hired by Layla, eventually timid, although tortured me scene unbearable, but I didn’t really lose virginity. Later I explained to Julian several times, he all red eyes covered my mouth. “Don’t think those painful things anymore, all passed, I believe you”. To prove his trust and deep affection, he quickly married me, not long I pregnant with Lily. I nervously proposed do DNA Test, he angry smashed cup, said I was insulting him and child. But now looks, he never believed me. Looking at this strange yet familiar man in front, suddenly felt all struggles lost meaning. I laughed: “Lily no need you raise, since you don’t believe, then we divorce.” Julian like heard some absurd words. “Divorce? Frost Group just took a government project, now can’t have any negative news, especially divorce.” “Besides, did you fish enough on me these years?” “If Frost family fell, those ‘compensations’ of yours tens of millions hundreds of millions, who can you ask for?” I nodded. Indeed, this marriage, can’t divorce now. Man in anger, really can’t fish last compensation! Just thinking, outside door came nanny voice: “Madam, Lily vomited, whole body burning hot, keep shouting pain!” But during holidays, family doctor went back hometown for New Year. Pretended not seeing Layla holding Julian’s hand. I panic held burning confused daughter, rushed to hospital. Acute pneumonia, hospitalized IV drip. Needle poking crying Lily, mouth noisy want Daddy. Before she sick, Julian even busy, would rush back, personally coax daughter feed medicine, guard by bed all night. But now. I looked up saw Layla holding Julian, walked out from VIP prenatal checkup channel. Julian start to end, didn’t look at us once, look at Lily shouting Daddy. Turns out, love never disappears, just transferred. Another year New Year, I alone guarded Lily in hospital. Wait she discharged, I took her to that villa in South Mountain. That was built by Julian according my childhood memory, inside collected all old things left by adoptive parents, was my first half life only remaining bit warmth. However, walked into yard, I detected wrong. That old plum tree I transplanted in yard was sawed off. Stepped in door, old rattan chair sat in childhood, adoptive mother’s sewing machine, adoptive father’s old bookshelf… all destroyed into pieces. Only heard Layla say: “Julian, these rags look bad luck, how I raise fetus ah?” Man smilingly touched Layla’s head: “You can’t stand looking then throw, up to you handle.” Voice not fell, always expensive man, rolled up sleeves, helped Layla move that red wood dowry chest adoptive mother prepared for me back then, walked to garbage truck outside yard. Layla looked up saw me, proud said: “Sister came? This house old air heavy, bad for fetus, I cleaned up a bit.” Saying, she picked up that only intact family photo on table, in front of me, fiercely smashed to ground. Glass shattered, adoptive parents’ faces scratched broken. My whole body blood rushed to top of head. Looking at panicked Lily, I suppressed trembling voice. “Auntie Zhang, take Lily to car.” Nanny panic held away child. I locked door, step by step walked to Layla. Raised hand, a slap fiercely fanned over. Layla hit on overturned sewing machine, but no trace panic, instead raised chin looking me. “Just angry? This counts what.” “You still don’t know right, your adoptive parents I found people killed.” “Who let them insist go Lin family, seek justice for you? Want send me to jail?” “So ah, I had to send them go forever.” My hand raised in mid-air, instantly froze, then started uncontrollably trembling. Woman appreciated my collapse, continued. “Also ah.” “Julian brother, he knew long ago. So back then rushed send me away.” “Not for you, was protecting me ah, my silly sister.” Instant, brain blank. I grabbed half piece broken wood on ground, smashed at her, then pounced up choke her neck. At this time, door suddenly crashed open.

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Accidentally scrolled to a Reddit thread about regrets of youth. But didn’t expect the first comment opened, was posted by my husband Julian Cole. He tagged his high school classmate Hailey’s handle, attached two photos of them together back then: “Have a secret, sophomore year I liked you.” Hailey’s reply was upvoted to top: “Same year, I also liked you.” Netizens were moved and matchmaking, hoping they pursue true love, don’t leave regrets. That night Julian posted a photo of them in a cafe, caption: “Long time no see, always have to be brave once.” Everyone excitedly blessed, I also liked it. By the way, booked tomorrow’s Abortion appointment. Chapter 1 After appointment success, I opened that thread again. Confirmed Julian’s first comment, was posted at midnight three days ago. That time I was blowing out twenty-six birthday candles, saying my wish: “Hope me and Julian love each other for life, never separate.” Julian put down phone, don’t know if heard clearly, casually responded: “Happy birthday, wish you get what you want.” Actually before this, I dared not express my feelings so directly. Seven years ago, Julian’s mother was critically ill, only wish was to see son start a family. But that time Julian was so poor he couldn’t even pay off Student Loans, plus dying mom and alcoholic dad, others avoided him like plague. Just when his mother was about to die with regret, I, this college classmate jumped out: “I don’t need anything, can marry you tomorrow.” Julian didn’t understand, I casually found a reason: “Just for your handsome face.” After marriage, no house no car no wedding, only thing had, was two credits added by school. Others secretly scolded my brain kicked by donkey, I only touched the ring on ring finger smiling silly. After graduation Julian’s startup was difficult, every night after social events, stood on shabby balcony of rental apartment smoking a cigarette. Back view melancholy lonely. I walked over, through smoke looking at his tough side face, let tone sound relaxed: “Dinner ready, today King Crab on sale, I bought two legs, very fat.” He blew a smoke ring, deep voice said: “Leslie, is it worth it with someone like me?” “Worth it.” I answered without hesitation. He turned head deeply looked at me, “If you regret want divorce, just tell me, I won’t force stay, give you freedom anytime.” “But also rest assured, in marriage, I will fulfill husband duty well, absolutely won’t have mistress.” Julian’s words drifted into my ears with evening wind. “This marriage of ours, led by you.” Thoughts pulled back, in downtown luxury villa, I looked at whole plate of King Crab before table, couldn’t help sighing. Just finished food steaming hot, person waiting probably still in gentle land, I took off apron eating alone. “Mr. Cole”, downstairs several maids’ voices rang simultaneously. Not a while, Julian walked up. He arm resting suit jacket, white shirt showed broad back narrow waist figure more. Beautiful face hung shallow smile, seemed mood very good. He walked to table, put down a small piece of cake. “Eat some sweets, mom mood good, baby in belly also happy.” Last month after confirming pregnancy, between me and Julian, added few points sweetness never had before. He would actively say want eat food I make, would bring me delicious food after work, would stick ear on my belly, listen to baby sound… Before this, except in bed, he treated me always polite distant. I thought we finally about to start dating, so that birthday day, said wish of never separate with him. Didn’t expect, he still didn’t forget Hailey. I fixedly looked at cake. Recognized at glance, bought from that cafe he reunited with Hailey. On it still had nuts I’m allergic to. Throat somewhat difficult, I softly asked: “Do you have anything to say?” Say it openly, say you can’t forget first love, say you really want be with her. This way you still count as brave, not sneakily stepping on two boats. I also won’t pester, we frankly separate. “No, I go shower first.” My heart sank. Julian turned to leave, I reached out pulled his suit jacket resting on arm, wanted stop him. “Why not…” Next second, glass jar of Origami Stars hidden in jacket fell out. Clang sound, glass splashed. Red paper stars fell all over floor. Chapter 2 Maid let out a cry. Julian turned head hard voice questioned: “Pull me for what? Want die?” His brows tight frowned, this is first time I saw steady him so furious. I stunned at once. Maid hurried forward, wanted help pick up. Shouted back: “Get out, all fucking not allowed touch.” Julian disregarded image squatting on floor, carefully picking paper stars look, like picking up rare treasure. This paper stars, is reunion gift Hailey brought him. In their cafe photo, can find trace. Splashed glass cut my foot, slowly flowing blood trace. Blood dripped on tile, didn’t stir half ripple in Julian’s heart. Finally, he held paper stars in palm, lightly glanced me once, walked straight downstairs. No one sentence explanation. “Let’s divorce.” I softly shouted. His steps paused half second, don’t know if heard clearly, continued walk down. Night, I lay alone on bed, staring at white ceiling. Julian in next door study, one by one counting paper stars if missing, if still 520. Man vigorous and resolute in business, this moment like a boy first awakening of love. This gift, carried his responded love. Actually, his secret crush was not unknown to anyone. I clearer than anyone, sophomore year, how much Julian liked Hailey. Pillow wet by tears, made dream also become humid. In dream, I returned to that sour youth… Summer vacation before high school start, I wearing heavy mascot suit, distributing flyers under 100 degrees sun. Group of kids surrounded me punching kicking, sweat mixed helpless tears flowing down. “Dead kids, not allowed bully people!” Boy took stick chased them away, patted dust on my body, also helped pick up scattered flyers. “Are you okay? Little Bear.” “Don’t fear, I accompany you finish, they dare not come again.” I followed gentle voice look up, through mascot suit small hole, sight from mole on his nose tip to a pair beautiful eyes. This is first time I saw Julian, also my first time moved heart. High school I was in class next to Julian, always subconsciously looking for his figure. But slowly, I found his gaze often stopped on his deskmate Hailey. That bright smiling girl, everyone said she was Prom Queen little sun. Julian attracted by her, human nature. And I wearing thick black frame glasses, grades ordinary looks ordinary, completely transparent person, not cared is also normal. I only hate myself not beautiful enough. Boy nature Julian, thought his love hidden hidden enough. But what I most familiar, is that silent like dare not look eyes same as him. I watched him such cold boy, sitting beside Hailey, face is shy embarrassment. Watched sports meeting he tried best run first place, secretly put medal into Hailey school bag. Watched him stuff umbrella into Hailey drawer, self rained heavy rain home. Whole high school my only intersection with Julian, was on graduation day, he knocked my shoulder. “Classmate, can help us take a photo?” So I put away camera borrowed want take photo with him, pressed freeze button for him and Hailey. Hailey eyes round, gentle smiling. Julian side head look her, eyes is unspoken love. These two photos, now appear in Julian confession comment section. Chapter 3 Julian didn’t return to bedroom all night. Before no matter how polite distant he treated me, never slept separate room with me. Morning, I pushed open guest room door, Julian already got up, standing before window slowly tying shirt cuff buttons. “Comments in your post, I saw.” I straight to point, voice extremely light. He didn’t have panic of being discovered, action of tying buttons still calm, “So this is reason you propose divorce?” “This reason not enough?” “Enough.” He said again: “But no need.” Julian walked closer to me, handed tie over, meaning couldn’t be more obvious. Every morning tying tie for him, is rare intimate ritual between us. I also very enjoyed this moment sweetness. But now, I didn’t take, only silent. He also didn’t angry, calm open mouth: “Thought about after divorce, what your life will be?” “No villa, no dozen maids serve, those fawning people outside, also won’t give you good face again, can you still accept such days?” He used material and power remind me, let me recognize reality. But person really can’t accept losing everything in front, actually is himself. He thought I same as him, but I married penniless him back then, wanted, only Julian this person. “Leslie, people all like this, heart all have unforgettable first love.” “But you rest assured, me and her, also just dating.” “I won’t let her trouble to you, won’t make illegitimate child, more won’t affect your Mrs. Cole position.” Julian deeply looked at me. Back then on balcony when he said “absolutely won’t have mistress” promise, tone also this certain. I naturally not believe, only inexplicably want laugh. He touched my belly, “Your only task now, is rest assured raise fetus.” I remembered abortion surgery booked yesterday, just wanted open mouth. His phone rang, Hailey voice faintly came from other end: “All blame you, boiled phone porridge with me all night, I have dark circles now.” “Later date, I not beautiful anymore, what to do ah.” Julian hooked mouth corner laugh, “Silly, in my heart, you look good anyway.” He pulled away me standing at door, walked out while chatting. Turns out he didn’t return bedroom sleep last night, was saying love words with Hailey. After Julian went out, I drove alone to hospital. From lying on operating table to down, less than fifteen minutes. Found lawyer simply drafted a divorce agreement, property I only asked for a small apartment. I just want pull out ASAP, don’t want tangle with Julian too long. Holding agreement walking on street, after handling things, dusk already sprinkled city. Called Julian few calls, all mechanical busy tone. Forgot, he said won’t answer my call during work time. Self-made Julian, fight for seconds on work, afraid slow a bit eliminated by society. After phone hung up, big data pushed me nearby amusement park live stream. In lens, wearing cartoon headband Julian and Hailey, sitting on pirate ship ten fingers interlocked. Happiness feeling through screen choked my neck, let my breathing stop. I mentioned request go amusement park together many times before, wanted sit carousel Ferris wheel with him, but he always said busy, said many social events, said that place too noisy too childish. But now him in phone, laughed so wantonly. Turns out he such busy person, also can spare time date. Turns out not didn’t want go, but person want go with isn’t me. Heart calmly numb, after back home, phone rang. Hailey voice pressed low came: “Old classmate, long time no see.” “Speaking of which, back then I should let them beat you to death at North Gate, save you now eyesore.” Chapter 4 Few people believe, Hailey who is sunny and kind in their eyes, would grab hair drag people into alley beat. Graduation day, Julian asked her meet at school gate. Julian waited at West Gate, I saw Hailey chatting with friends at North Gate. “That poor boy really wants ask me out, funny coming.” “But say one thing say one thing, he looks also school grass level, you not count too loss, try first ba.” “Roll ah, face can eat as rice? Usually bored play play okay, really dating will dye me poor sour smell too, disgusting.” My clenched fist waved to Hailey face, trembling voice cursed: “You guys then fucking disgusting!” Finally, I was dragged into alley by them, tore off clothes. Forced kneel in front of them, turn slapping my face. After they left, I limped to West Gate, wanted tell Julian don’t wait. But saw him nervously rehearsing confession, I dared not step forward. Leaned on other side corner wall, secretly substitute female lead, fantasy happiness. “Leslie, Julian just bought me ring worth million, said to you is kinship is responsibility, person loved always me. That stall goods on your hand still embarrassed wear?” Turns out my seven years youth, only exchanged his sentence “kinship only”. I looked down, at somewhat worn plain band on ring finger. Back then Julian spent 200 dollars bought, said later have money then change diamond ring for me. Promise in his mouth, always so light and fragile. “Hailey, you said right.” I took off ring threw into trash can, “So you better help me persuade him, briskly sign, I waiting him come find me divorce.” “Also, those few slaps back then I didn’t forget, next time meet I will count return to you.” “You dare? Do you know…” Her voice sharp rang, I lazy listen again, directly hung up phone. Then sent call record, amusement park live screenshot and thread comments etc cheating evidence together to lawyer, request redraft a divorce agreement. I want take back everything I should take back, even if lengthen time tangling with Julian. But out of my expectation is, Julian who didn’t return all night, next day I haven’t found him, he actively contacted me. Followed address he sent arrived private room. Once open door, a glass red wine splashed over face on. Sticky wine flowed from face into clothes, Hailey aggrieved complain, open mouth just come: “Back then was you, clearly knew Julian waited me at West Gate, but told me North Gate.” “Harmed us missed so many years.” “You love him but can’t get, then intervene break us up, also take advantage emptiness let him marry you, you really so cruel heart!” She tears and voice together, painful extreme. I looked at Julian sitting aside, staring at me indifferently, faintly suppressing anger, tone cold hard like iron: “Hailey already told me truth, you have anything want say?” I light sneered. Want say no, want do thing actually have one. Next second, I fiercely grabbed Hailey carefully styled hair, forcefully pulling, force her look up at me. “Count well.” Slap! One slap. Slap! Two slaps. Slap! … More fan more lost reason, all grievance, anger, insult of being gang slapped that year and pain of losing child, at this moment completely exploded. Chapter 5 “Leslie, you crazy!?” Julian stood up fiercely, shocked rushed. I smoothly also waved a slap over. Julian dead grabbed my wrist, roughly threw me away. Hailey immediately crying hid into his arms. “Julian, my face so painful…” He touched her red swollen face, eyes full of heartache, turn to me again, was full eyes rage and disgust. I didn’t explain, only took out prepared divorce agreement from bag put on table, “Sign.” He picked up agreement flipped few pages, frowned. Before he questioned, I spoke first: “These all clauses I drafted after consulting lawyer, if you have doubt, I don’t mind taking your cheating evidence go court sue.” Julian’s company is at key period of IPO. Once sue, court will prioritize freeze joint property, including his company. Julian fierce pinched my jaw, “Good, I can sign. Then debt you hit people I also calculate well with you.” “What you want do?” Julian didn’t answer, instead called restaurant manager, whispered in his ear. Immediately, manager forcibly tied my hands tight, then took out hood put on my head. Julian indifferent spoke: “All waiters in shop, line up come in, to this woman, punch one punch one thousand dollars, settle on spot.” Finally, he added: “Attention, can’t touch belly.” Turns out hood is for not let people recognize, leave handle of domestic violence. I screamed curse: “Julian Cole, you fucking bastard!” Words fell, my mouth blocked, heavy fists fell on body, back, legs… “Julian, my face ruined then ruined, you spare sister ba.” Hailey嬌声 (coquettish voice) persuade, Julian ruthless said: “So many years, I then saw her clear, this all she asked for.” “You watch just fine, don’t dirty your hands.” In endless beating and humiliation, I through hood small hole, looking Julian cold hard face. Trance, seemed saw that summer many years ago. That teenager stood out, drove away bad people for me, and man commanding others violence me now, actually is same person. Tears silently slid, I closed eyes, completely lost consciousness. Wake up again, was in cold back alley. Whole body severe pain, bones like fell apart, signed divorce agreement thrown in my arms. Passersby quickened steps, disdained look me. I held back urge to cry, determined won’t shed a drop tear for Julian again. Brain only one thought: I miss grandma, I want go home. Morning plane landed, hometown sun just bright, swept some haze on body for me. Passengers landed together beside, suddenly all looking phone whispering something. Eyes time to time glance at me. I opened phone, a video about Julian and Hailey rushed on trending. Seeing video content, my heart tight, missed half beat.

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To secure investment for my sister, my husband took me to a private party hosted by a legendary female tycoon known for her twisted tastes and appetite for both men and women. Before entering, my husband gripped my wrist tightly, eyes dark: “Winter, Big Mama Sue has a weird temper, no matter what she does to you later, you must not resist, don’t drag down Wendy’s project.” I nodded with tears in my eyes, after all, he loves Wendy, married me only out of necessity, it’s normal he doesn’t care about me. Next second, that three-hundred-pound Big Mama Sue pushed open the door, beady eyes shining, pulled Julian Pierce into her arms. “In my parties, I haven’t seen such a sweet man?” Julian struggled hard, annoyed Big Mama Sue, she gave him two big slaps. I hurriedly persuaded: “Husband, no matter what she does to you later, you must not resist! Wendy’s project is important!” Chapter 1 I am Winter, Julian Pierce’s wife in name, also the “Doormat” of high society everyone laughs at. Julian loves Wendy, love that shakes heaven and earth. Even Wendy went abroad to study, he kept himself pure for her, turning a blind eye to me, his legal wife. This time Wendy returned to start a business, eyed a film project, short of $50 Million investment. Julian without a word, pulled me out to “sacrifice”. Location set in “The Strip”, Las Vegas’s most luxurious money pit. Investor we meeting is called Sue, nicknamed “Big Mama Sue”. Rumor says this old woman plays hard, especially likes torturing young pretty girls. In elevator, Julian was still brainwashing me. He straightened his non-existent wrinkles, that face kissed by God tight, revealing a scum indifference under gentleman appearance. “Winter, Wendy health not good, can’t take stimulation, this money very important to her.” “Although Big Mama Sue reputation not good, but you are Mrs. Pierce, she will give some face, at most let you drink few glasses, touched few times.” “You thick skin, endure it will pass.” Listen, is this human words? I lowered head, bangs covered mockery in my eyes, voice soft like a frightened bunny. “But Julian… heard last month a starlet came out from Big Mama Sue’s room, went straight to ICU…” Julian impatiently interrupted me, tone full of disgust. “That’s them not sensible! I warn you, later no matter what Big Mama Sue wants do to you, you must not resist, if you ruin investment, I only ask you!” “Don’t drag me down, even more don’t drag Wendy.” Ding. Elevator door opened. I looked up, eye rims red, obediently nodded: “I know, Julian. For you, for Wendy, I willing do anything.” Julian grunted satisfied, walked out elevator first. Looking at his tall back, my mouth corner hooked a imperceptible sneer. Idiot. Since you so generous, hope later you can also think so. Private room door pushed open, a strong smell of cigar mixed with cheap perfume came to face. Under dim light, a mountain of flesh sat in middle of leather sofa. Big Mama Sue wore a leopard print tight dress, neck hung big gold chain, fingers full of gem rings, live like a nouveau riche spirit. She hugged left and right, two handsome young boys tremblingly feeding her grapes. Seeing us enter, Big Mama Sue’s beady eyes narrowed, swept a circle on me, then—— Extremely disdainfully moved away. “Mr. Pierce, this is… sincerity you brought?” Big Mama Sue voice rough, like broken bellows pulling, hear people scalp numb. Julian hurriedly changed a fawning smile, pushed me forward不動聲色 (quietly). “Big Mama Sue, this is my wife Winter. Although she not sensible, but win in young obedient, if you fancy…” Words not finished, Big Mama Sue suddenly stood up fiercely. That instant, I felt floor shook three times. She pushed away two boys beside, stepped on sky high heels, walked with pace not recognizing six relatives, straight to… Julian. Julian still chattering promoting me: “Winter, not hurry toast Big Mama Sue?” I just about reach for wine glass. A fat greasy big hand, directly bypassed me, grabbed Julian’s wrist. “Ouch, this small hand, really smooth.” Julian whole body stiff, fake smile on face froze instantly. “Big… Big Mama Sue?” Big Mama Sue simply ignored him, that pair beady eyes dead staring Julian’s handsome face, saliva about to flow down. “Tsk tsk tsk, in my private room, when seen such fresh man?” “This waist, yo, look this ass, this small face…” Big Mama Sue while saying, while pinched hard on Julian’s waist. “Mr. Pierce, turns out best sincerity, is yourself!” I stood aside, almost couldn’t hold back laughter. Deserve! Let you want send wife away, this time good, sent yourself in right! Julian obviously didn’t predict this trend. He dignified Pierce family eldest son, when suffered this humiliation? Immediately face black, subconsciously wanted throw off Big Mama Sue’s hand. “Big Mama Sue, please respect self! I come talk business!” “Slap!” Crisp slap sound echoed in room. Big Mama Sue backhand a slap, directly beat Julian confused. “Give face not want face thing! Old lady touch you is look up you!” “Pretend what chaste man? Entered this door, is old lady’s person!” Big Mama Sue strength huge, Julian that pale face instantly emerged five bright red finger marks. Surrounding bodyguards immediately surrounded up, each fiendish, rubbing fists. Julian panicked. Although he rich second generation, but just a flower shelf, where seen this black white eat all battle array? He help looked at me, eyes full of horror and command: “Winter! Not hurry help me speak!” I blinked, immediately changed a “virtuous wife good mother” expression. I stepped forward, didn’t pull Julian, instead held Big Mama Sue other hand, face sincere. “Big Mama Sue, you don’t angry, my husband he just shy.” Finished, I turned look Julian, earnest words, word word weep blood. “Husband, just now in elevator how you taught me?” “You said, no matter what Big Mama Sue wants do, must not resist, don’t drag down project.” “How can you speak not count?” Julian widened eyes, unbelievable looked at me: “Winter! You crazy? I let you…” “Let me sacrifice for sister Wendy, right?” I interrupted him, eyes contain hot tears, a look of righteousness. “Now chance come! As long as you submit Big Mama Sue, sister Wendy’s 50 million has landing!” “Husband, later no matter what Big Mama Sue do to you, you don’t resist! Life important, project important!” “You think about Wendy, think suffering she suffered abroad, you bear heart let her disappoint?” I bit “Wendy” two words extremely heavy. This is legendary——use magic beat magic. Walk green tea road, let green tea no road walk. Julian angry whole body trembling, pointed me “You you you” half day, one sentence can’t say out. Big Mama Sue heard my words, actually showed appreciative eyes to me. “Ouch, still this little wife sensible.” She arm around Julian neck, that force like want strangle a chicken. “Heard not? Your wife let you submit me.” “Mr. Pierce, don’t struggle, spring night one moment worth thousand gold.” Big Mama Sue saying, dragged Julian walk towards suite inside private room. Julian desperate struggle, two legs kicking on ground, shoe dropped one. “Winter! Save me! Call police! Quick call police!” “I not talk! This project I don’t want!” I stood in place, motionless, even intimately helped him pick up that leather shoe, put on shoe rack aside. “Husband, this is your wrong.” “Being human want word have trust, how can you for own bit chastity, ignore sister Wendy dream?” “You rest assured go, I will guard you here.” “Fighting! You are the best!” I made a cheering gesture to him. “Bang!” Suite door heavy closed. Isolated Julian pig killing like scream. I long exhaled, walked to sofa sit, picked a grape stuffed mouth. Beside two boys looked each other, looking me eyes full of awe. One bold, leaned over poured me cup wine. “Sister, you… really cow.” I smiled, held wine glass sipped. “Basic operation, don’t 6.” Just then, phone in my bag vibrated. Took out look, screen jumping two words——”Wendy”. Yo, main owner came. I slow orderly connected phone, opened speaker. Phone other end came Wendy delicate voice, carrying few points probing and anxious. “Sister, did you and brother-in-law see Big Mama Sue?” “Talk how? That 50 million… Big Mama Sue agreed?” I glanced at closed suite door, inside faintly came belt whipping sound, and Julian voice changed begging. Battle situation fierce ah. I cleared throat, voice gentle can pinch water. “Wendy ah, you rest assured.” “Your brother-in-law for you, that is really fought life.” “He is conducting… deep, negative distance communication with Big Mama Sue.” “I see this 50 million, stable.” Wendy obviously didn’t understand my implication, voice revealed surprise. “Really? Brother-in-law so good! I knew brother-in-law loves me most!” “Sister, you also don’t jealous, brother-in-law doing this all for our future…” Listen, this tea smell, across screen can smoke people dead. I forced back smile, echoed: “Yes ah yes ah, I not jealous, I moved too late.” “After all, like your brother-in-law this, willing sacrifice body for sister-in-law man, world rare ah.” “You later must good repay him.” Best is lower half life pushing wheelchair take care him. Hung up phone, I mood very good. Just prepare eat two more grapes, private room door suddenly pushed open. A man wearing black trench coat, figure tall walked in. He wore gold wire glasses, temperament cold ascetic, hand holding a string of Rosary Beads. Behind followed a row black suit bodyguards, aura stronger than just Big Mama Sue hundred times. Originally watching show two boys, seeing this man, scared face white, plop kneel on ground. “Lo… Lord Lo!” Lord Lo? Lorenzo “Lo” Russo? That in High Society truly hand eye sky, eat people not spit bone living Hades? Grape in my hand scared dropped. Finished. Could it be Julian this grandson still has back hand? Chapter 2 I looked at grape dropped on floor, looked again that evil god at door. Brain buzzing. If Big Mama Sue is physical attack, then Lo is magic damage plus true damage. This man hand that string rosary beads, heard every time fiddle one, want one family bankrupt. In High Society spread a sentence: Rather provoke Hades, don’t provoke Lo Buddha. At this time, this Lo Buddha using that pair seemingly merciful, actually cold eyes, faintly swept whole venue. Finally, gaze landed on my… mouth corner stained grape juice. He brows slightly frowned, slender fingers turned rosary bead. “When did The Strip class so low? What cat dog can enter.” Voice not loud, but like splashed a ladle cold water in oil pot, whole venue dead silence. Those two boys already shook into sieve, kneeling on ground head dare not lift. I swallowed saliva, just thinking should find a crack drill in. After all exes meet, exceptionally red eye. Especially when I dumped him back then, reason made up specially rotten——I said he that aspect not good, can’t satisfy me. Just then, inside suite came Julian heart tearing lung splitting roar. “Winter! Where you dead! Quick let people come in save me!” “Ah! Sue Dong! Don’t! There cannot!” “Help ah——” Voice shrill, hearer sad, listener… want laugh. Lo brow tip slightly raised, eyes playfully looked at that closed door. “Looks like, Julian plays quite flower.” This time, door opened. Big Mama Sue disheveled hair rushed out, face carrying unsatisfied flush, originally wanted scold which blind disturb her elegance. Result looked up, saw Lo. That pancake face instantly pale, two hundred pounds flesh mountain actually flexibly came a slide kneel. “Lo… Lord Lo? Why you came?” Lo ignored her, strode long legs into private room, straight walked to me. He taller than me a head, extremely oppressive. I subconsciously shrank back, back waist pressed on sofa back. “Mrs. Pierce,” he bit heavy these two words, tone cool thin, “Good mood.” I dry laughed twice: “Lord Lo joking, I this is… helping others happy.” This time, Julian finally crawled out from suite. Really crawled out. Clothes ragged, face blue purple, neck has several bright red lip prints, live like cabbage arched by hundreds pigs. He once saw Lo, like saw savior, roll crawl rushed over hug Lo thigh. “Lord Lo! Lord Lo save me! I am Julian!” “This crazy woman want rape me! Also Winter this poison woman, she see death not save! Lord Lo you want decide for me!” Julian cried snot tears, completely lost usual high mountain flower look. Lo disgusted frown, a kick kicked him away. “Dirty.” Julian rolled two circles, hit tea table, pain teeth grin mouth. He unbelievable looked Lo, then looked me, seemed not understand why Lo so cold to him. “Lord Lo, our Pierce family had cooperation with you…” “Pierce family?” Lo took out handkerchief, slowly wiped pant leg touched by Julian just now, as if stained some virus, “Start tomorrow, no Pierce family.” Julian stunned: “W… what meaning?” Lo ignored him, but threw that wiped handkerchief casually on Julian face. Then, a warm big hand suddenly pinched my chin. He forced me look up, thumb roughly wiped my mouth corner, wiped away that bit grape juice. Action ambiguous and carrying few points ruthless. “Winter,” he leaned close my ear, voice deep low only we two can hear, “This is man you back then dead live want marry?” “For such a waste, abandon me?” “Your eye sight, really is… rotten thorough.” I guilty looked away, dare not look him. “That time young not sensible…” “Heh.” Lo sneered, let go me, “Now sensible?” He straightened body, high above looked Julian on ground, also swept glance beside trembling Big Mama Sue. “Sue Dong.” Big Mama Sue scared a shiver: “Here! Lord Lo you order!” “Since Julian wants secure investment so much, then let him perform well.” Lo tone faint, “Tonight if not serve Julian comfortable, tomorrow your company also no need open.” Big Mama Sue heard, instantly spirit came. Since is Lord Lo order, then she this is imperial decree commit crime ah! “Lord Lo rest assured! I definitely let Julian… want immortal want die!” Finished, Big Mama Sue smiled hideously walked to Julian, like dragging dead dog dragged his ankle. “No! No! Winter! Save me! Lord Lo! Beg you!” Julian despair screamed, hands dead scratching carpet, nails broke. I stood aside, cold eye bystander. Save you? Next life ba. Lo one hand buckled my wrist, no explanation pulled me walk out. “Show watched enough, time calculate our bill.” “I this is listening your words ah.” “Besides, I see Sue Dong quite satisfied with you, heard next day sent 50 million to company account.” “You should thank Sue Dong… thick love.” Mention “thick love” two words, Julian face instantly green. Butt seemed started faintly pain again. “You roll! Roll out! I want divorce with you!” “Wendy is one loves me most, only she heartaches me!” “Divorce?” I bit a banana, smilingly said, “Okay.” “But, Julian, did you forget, back then we married signed agreement.” “If is you propose divorce, you want leave with nothing.” Julian stunned. He obviously forgot this stubble. Back then for let my dead ghost dad agree this marriage, he indeed signed such unequal treaty. That time he felt I loved him love die live, absolutely won’t let him leave with nothing. Pity, water in his brain, now then shake out. “You… you threaten me?” Julian angry bad. “No ah, I just remind you.” I finished banana, threw skin into trash can, “Also, that 50 million investment, is signed in name of Pierce Group.” “Meaning, if divorce, this money… also couple joint property.” Wendy heard, anxious. “Sister! This money is brother-in-law pulled investment for me! How can you rob?” “This is my dream ah!” I looked her that greedy face, sneered. “Dream? Your dream is using man ass exchange money?” “Wendy, you this dream quite unique.” “Want me introduce few rich women for you? Or rich men? You also go sacrifice a bit?” “You!” Wendy angry whole body trembling, turned pounced into Julian arms, “Brother-in-law! Look sister she humiliate me!” Julian heartached bad, wanted reach hand hit me, result pulled wound, pain howl howl. “Winter! You wait for me!” “Wait I discharge, I definitely let you look good!” “Okay, I wait.” I clapped hands, turned leave ward. Walked to door, I suddenly stopped steps, turned back smiled. “Right, husband, forgot tell you.” “That night, I also recorded video.” “You if dare mess, I send this video online.” “Title I thought well: Pierce family eldest son sacrifice for love, two hundred pounds rich woman passion night.” “You say, will this on Trending?” Julian face instantly green turn black, black turn white. Wonderful extreme.

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To let Julian Vance live his ideal rich second generation life, I fought my life to climb up in the corporate world. Finally succeeded with a seven-figure salary, holding company shares. Bringing this news, I drove overnight back home. Pushed open the door, saw him and his “Female Bro” entangled in bed. His eyes full of lust, face showed happiness I never saw. Words he said made my heart stop. “Sarah, I don’t want a lot of money, but lots and lots of love.” I sat in the living room smoking all night. Behind me in the bedroom, ambiguous sounds also rang all night. Early morning, Julian draped clothes walked out. I pushed a divorce agreement in front of him. “Since I can’t give you the love you want, then we part ways, gather well scatter well.” “Wish you guys full with love.” Chapter 1 Finished smoking the last cigarette in hand, I casually twisted the butt in the ashtray. Took out phone, unbind Julian’s unlimited Supplementary Credit Card, called Nursing Home to cut off his dad’s fees, also unbind bank card supplying his brother’s Mortgage. Done all this, sky just slightly bright. Sounds in room also quieted down, gradually stopped. Julian draped a piece of clothing casually came out, exposed neck still had fresh hickey. He first got a glass of water, then saw me still sitting in living room. “Sun rose from west today, not gone to work yet?” He slammed the cup heavily on counter with a thud, understated tone wrapped in thick mockery. “We been together so long, I thought married to me is not me, is work.” These years, he always complained in front of his few friends. “Your wife although not work, but always accompany you ah, unlike Sarah, directly live in company.” “Sarah not home again, doing what? Of course went to do that broken job again!” At first hearing these, I knew I was wrong lacking companionship to him. So no matter how busy business, I would arrive home before eight. Holidays festivals, I also pushed overtime, took him out travel. Major anniversaries, I even specially took a day off, phone off reject any call reject any message, give him wholehearted companionship. As a wife, I already won ninety-nine percent people. But these for him still far from enough. Every quarrel, he still would collapse shout, “I just want you accompany me more, am I wrong?” But when I asked him what else want me do, he stammered couldn’t say. I took off glasses rubbed brows. Now think, maybe person he wants accompany, not me. Received love if not from person in heart, maybe not count as love. Heard sound, Jessica also walked out from bedroom. Two people started kissing passionately in front of me as if no one else. Long time, Julian then patted Jessica shoulder, signaled I still aside. Jessica glanced at me, linked hand on Julian’s arm. “Sarah, me and Julian just good bros, two lonely people gather together relieve boredom only.” “Sister-in-law won’t be angry right?” After knowing Julian had a behavior intimate female bro, we once quarreled endlessly at home for this. I sent people check, Jessica had multiple fraud experiences. Relied on quite pretty appearance establish intimate relationship with many people, finally coax huge transfer roll money run. These, I all told Julian one by one, remind him keep distance with Jessica. But he not only didn’t believe, instead said I a woman actually learned those petty wife means to frame Jessica. Recall past, I sighed. These now for me all not important anymore. I took out a divorce agreement placed in front of two people. “Julian, I can’t give love you want.” “Since like this, then we gather well scatter well.” Chapter 2 I didn’t expect Julian actually red eyes. Heart sour, I subconsciously like usual start reflect if myself did too much. “You really want divorce with me?” Looking at his unbelievable expression, I forced myself turn head not look that look easy make people soft heart. “Really.” “Good, then divorce.” Said, he angry stepped forward picked up pen want sign at signature place. But blocked by Jessica in front interrupt. Woman, tears fall just fall. “You guys don’t quarrel for me anymore.” She looked at Julian deep affection, “If you and Sarah divorce because quarrel over me, then what difference with killing me?” “You guys stop quarreling, I go is fine.” Finished, she ignored our reaction, grabbed pen in hand rushed out door. Now even signing no pen. Julian face teary look also completely disappeared, look me eyes brought anger and blame. “Jessica can quit job for me, accompany by side twenty-four hours, she can give me unreserved love.” “You?!” He used sharp fingernail poking my chest, tone filled with full aggressive. “Your eyes only have money, simply no me.” “Sarah, if you can realize where you wrong, we still have room for redemption.” “Otherwise, this marriage we divorce for sure.” Door slammed heavily with a bang, home finally quieted down. I looked up, long exhaled a mouthful turbid air. No love only money, I bitter smiled. Julian, I want see you and your good bro two people how achieve drinking water full with love. Soon arrived work time, I could only hastily change a set clothes, carry bag went company. One night no rest let my state straight decline, even colleagues frequently cast caring gaze. “What happened Sarah, promotion raise let you excited yesterday one night no sleep?” Haven’t wait me open mouth pour out, ringtone belonged to Julian special concern urged life like rang. “Sarah, why I buy things today show can’t use supplementary card?” “I stopped.” Phone other side furious, “What you mean?” “You can use Jessica’s love to pay all things you want buy.” “You!” Not wait other side finish, I decisively hung up phone. “Yo, looks like you are workplace proud love field disappointed oh.” Colleague ridiculed finish, sympathetically patted my shoulder. “Women, just have advantage, active lower head admit mistake thing just passed.” “If this hurdle really can’t pass, take chance you two no child yet make a break, have child this involvement is much.” My hand typing keyboard stopped. Child. Actually me and Julian once had child. That time maybe was my happiest days since marriage. Joy of first time mother let me everyday like pumped chicken blood excited, even social events can happy drink more juice at table. But later. Child gone. Chapter 3 That day like usual, once off work I excitedly rushed back home. Since I pregnant, I rarely eat outside. Everyday no matter how bitter how tired, I will personally cook. Every prenatal checkup also green light, even he no time accompany me. When I carried big bags small bags vegetables back home, saw on table was abortion surgery, end wrote Julian’s autograph. Things spilled all over floor, I trembling hand holding paper went front Julian question. Got only light sentence, “Abort child, sign name tomorrow go hospital with me, I hungry, quick go cook.” This sentence like a heavy hammer hit on my chest, I retreated few steps, almost even stand unstable. “Why?” “Why not want this child?” “I as child mother even no chance decide child life death!” Sentence sentence question completely ignited Julian anger. We erupted most serious quarrel since marriage. He smashed all things in home on floor, a mess. Sound even alarmed downstairs neighbor. “Sarah, why I want abort child you not clear?” “You don’t pretend innocent with me here.” This sentence completely aroused onlooker neighbors pointing fingers. Instant, “Scum woman” “Cheat in marriage” “Two-timing” “Illegitimate child” tags one after another pasted on my body. I hundred mouths can’t argue, even don’t know how prove my innocence. Can only again and again helpless repeat, “I didn’t, I didn’t cheat.” Wait crowd scattered, I powerless sat on sofa. “Julian, I really didn’t cheat, you believe me okay?” “Cheat? I know you didn’t cheat.” I instantly sighed relief. “I just feel you only love money, not love me, child shouldn’t born in a family without love.” “Me and child don’t need lot money, what we need, is lot love.” That breath instantly stuck in my throat, face blood color instantly faded. “Just because this?” “Yes, just because this.” That instant I only felt whole body all strength pumped empty, whole person like walking dead. Clearly back then was him said his wish is live days spend money big hand big foot without working, live days raise dad and brother without working. I remembered in heart, and promised definitely will let him live ideal life. After marriage, he quit job at home eat drink play happy, I outside crazy pull business drink till stomach bleeding. I bind him unlimited supplementary card, never ask his every large expense. Self reluctant buy a piece clothes over two digits. In the end, he told me he lack love. I opened mouth, but didn’t know what should say. If want abort, then abort. Afterwards matter poked to father-in-law there. He open mouth to me is lecture. “If not you didn’t give Julian enough security, how would he not want this child.” “He alone at home originally easy think much, you want think think more for him.” I believed. So I left my signature, aborted child. I hypnotized myself, blamed all wrongs on myself. Crazy squeeze own time, just for can give Julian enough companionship. I felt love I gave him already much almost overflow, he yet still complaining not enough, still far not enough. Thoughts pulled away, I rubbed forehead, forced myself not think these anymore. Phone suddenly popped a message. Is Julian’s brother. “Sister-in-law, I recently want change a car, you see can sponsor me some?” I pulled mouth corner, type reply. “Go ask your brother, he has way help you buy.” Chapter 4 That side obviously thought I agreed fund support, quickly happy reply. “Okay le.” Night back home, home actually rare appeared food aroma. Julian wearing apron put down last dish. “Back, quick wash hand prepare eat.” I stunned at door, trance thought myself dreaming. Until hand held a bowl warm soup, I then gradually recover spirit. Defense line in heart appeared a trace loose. This still first time I eat meal Julian made. If he willing cut clean with Jessica… “Sarah, you willing Jessica stay by my side?” “What?” I recovered spirit, thought myself heard wrong. “She give me love, you give me money, if you willing, I can barely difficult not divorce.” Soup in mouth suddenly became sour difficult swallow. Turns out this meal actually is Hongmen Banquet (Trap). I put down bowl, slowly shook head. Soon, that agreement appeared in front of me again. This time, on it already wrote Julian’s name. “Then you sign.” “Between you and Jessica, I choose her.” One sentence, completely cut off our so many years friendship. Julian expression firm, eyes full of excitement about to rush to true love. “As you wish.” I flipped agreement, confirmed clauses inside are that one I printed, lifted pen signed name. After pen fell, I saw opposite Julian reveal relieved expression, face carrying spring boy shyness, flying sent a message. “Jessica always persuading me not divorce, specially let me come back find you make up, now look, you simply don’t know good person heart.” I didn’t know say what, could only nod express he said everything right. After signing, I got up opened door. In Julian puzzled gaze, threw his things out one by one. “What you doing!” I smoothly pushed him out too, blocked at door not let him break in. “Here is my home, is house I full payment bought, since we already no longer couple, then please you immediately roll out.” Seemed didn’t expect I treat him attitude so bad, he flushed red face, reached hand gave me a slap. “Sarah Jiang, bitch!” “We so many years couple, you actually so heartless.” Looking at him bite back, I licked blood spilled from mouth corner, indifferent, just sped up hand throwing things action. See me oil salt not enter, he angry stomped foot, made a call. “Jessica, come over!” Got positive reply, his eyes added few threads provocation. “Sarah, you just follow your money live days go.” “I bet you this life definitely can’t find true love.” Finished, he sat in hallway humming song. Phone rang, he thought Jessica arrived downstairs, flying pressed answer. “Jessica, you arrived so fast?” Didn’t expect phone other side came father-in-law loud question. “Julian, what happened, Nursing Home said my fees not renewed, now driving me out!” Haven’t wait him answer, another call came in. “Brother, how Insurance Company call me say my this month mortgage overdue? Sister-in-law card no money?” “Also promised buy car fees, how also not transferred?”

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My mother, Veronica Sinclair, believed her extreme holistic detox could cure every ailment from the common cold to cancer. My father, Rob Marshall, called it a cult, and the day he threatened to leave and take me with him was the day she decided to prove her method worked. To demonstrate her infallible ancient cure, she yanked me—my small body burning with a 102-degree fever—and shoved me into the Red Pine Infusion Pod, the herbal detox sauna she’d bought online. “Get in! You’ll steam for two hours. We’ll force out the deep-seated chill from your body and show your father how brilliant my way is!” Herbal steam erupted from the pod, the temperature gauge climbing past 160 degrees Fahrenheit. The searing heat woke me from my feverish haze. My skin blistered instantly. I hammered on the wooden door, crying out, “Mom, it’s too hot! My skin is peeling! I’m going to cook!” She pulled a roll of heavy-duty duct tape and sealed the gap around the lid, leaving only a tiny ventilation hole. “Quiet! Ungrateful child, do you know how much these herbs cost? Thousands of dollars a pound!” she snapped. “The pain means it’s working! It’s the toxins leaving your body! Look how flushed your face is—that’s the color of vitality! You are not coming out. You must stay in for two full hours!” To silence my protests and prevent me from escaping, she put on her noise-canceling headphones, started playing her New Age chanting music, and secured the lid with three heavy, antique brass locks. The only way I got out was when the scalding heat had destroyed my throat, when my fingernails had shredded from scratching the wood, and when the last of my screams had faded into silence. Only then did she finally turn off the heat. Later, when she called my father on video, she still had to gloat: “Rob, look at Lucy! Her skin is so pink and dewy. She’s been fully purged!” My mother had become so lost in her pursuit of the perfect elixir that she forgot me. By the time she remembered to unlock the pod, it was already the next morning… The steam felt like needles driven into every pore. I tried to curl away, but the Infusion Pod was barely bigger than a laundry hamper. There was nowhere to hide. “Mom! It burns! It’s too hot!” I scrambled, trying to climb out. The intense heat blurred my vision, turning the world into white fog. A hand slammed down on my head, forcing me back into the herbal bath. “Stop thrashing! You think a little warmth is too much? This is a secret ‘Nine Purge Elixir’ remedy I sourced. It will force the cold poison out of your system, and your fever will break!” Mom’s face was distorted behind the veil of steam. “I don’t want to be cured… Mom, please, I don’t want it. I want to go to the hospital…” My throat was raw and aching. “The hospital? That’s where they send you to die! Those antibiotics are poison! Your father is an idiot trying to harm you, and now you want to harm yourself?” She was yelling now, her voice thick with fanaticism as she clamped the lid down. The light disappeared. Click. Click. Click. Three sharp metallic sounds. She had locked me in. She claimed the antique brass locks preserved the qi of the medicine. “Mom, I can’t breathe… It’s so dark, I’m scared…” I beat on the wooden walls. The planks were so hot they numbed my palms and raised massive blisters. When the blisters burst, the acidic herbal liquid seeped into the raw skin, and I shrieked in pain. “Stop the drama! The raw ingredients cost me thousands! I added Monkshood and Black Nightshade—it’s poison fighting poison! Did you think this was some cheap bath tea?” Her voice filtered in through the wood. “The pain means the medicine has reached the infection! It’s killing the little parasites inside you! Hold still! When the pain passes, you’ll be reborn!” The heater beneath the wooden box roared, and the thermometer needle spun higher. 120 degrees. 140 degrees. 160 degrees… The herbal bath boiled, bubbling and spitting. My legs were submerged in the liquid, and the skin was screaming. “Mom… please, help me… I’m actually burning…” I pressed my face against the tiny ventilation hole, desperate for a gasp of cooler air. Through the hole, I saw my mother sitting cross-legged on the sofa. She had her noise-canceling headphones on, her fingers rapidly tracing the beads of her mala bracelet, mumbling to herself. She was listening to her calming chants. “Mom! Look at me! Look at Lucy!” I screamed, but my throat was so swollen and raw the sound was a weak, wet wheeze. She finally opened her eyes and glanced toward the pod. She stood up, walked over, and peered in through the small glass observation window. I put my blistered hand flat against the glass, showing her the damage. “Ugh, such a low vibration,” she tutted, then pointed a finger at my face through the glass and smiled. “But look at that color! So rosy! It means the fire-toxins are being forced out! This elixir truly is miraculous!” She took out her phone and started taking pictures of me trapped inside the steaming box. “I have to document this. When your father gets home, I’ll throw these photos in his face. Let’s see if he still has the nerve to call me an abuser!” I shook my head, tears and sweat streaming down my face. No, Mom, that’s not vitality. That’s the color of being cooked. “Need to turn up the heat just a little more. The color isn’t deep enough. We have to purge the sludge from the deepest layers.” She twisted the temperature knob. Maximum setting. Roooooar—! The steam doubled in intensity, choking my mouth and nose. My skin was peeling off in strips, and my throat made a sizzling noise. Before I lost consciousness, I saw my mother put her headphones back on and close her eyes. The air in my lungs was vacuumed out. My heart gave one final, violent flutter before it stopped. I remembered yesterday, when Dad had tried to take me away. I’d cried, pulled my hand out of his grip, and hugged Mom’s leg, saying, “I want my mommy.” If I had just gone with Dad then, would I still be alive? Mom, Lucy hurts so bad. Lucy promises she won’t ever get sick again. I was awakened by a smell. It wasn’t the smell of food; it was bitter with herbs, but also sour and metallic, like rancid meat. I was floating mid-air, looking down at the living room. It was cluttered with sachets of dried herbs and stacks of detox candles. I looked at the red wooden Infusion Pod in the center of the room. The box was still humming, vibrating faintly. Through the observation window, I saw a crumpled mass inside. Was that… me? A dark red liquid coated the body. Was that the herb bath, or was it my blood? The skin had rolled back and peeled away, exposing pale white muscle beneath. I wanted to gag, but a soul doesn’t have a stomach. The person on the sofa stirred. Mom took off her headphones and stretched languidly. “Oh, my. Did I fall asleep?” She looked at the wall clock. “Shoot! It’s the next morning already!” The scheduled two-hour steam had lasted a full twenty-four hours. I stared at her, hoping she would open the box to save me—even dead, I didn’t want to rot in there. She looked annoyed for just a second, then immediately calmed down. “No matter. This is Divine Will. A little extra purge means the detox penetrates deeper.” She walked up to the pod to check my “finish.” “Ooh! That color! Stunning!” Mom peered into the observation window, her eyes bright with triumph. “That deep, purplish-black! That is the sign of a profound detox! The decades of cold-poison have been forced out! Lucy is guaranteed to live to be a hundred now!” She rubbed her hands together, oblivious to the fact that the body inside was rigid, head slumped forward onto the chest. “I need to tell your father right away. Let him see how useless his Western poison really is.” Mom pulled out her phone and dialed a video call. On the screen, Dad looked exhausted, the sterile background of his law office visible behind him. “Veronica, I sent you the divorce papers. Did you read them? And where is Lucy? I’m taking her to the hospital for a check-up.” Dad’s voice was cold and hard. “Divorce? You just can’t stand to see your daughter and me doing well!” Mom flipped the camera to the pod’s observation window. “Open your eyes and look! Yesterday, she was burning up at 102. After one night of my holistic treatment, look at her complexion!” The video quality was poor, and the glass was fogged with condensation. Dad could only see a reddish, swollen shape. “What is that? Why is she so red? Veronica, why isn’t she moving?” Dad frowned. “Red means a full circulation of energy! She’s in Deep-State Meditation, a restorative sleep! You don’t understand, so don’t talk! You’ll pollute her aura!” Mom shook the phone. “See? This is what I call done to perfection!” “Done to perfection?” Dad latched onto the phrase, his face draining of color. “Veronica, what have you done to her? I’m coming home right now. Don’t you touch that box!” “Come back! I want you here to witness the miracle! That way you’ll never contradict me again!” Mom hung up, scoffing. “Clueless man.” She put her phone away and walked into the kitchen. “My daughter has been through a major cleanse. She needs a proper ‘Revival Broth’ to seal the cure.” She rummaged through the cabinets, found a packet of black powder, dumped it into a pot, and added a generous scoop of what looked like ashes. I turned away, sickened. When I was alive, I hated drinking her ‘elixirs.’ They always made me vomit and gave me severe diarrhea. She called it ‘purging the demons’ and made me thank her for the privilege. Now I was dead, and she was still preparing her poison. The doorbell rang. It was Mrs. Davison, our neighbor. “Ronnie, what are you cooking? That smell… it’s peculiar.” Mrs. Davison covered her nose, craning her neck to look inside. Mom was stirring the black, ashy mixture. “Mrs. Davison, you have a discerning nose! This isn’t meat; it’s my ‘Nine-Turn Grand Elixir’ for Lucy, made from the rarest herbs. It’s what we call an uncommon fragrance!” “But where is Lucy? Haven’t seen her in days.” “She’s in seclusion, Auntie. In the pod, about to achieve full spiritual enlightenment.” Mom pointed to the box, her eyes glowing with fervor. Mrs. Davison shuddered, gave Mom a look, muttered, “The things people do,” and hurried away. I floated behind Mom, watching her grin foolishly at the pot of black water. “Good girl, Lucy. Drink this, and you’ll never be sick again.” Mom, I won’t be sick again. Dead people don’t get sick. A liquid started seeping out from the bottom seam of the box, dripping onto the wooden floor. Mom looked down, but instead of panicking, she clapped her hands. “Aha! It’s purging! That is the cold poison from the bone marrow! Look at that black-red color! Marvelous!” She didn’t clean it up; instead, she pulled out her phone and started snapping pictures of the puddle of seepage. The caption: [Ancient Wisdom Never Fails! After 24 hours, the millennia-old chill has been forced out of my daughter! Gratitude to the Ancestral Wisdom!] The moment she posted it, her ‘Alternative Wellness Group’ friends started liking and praising the post. [You are a true healer! The color looks absolutely authentic!] [Please share the formula! My grandson has a fever too!] Mom beamed, drinking up the adoration. I stared at the pooling blood and liquefying tissue, my soul growing cold. That’s my blood and fat, Mom. Can’t you smell it? It was three in the afternoon when Dad’s car screeched into the driveway. With him were his lawyer and Dr. Peterson, our family physician. Mom’s invited “witnesses” had also arrived: seven or eight middle-aged men and women in hemp clothes and prayer beads, who gathered around the steaming pod. “The odor… it’s potent! The more potent the aroma, the stronger the medicine!” one bald man declared, giving a thumbs-up. “Ms. Sinclair, your dedication puts me to shame.” Mom, dressed in a flowy linen robe, adopted a serene pose. “Oh, it’s nothing. Anything for my child.” “What mother doesn’t worry? I haven’t slept in three days, tending this broth.” She was lying. She’d slept soundly with her headphones on last night. Dad burst through the door. He took in the scene—the steaming pod, the chanting circle—and his face twisted in horror. “What is that smell?” Dr. Peterson, a man who had seen everything, immediately covered his nose, his brow furrowed. “It’s not just the herbs… it’s…” He stopped, staring at the pod. Mom smiled, pointing to the box. “Well, well, the big shot, Rob Marshall, is back? Did you bring all these people to arrest me? Too bad. Lucy is perfectly well.” “You are boiling my child?!” Dad saw the locked box and his eyes bulged. He charged forward, kicking at the door of the pod. “Stop it! You maniac!” Mom shrieked, throwing herself onto the box, shielding the three locks. “This is a critical moment! If you open it now, the spiritual energy will dissipate! Lucy’s entire healing process will be ruined! She could suffer a permanent psychotic break!” The “Wellness Gurus” rushed forward to restrain him. “Mr. Marshall, you are out of line! We have all seen the sacrifice Ms. Sinclair has made for her daughter.” “Exactly! Western medicine only treats symptoms. We must rely on the wisdom of the ancients!” “Your violence will frighten the child’s spirit!” Dad was struggling, shaking with pure rage. “To hell with the ancient wisdom! I am her father! I demand to see my daughter!” He shoved the men away, reaching out to touch the box. “Agh!” His hand recoiled instantly. His fingers were bright red. “It’s this hot?! Veronica Sinclair, are you insane? This is easily 160 degrees! How long has Lucy been in there?!” Mom smoothed her robe. “What’s wrong with 160 degrees? It’s Constant-Temperature Protection. You wouldn’t understand. The herbs insulate the heat. Lucy only feels a cozy 100 degrees.” Dr. Peterson pointed at the fluid on the floor. “If she’s so comfortable, what is this blood on the floor? And what is that smell of putrefaction?” “Shut up! That’s the cold poison! The toxins!” Mom jumped up, pointing a finger at the doctor’s nose. “You quack! You know nothing! This is called ‘Marrow-Washing’! The fouler the discharge, the cleaner the body becomes!” Dad turned and grabbed the heavy wooden chair from the corner. “Today, divorce or jail, I am taking Lucy out of here!” “Don’t you dare!” Mom opened her arms wide, blocking the box. “Rob Marshall, if you smash that, we go down together! You’d be murdering her! You’d be killing your own daughter!” “You know what murder is?!” Dad’s eyes were bloodshot. He shoved Mom aside. She stumbled back, slipping on the puddle of “cold poison.” She fell hard, her hand landing in the sticky mess. The sensation made her pause for a second, but she scrambled back up, trying to launch herself at him again. CRASH! The chair smashed against the first brass lock. Wood chips flew. The box shuddered, and a low thud came from inside. That was my head hitting the wall. “Lucy!” Dad dropped the chair, ignoring the scalding metal. He wrenched at the deformed lock with his bare hands. His palms sizzled, the skin turning black and smoking. Click. The first lock broke open. A burst of white steam hissed out of the seam. Then the second, and the third. Mom was sitting on the floor, cursing wildly. “Rob Marshall, you will pay for this! You’ve ruined her path to transcendence! Lucy will hate you when she wakes up!” “If she hates me, she hates me.” Dad’s hands were shaking violently as he gripped the lid handle. “As long as she’s alive.” He took a deep breath and threw the lid back. WHOOSH— A violent plume of vapor surged out. I floated directly above the box, watching in sorrow. Don’t look, Dad. Please, don’t look. I’m too ugly now. The mist cleared. The contents of the box were revealed to everyone. “Oh, God—!” The bald guru was the first to clap a hand over his mouth and bolt for the restroom. The remaining wellness fanatics shrieked, covered their eyes, or fell backward onto the floor. “A ghost! It’s a ghost!”

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At three in the morning, my long-distance boyfriend, Dorian Vladimir, posted a short, pouty video on his Instagram Story, claiming he was running a fever and was completely miserable. Half a minute later, the story vanished. My stomach twisted into a knot. I pictured him alone, miles away in Boston, and panicked that something serious was wrong. I threw on clothes, hailed a car, and rushed to the airport, determined to cross state lines to see him. I finally flew across the country and practically ran up to his apartment building. That’s when I saw a delivery guy fumbling with the entry code, a small, discreet pharmacy bag with the tell-tale shape of a box of protection clearly visible. I wasn’t even there. He was sick. Why was he ordering condoms? A dark, impulsive thought made me move. I pulled out my phone, found a recent photo of Dorian and me, and showed it to the delivery guy. “I’m his fiancée, Aurora Vladimir. He must have ordered something for me. I’ll take it up.” 1 Holding that small, damning package of condoms, I felt completely detached from my body as I waited for the elevator. The ride to the eighteenth floor was faster than I wanted it to be. My hand was shaking as I pressed the doorbell. Dorian’s voice was quick to answer from inside. When the door opened, he froze, but there was no rush of panic like I expected. There was no attempt to hide the pale, pink mark visible above the collar of his shirt, or the fact that his phone screen saver—which he was holding—was a photo of him and some other woman. He looked down at my worn sneakers and the pharmacy bag in my hand. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair, his voice heavy with annoyance. “Aurora, what are you doing here?” When he saw my eyes were already burning with unshed tears, he sighed, a sound heavy with false suffering. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you, but since you’re here, it saves me the effort.” He met my gaze, his expression brutally frank. “As you can see, I moved on. This is on me, entirely. She has nothing to do with it, so don’t go after her. I’ll give you whatever compensation you want.” I had rehearsed a hundred excuses he might give, a hundred lies I would have to call him on. I never expected him to be so direct, so bored of me. It was as if I truly disgusted him. Swallowing the bitter acid in my throat, I still clung to one last sliver of hope. “Why, Dorian? You promised me we’d be married as soon as your three-year assignment was up and you transferred back to Charleston. We only had two months left. What changed?” “Nothing changed. I just got bored. I got tired. I decided it wasn’t worth continuing.” Just then, a girl’s voice, thick with sleepy intimacy, called out from inside. “Who is it, honey? Why are you taking so long? Don’t catch a cold—come take your medicine.” Dorian replied with a softened, gentle tone, “I know, sweetie.” Then he turned back to me, the impatience flooding his eyes again. “Aurora, you know what? Watching you cry right now, I don’t feel guilt. I only feel annoyed. Go home. Don’t make this any more embarrassing for yourself.” His words choked all the questions and pleas I had left. The girl, Blair, appeared at that moment. She was wearing the old, oversized MIT sweatshirt I’d bought Dorian last Christmas, and on her feet were the thick, woolen slippers I’d personally knitted him. In her hand, she was waving a draft of their wedding invitations. She wrapped her arms around Dorian’s waist and looked at me with open hostility. “Who is she, Dorian? What are you two talking about?” A flash of genuine panic finally crossed Dorian’s face. He snatched the pharmacy bag from my hand. “Just a delivery. She was pestering me for a good rating.” With a heavy Slam! he shut the door in my face. My nose hit the cold wood, a sharp, stinging pain. The hand holding the bag of cold medicine I’d brought him hovered awkwardly in the empty air. The noise made the neighbor’s door across the hall open. The person who stepped out was Dorian’s mother, Charlotte. She had always insisted she would never leave our hometown, that she would wait there with me until Dorian transferred back from Boston. Yet, here she was, in this strange city, all for Dorian’s new woman. I looked at her familiar face, unable to speak. I remembered how good she had always been to me, saving me the best treats, always taking my side in fights with Dorian, and always telling people that Dorian had to marry me. Now, her expression was complicated, a mix of pity and discomfort. “Aurora, why did you come all this way so late?” she asked, pulling the jacket around me. That small gesture of kindness broke me. My tears finally burst forth. “Charlotte, why? We were so close to getting married. Why did it all change?” Her face softened with a brief flicker of guilt, but her words were direct. “It’s been three years, honey. People change. Blair… her family and her connections are just beyond anything anyone else can offer. They can put Dorian on a fast track in his career. And honestly, Blair is younger, and healthier.” Charlotte glanced briefly at my stomach before continuing, her voice lower. “The babies they have will be healthier. Aurora, you don’t want to be a roadblock to Dorian’s entire future, do you?” Four years of love, three years of waiting in a long-distance relationship, and at twenty-nine, I was merely a roadblock to Dorian Vladimir’s real life. I was suddenly empty of all words. I simply nodded, signaling my understanding, and silently walked away toward the train station. 2 Watching the familiar landscape blur past the train window, my heart was a dull ache. Dorian and I had traveled this route—this 121,500-mile stretch—hundreds of times over the last three years. Every hurried visit, every brief embrace, had felt worth the sacrifice. During the first year, he was devoted. He’d send me everything—from a beautiful, unusual stone he found on a campus walk to a high-end neck massager he and his friends tested at a store. He’d buy it for me, even if he couldn’t afford one for himself. Once, I was helping a friend get tests done and casually snapped a picture of a beautiful cherry blossom tree, tagging the location. When he saw the hospital geo-tag, he panicked and called me immediately. My phone battery had died. When I finally managed to turn it back on, I had over a hundred missed calls and countless worried texts. Dorian had called every friend and relative he knew trying to find me. Everyone knew I had a crazy, deeply devoted long-distance boyfriend. When I walked out of the hospital, he was standing there, looking like he’d been dragged through a hedge backward. He hugged me, crying and swearing, his voice raw. “Why was your phone off? Your driving is terrible, I thought you’d been in a wreck! I thought I was going to lose you.” He swore he regretted accepting the prestigious research position and would quit and come back to Charleston to marry me. But somewhere along the way, everything began to shift. Dorian’s visits to Charleston grew fewer, while my trips to Boston became constant. I heard a rumor that his institute was opening a new branch in Charleston. When I asked him about transferring, he was vague, claiming a new, complex project kept him tied to the lab. Our wedding date was pushed back again and again. One year became two, then three. My growing insecurity made me constantly check up on him. Then came the video call where Blair first appeared. She kept distracting him, making silly faces over his shoulder, or playfully tugging on his collar. Dorian, usually so reserved and cold about his academic work, didn’t show any impatience. He just gave her a soft, warning look that was clearly full of indulgence. When I asked who the girl was, he said, with an overly casual air, “Just a clumsy new kid in the lab.” An icy dread washed over me. The very first time Dorian had introduced me to his closest friends, he’d used that exact phrase: “My clumsy kid back home.” After that, Blair’s presence became a subtle but constant fixture in our calls. Dorian never seemed to notice the unconscious, soft smile that always played on his lips when he looked at her. Miles away, and powerless, I doubled down on my check-ins, needing constant reassurance, until he was simply annoyed by my neediness. Lost in memory, a sharp, piercing car horn blast ripped me back to reality. I was standing in the middle of a busy street. A sedan was speeding toward me, its brakes screaming a painful, high-pitched shriek. The world flipped and spun, and then everything went black. When I woke up, I heard the anxious, hurried voices of medical staff, and then the loud, amplified sound of a phone on speaker. “Hello, you are the last contact for this phone. The owner was in a serious car accident and is unconscious. Her situation is critical. Can you come to the hospital to sign the paperwork and arrange payment?” Silence hung heavy for a few seconds. Then Dorian’s voice, husky and breathless, came through the speaker. “She just delivered something to my apartment. I don’t know her.” A dial tone followed immediately. The chilling cold of the denial, the ultimate abandonment, sank deeper than the physical trauma. I felt as if the impact of the car had also shattered my heart, leaving me in agonizing pieces I couldn’t put back together. I don’t remember much after that, only that the first person I saw when my mind finally cleared was my mother, Charlotte, who had rushed over from Charleston. Seeing the silver streaks multiplying in her hair, the guilt overwhelmed me. My father’s kidney failure had already drained her emotionally and physically; now I had caused her more distress. Tears streamed down my face. Not wanting to burden her further, I insisted on leaving the hospital after just two days and returning to Charleston. No sooner had I arrived home than I received the notice: Dorian had unilaterally withdrawn his seed investment from my design studio. 3 Panic set in. I called Dorian immediately. On the thirty-second attempt, he finally answered. His voice, familiar yet chillingly detached, cut through the line. “Talk.” I took a shaky breath, forcing myself to speak. “I saw that you pulled the investment from my studio. It’s a small business, Dorian. If that funding is gone, the studio is over. My father finally got a kidney match. We need that money for the surgery now. Please, can you just wait, or postpone the withdrawal?” “Aurora, by what authority are you making demands of me? Let me be perfectly clear: we are broken up.” I felt the flush of shame, but I had no ground to stand on. “Can you just… loan it to me for now? I’ll pay you high interest. Please. Dad finally matched with a donor. This is the only chance he has. I’m begging you. He was always so good to you, you can’t—” “Enough.” Dorian’s voice was sharp with irritation. “Aurora, stop trying to morally blackmail me. I was kind enough to wait this long to break up with you. Your father needs a new kidney—that has nothing to do with me. Why should I finance his illness?” His tone softened slightly, but only to deliver the final blow. “And please, stop calling me. My fiancée doesn’t like it.” He hung up. My heart plummeted. I was adrift, completely lost. Could I really let go of my father’s only chance? I tried calling again, desperate enough to grovel, to beg. But when I dialed, I realized he had blocked my number entirely. A searing, inexpressible pain clenched my throat. Just two days ago, he was still my Dorian. How could everything change so completely, so viciously, overnight? I even found myself wondering if I was to blame for showing up at his door that night, for embarrassing him. But I was just worried about him… The following weeks were a blur of frantic attempts to raise money. I was still reeling when Dorian and Blair’s wedding invitations arrived in Charleston. They were high-profile, showing off their engagement to everyone we knew. The invitations were printed with real gold foil. The wedding favors were bespoke, artisanal rose-flavored confections created by a famous pastry designer, rumored to cost over a hundred dollars apiece. My phone immediately flooded with questions from old friends. “What the hell? Dorian’s getting married, and it’s not you? When did you two break up?” “No way. You waited seven years for him, and he’s marrying someone else? That’s not a man, Aurora. What are you going to do, you’re nearly thirty?” “You should have moved to Boston with him. Then that gold-digger couldn’t have gotten her claws in. I don’t know why you stuck around, clinging to that half-dead Solstice Weave studio just for your dad.” My mother also received an invitation, but she didn’t question me. She just quietly packed away the binders of wedding ideas I had collected over the years. I think the car accident had already shown her the terrifying truth. What I didn’t expect was for Blair to seek me out a week before the wedding. She wasn’t the aggressive, fiery rival I expected. She was surprisingly polite. “Ms. Vladimir, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were Dorian’s ex last time; I thought you were just a delivery person.” She spoke with an innocent sweetness that felt calculated. “I hear Dorian absolutely loves your homemade chicken pot pie. I was hoping you could teach me your recipe? You know what they say—the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” Her request was so bizarre, I didn’t know how to respond. “Are you unwilling, Aurora? Do you still think you can win Dorian back?” she pressed, her tone suddenly sharper. I shook my head, embarrassed, and reluctantly agreed to her demand. Blair wasn’t the spoiled rich girl I’d imagined when it came to learning. She was fiercely determined. Her hands blistered several times while she learned the process, but she stubbornly carried on. I asked her why she was bothering; her family was wealthy, they could hire a professional chef to perfect the recipe. She just smiled blissfully. “Because he’s worth it. Did you know he’s so busy with his research, but he still carves out time to hand-make me tiramisu? And this ring? He worked on the design for a whole year.” She was gushing now. “He even used my name in his latest mathematical formula that was published—his department head apparently called him a lovesick idiot.” I barely heard the rest. A year. I was still asking Dorian about our wedding date a year ago, and he was already designing a ring for another woman. I remembered once jokingly asking Dorian to name one of his formulas after me. He looked at me with open scorn. “Aurora, do you still think you’re an eighteen-year-old girl? Don’t make such ridiculous demands. Science is sacred. It’s not something you use for your little romance games.” I understood now. Science wasn’t sacred. Blair was sacred. Science was a distant second. And I didn’t even rank high enough to be an afterthought. As she was leaving, Blair seemed pleased with herself. She magnanimously offered me a chance to regain Dorian’s investment. The condition: I had to use my signature Solstice Weave embroidery to design their wedding attire. I was desperate for the money. Despite the protest in my soul, I had no choice but to accept. 4 My father’s condition worsened. Unable to secure the surgery funds, I was frantic. I worked two all-nighters, finally completing the two elaborate pieces. Freshly discharged from the hospital, I carried the two heavy garment bags in the freezing, below-zero weather. By the time I reached Dorian’s apartment, I was exhausted. I found a chair near a heating vent and collapsed into it. Before I could even settle, Blair complained that she was cold. Dorian immediately pulled me up and pushed me to the side, allowing Blair to take my warm spot. I was forced to sit by the window, letting the cold draft seep into my clothes and raise goosebumps all over my skin. Blair, basking in the warmth, began to inspect the wedding outfit I’d created. Her face suddenly twisted in anger. “Dorian, the embroidery on your jacket is wrong! It’s not the traditional style. Aurora, you knew we wouldn’t recognize the difference. You were deliberately playing a trick, trying to curse us!” Dorian’s face darkened instantly. He looked at me with cold fury. “Why would you do that? Explain yourself.” “It’s a variation of the Solstice Weave, one of the newer techniques. It’s rare, but it’s recognized.” My voice was shaky from exhaustion and the cold. I rushed to defend myself. “Stop making excuses! You’re just jealous that I get to marry Dorian, so you deliberately sabotaged us.” Dorian looked at me with pure annoyance and weariness. “Aurora, honestly, you’re pathetic. Do you really think these childish tactics are going to make me change my mind? I don’t love you anymore. Nothing you do can change that. Do you understand?” “Are you honestly telling me that sabotaging my future happiness makes you happy?” His words struck me like a physical blow. “No, I didn’t—” “Then what is it? How else are you going to lie your way out of this?” He had forgotten. Years ago, at the height of our love, I had used the traditional, heavy stitch to make him a couple’s jacket. The stiff embroidery had chafed his broad shoulders raw, but he endured the pain all night, praising the design. When I saw his torn skin at home, I was hysterical. After that, I spent months developing a new, softer stitch just for him—the technique that later won an award and was formally recognized by the guild as the Solstice Weave. “My Aurora is the most brilliant,” he had held me tight and whispered then. Now, he had erased it all. I don’t know how many times I had to apologize before Blair was placated enough for me to gather the rejected garments and escape. The promised investment, naturally, was lost. Just as I stepped out of Dorian’s building, I got a call from my mother. “Aurora, your father is fading fast. He still doesn’t know about you and Dorian, and he’s asking for him. He wants to see him.” Hearing the words, my legs gave out. I sank onto the cold ground. It took me a long time to pull myself up from the snow. Hesitantly, I dialed a number. Three days later, the hospital issued another critical notice for my father. He was slipping in and out of consciousness, weakly gripping my hand and murmuring, “Be… good… to Dorian…” My mother turned away, her eyes red. The door to the room opened. To my mother’s shock, Dorian walked in. But a second later, another tall, handsome man pushed the door open, following him. He looked at Dorian, then at me, confusion plain in his voice. “What? Are two future sons-in-law here for the visit?”

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