Author: Momo Chan

I was Declan’s personal secretary for five years. We never talked about love but shared intimate moments until the person who held his heart returned. He let me go. I had anticipated this day, so I calmly packed my things without causing a scene. The next day, he regretted it and cried. Half an hour ago, the news from HR was a heavy blow: I was fired. A colleague sympathetically patted my shoulder, saying, “We did our best, but the outcome couldn’t be changed.” The news didn’t shock me; instead, I felt a sense of calm acceptance. Last week, whispers began circulating around the company: Declan, our CEO, got engaged to the heiress of White Corporation, his ex-girlfriend and the unforgettable love of his life. Now that his dream had come true, the “extra person” by his side naturally had to be removed. Even though my relationship with Declan was never made public, everyone in the company knew there was something between us. Because of this, no one dared to touch me except Declan himself. I received the notice in the morning and completed all handovers by the afternoon. The colleague taking over my role looked worried, constantly lamenting, “Adeline, what will the secretary department do without you?” Declan’s temper is notorious—unpredictable and irritable. Even the wrong temperature for his coffee could set him off. As the department closest to him, we often bore the brunt of his outbursts. However, since I arrived five years ago, things changed. From making coffee to ordering meals, delivering reports, and even calming his temper when other departments made mistakes, I handled it all. My colleagues often said these past five years were the easiest under Declan. I smiled and demonstrated once, “Get the water temperature right, and Mr. Declan won’t complain.” “I heard there’s someone in the company who knows Declan particularly well, even called his exception. That’s you, right?” said a voice from behind. I turned around. Phoebe removed her sunglasses, her gaze sharp. The colleague holding coffee quickly lowered her head and left. I smiled and greeted her, “You’re joking, Ms. White. If I were an exception, I wouldn’t be standing here today.” “In the company, isn’t it only those who are lacking who get fired?” That remark seemed to infuriate Phoebe. She suddenly grabbed the kettle on the table and splashed hot water towards me, sneering, “Let’s see if your sharp tongue can handle this hot water!” The hot water splashed on me, and my skin turned red instantly. Luckily, Declan always preferred his coffee not too hot; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. At that moment, Declan appeared. He walked over to Phoebe with a smile, gently adjusting the hair on her forehead. Phoebe clung to his arm, openly saying, “I had a little conflict with a company employee and couldn’t help but splash her with hot water.” Declan finally glanced at me, his eyes cold and indifferent, as if looking at a stranger. “If she’s splashed, she’s splashed. I’ll have someone compensate her. No need to delay our plans over someone insignificant.” “I’ve ordered your favorite crawfish, let’s go soon.” They walked past me, Phoebe’s gaze full of ridicule. Whether it was the sting of the hot water or the hidden pain in my heart, my chest felt like it was being cut by a knife. But this pain—I never want to feel it again…

After leaving the company, I didn’t go straight home. Instead, I walked into a quiet café. Asher was already there, absentmindedly stirring his coffee. “Hello, Mr. Zhou,” I greeted softly. “I’ve resigned from Declan Corporation and can join your company anytime.” Hearing my voice, Asher stopped what he was doing, looked up, and gave a gentle smile. “Welcome, Miss Adeline. But no rush about work. I understand you had a special relationship with Declan. Now that he’s getting married, you might need some time to adjust. I’ll give you three days to sort out personal matters. Can you start after that?” I frowned slightly. Although I knew my situation with Declan couldn’t remain entirely secret, I didn’t expect everyone in their circle to know. Asher was the one who reached out to me after I left Declan Corporation, offering very favorable terms. Honestly, I couldn’t believe it at first After all, at Declan Corporation, I was just a secretary with an ambiguous status—not worth such treatment. “Mr. Zhou, may I ask why you’re offering me such generous terms?” I couldn’t help but ask. Asher remained calm, took a sip of coffee, and gave me an answer that made me half-believe. “I understand Declan. If Miss Adeline can be his secretary for five years, then being a department manager in our company is more than enough. Also, I hope Miss Adeline won’t have any ‘unexpected’ entanglements with our partners after joining.” After some thought, I finally accepted Asher’s offer. After all, the benefits were tempting, and I needed the money now. Just as I nodded in agreement, a familiar cold laugh came from behind. Declan walked into the café, holding Phoebe’s hand. I knew him too well. Whenever he laughed like that, it meant he was angry—really angry. “Mr. Zhou, long time no see. Even the people my company doesn’t want, the Zhou Corporation is willing to take?” “But let me remind Mr. Zhou, this person isn’t honest and loves money. Be cautious as an employee.” I listened quietly to every word Declan said about me. My fingers clenched under the table, almost piercing into my skin. In fact, the moment Declan fired me, I didn’t hate him. After all, what we had was just a five-year transaction. He gave me money, and I accompanied him in bed. But I didn’t understand why, even after leaving Declan Corporation, he still had to be so aggressive. I bit my lip hard, holding back the sting in my nose, trying not to let tears fall. “Mr. Declan, if I really stole from Declan Corporation, you can call the police. But don’t slander me!” Declan glanced at me coldly, saying nothing more. But Phoebe laughed and stepped forward. “Miss Adeline, it’s just a joke. Why so serious? Are you saying today’s compensation isn’t enough and you want more?” Saying this, she pulled out a wad of cash from her bag and threw it at me. “I heard your mom is still in the hospital waiting for money to save her life, right? But don’t throw away your dignity. This money is a reward for you!”

As Phoebe finished her words, the wad of cash hit my face harshly. One of the corners cut my right cheek, leaving a shallow scratch. The surrounding gazes focused on me—some sympathetic, some mocking, and some undisguised malice. “She’s now an employee of Zhou Corporation and has nothing to do with Declan Corporation,” Asher said coldly, suddenly looking at Phoebe. Phoebe instinctively stepped back, hiding behind Declan. It was the first time I saw Declan so tense about someone. He immediately protected Phoebe, facing Asher. Finally, he glanced at me nonchalantly, saying, “Isn’t it just a scratch on the face? Consider this compensation, she still profits.” With that, Declan squinted at me. I knew he was warning me to stop while I was ahead. If I didn’t accept it, he had ways to make things worse for me. The five years of feelings never left any mark in his heart. He never had any true feelings for me. I forced a smile, humiliated, and picked up the money from the ground piece by piece. “Don’t worry, Mr. Declan, I profited.” Each word was squeezed out through clenched teeth; my gums were bleeding. Phoebe sneered, “Really like a lapdog!” I clenched my teeth, the soft flesh inside my mouth nearly bitten through, the metallic taste of blood spreading on my tongue. I didn’t dare look up, knowing how pathetic and ridiculous I must seem. In the end, Asher sighed, took my hand, and led me out of the café. “Take a good rest for three days. I’ll be waiting for you at Zhou Corporation.” Back at the apartment, Declan’s jacket was still on the messy bed. I began tidying up, collecting all his things, and putting them in a box. I planned to return them to him or just throw them away. After a few hours, I realized the whole apartment was filled with traces of him over the past five years. The toothbrush and towel in the bathroom, the plants on the windowsill, the apron in the kitchen… Unknowingly, I had treated him as a real boyfriend over these five years, not just a part of a transaction. Although I didn’t want to admit it, this was the reality. The lock clicked, and the familiar figure appeared before me, as always. Declan immediately noticed the things I packed for him, coldly mocking, “Found a new backer, and now you can’t wait to kick your old patron out?” “Adeline, are you that cheap? Can’t live without money?” I bit my lip hard, the deep imprint clearly visible. So, in Declan’s heart, I was just that kind of despicable person. But none of this mattered anymore. Although I don’t want to admit it, this is the reality. The door lock suddenly clicked, and a familiar figure appeared before me, just like always. Declan glanced at the things I had packed for him and scoffed, “Found a new patron already? Can’t wait to kick your old benefactor out, huh?” “Adeline, are you really so desperate? Can’t live without money?” I bit my lower lip hard, leaving deep, visible teeth marks. So, in Declan’s mind, I’m just this despicable person. But none of this matters anymore. A heart that’s already dead can’t be brought back to life. “We agreed on five years from the start. Now that the time is up and you’re getting married, I won’t hold you back.” “Besides, I’ve already resigned from Declan Corporation. Mr. Declan, you have no reason to stay with me anymore, right?” He said nothing, his face frighteningly grim as he sat on the sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest. I quickly pushed the packed things in front of him. “I’ve packed everything. You can take it when you leave.” As soon as I finished speaking, Declan’s expression darkened even more. I had no idea what had upset him. Just like a reflex from the past five years, I quickly ran through all the possible reasons he might be mad. Finally, I remembered something and said to him, “I’ll also give up this apartment, don’t worry. As for the past five years, I won’t say a word, nor will I spread gossip in front of Miss White, and I won’t bother you again.” Declan paused, his expression unreadable in the dim light. Soon, he sneered, leaned over, and pinched my chin. In no time, a red mark appeared on my chin. “It’s best if you’re this sensible, or you’ll regret it!” “I don’t want these things. You’ve touched them, and I find them dirty!” With that, Declan turned and walked out. His words took my breath away, and I couldn’t hold back the tears in my eyes, which fell one by one. I closed my eyes, letting the tears fall. And he never looked back.

Over the next two days, I contacted the landlord to give up my old apartment. Then I found a new one near Asher Corporation. After finally moving, I took some time to visit the hospital. Mom was the same, lying in bed, unable to wake up. Ever since a car accident five years ago, Mom has been in a coma. She relies on hospital equipment to barely stay alive. As usual, I massaged her body to improve circulation. Then, as the doctor instructed, I slowly told Mom about my recent events. “Mom, I’ve left Declan Corporation and got a new job.” “This time, the new job pays better, so don’t worry about me. Just focus on recovering and waking up soon.” After everything, the equipment monitoring Mom showed no significant changes. Leaving the hospital, I rushed to Asher Corporation. Even though it hadn’t been three days, I chose to start working early. With Asher’s instructions, I breezed through the onboarding process at Asher Corporation. To quickly get familiar with the job, I worked overtime on the first day and stayed late. By the time I got home, it was already very late. Lying in bed, I took out my phone, and former colleagues from the Declan Corporation’s secretary department started complaining in our small group chat. [Mr. Declan seems off today, his temper’s terrible. Without Adeline, we can’t manage him!] [One moment it’s the temperature, the next it’s the lack of water, and then not enough coffee. Adeline, I followed your notes exactly, yet he still found a bunch of faults.] [Same here, got yelled at all day. I don’t want to work here anymore!] After reading for a while, I didn’t reply to any messages and turned off my phone. Since I’ve left Declan Corporation, Declan’s habits are no longer my concern. In the following days, I fully immersed myself in work at Asher Corporation. Soon, Asher assigned me a task to create a proposal. Fortunately, I’ve always worked in the secretary department, so handling proposals is something I’m used to. After several days of overtime, my dark circles couldn’t be hidden, with my eyes looking bruised. On the day of the project bidding, Asher asked me to attend with him. The main competitor for this project was Declan’s Declan Corporation. At this project event. Declan and Phoebe were the center of attention, with many people congratulating them. It seemed like they had already won the project. When Asher and I appeared, we quickly caught the attention of Declan and Phoebe. Our eyes met, each harboring our own thoughts. Phoebe smirked, directly mocking me. “Mr. Asher, your proposal isn’t done by Miss Zhang, is it? You better be careful; this Zhang woman only knows how to scam your money and can’t make any proposals. Otherwise, why would Declan Corporation have fired her?” “And she’s not a good person, trying to seduce our Declan but got rejected. Now she’s tricking Mr. Asher.” Her voice was loud, as if afraid others wouldn’t hear. Soon, it drew a lot of attention, with murmurs rising. I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth in defense. “I wasn’t fired because of my skills, and I didn’t try to seduce Mr. Declan!” As soon as I finished speaking. Phoebe took out her phone and played an audio clip. The clip was edited, leaving just one sentence from me and one from Declan. I said, “I won’t speak of anything between us.” Then Declan’s refusal followed. “I find it dirty!” I turned sharply to look at him. Declan’s eyes avoided mine. Phoebe laughed arrogantly and asked me. “With evidence, Adeline, what else do you have to say?” 5 The laughter at the banquet suddenly intensified. Everyone was giving me malicious looks.

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Gideon’s beloved Lydia had given birth to his third child. On our tenth wedding anniversary, he brought yet another child conceived outside our marriage and said calmly: “Lydia’s child is the future heir of Gideon’s family. As Mrs. Gideon, it’s your duty to teach them well.” I didn’t react with tears or anger as I had before—I simply took the baby calmly. The guests erupted into laughter. “I heard she made quite a fuss the last two times, but this time she’s learned her lesson.” “With the Quentin family bankrupt, she knows a scene won’t help. Without her own child, she’ll be out sooner or later.” Gideon ignored their mockery and insults. I swallowed my bitterness and managed a smile: “Gideon, let’s get a divorce.” Gideon laughed, as though he’d heard the most ridiculous joke: “Nora, if you can come up with a billion dollars right now, I’ll sign immediately. Otherwise, stop pretending!” Without replying, I dialed an unfamiliar number: “I accept your terms.” A cultured voice responded with a gentle laugh: “A mere billion dollars. I can pay it for you anytime.”

“But are you sure you want to give yourself to me for a man who isn’t worth it?” The whispers of the guests cut into me like knives: “I heard the Quentin family is drowning in debt, surviving only on Mr. Gideon’s charity.” “She’s like a stray dog. Without Gideon’s family, she’d be on the streets tomorrow.” Looking at the child in my arms, I felt a wave of sadness. In ten years of marriage, Gideon and his childhood sweetheart, Phoebe, had three children for me to raise. Six years ago, I broke down when I refused. Gideon didn’t relent, using my family’s survival as leverage. Three years ago, when I resisted again, he took away my documents and kicked me out. In the freezing winter, I returned, crying and begging for his forgiveness. We loved each other when we were young. He even took a bullet for me once. But now, as we’ve grown to loathe each other, it’s time to end it. “I’m sure.” The man laughed joyfully: “In three days, everything will be as you wish.” The call ended, and I stayed silent for a long time. Seeing my red eyes, Gideon’s mocking expression softened slightly: “Nora, raising Lydia’s children to be healthy and strong is most important. As long as you behave, the position of Mrs. Gideon will always be yours. Don’t make trouble, okay?” He rarely coaxed me, but it was for someone else. I was too tired to argue and turned to leave with the child. Returning to Gideon’s family, a picture book hit my forehead, nearly making me drop the baby. Six-year-old Ezra, their first child, glared at me angrily: “Why didn’t you heat my milk?” I endured the pain and looked at the two nannies picking their nails. One rolled her eyes: “Mr. Gideon said taking care of the young master is the madam’s job. Don’t blame me for your laziness.” Right… This was all Gideon’s doing. He deliberately arranged for me to care for his and Phoebe’s children, calling it “the responsibility of Mrs. Gideon.” I remembered when Ezra had a high fever. I stayed awake for three days and nights to care for him. When he had chickenpox, I was covered in ointment to keep him company in isolation. Despite the disputes between Gideon, Phoebe, and me, the children were innocent. The child I raised with love now looked at me with hatred. Blood ties are stronger than water. To them, I was just a servant to push around. I eventually heated his milk, but as I handed it to him, he knocked it over forcefully. “Can’t you even take care of a child?” Gideon returned, his cold voice coming from behind. He pushed me aside: “What if Ezra gets burned?” My throat tightened. I’d tested the milk’s temperature. It couldn’t have burned him, especially since I was the one who got splashed. Ezra made a face at me and ran to Gideon: “Dad, Mom is clumsy. When will you take me out to play?” Gideon fondly ruffled his hair: “In three days, we’ll go out with Auntie Phoebe and take your siblings.” Phoebe’s smile froze when she heard this, but she clung tighter to Gideon’s arm. I noticed a jade ring on her finger—something my mother left Gideon before she died. There was a billion-dollar transaction behind my marriage contract with Gideon. Thirteen years ago, when I was in love with Gideon, who wasn’t yet in control of Gideon’s family, I was mistakenly diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer. To prevent affecting his fight for the family business, I broke up with him under the guise of family opposition. Later, when my family was on the brink of bankruptcy, Gideon arrived with a billion dollars, saying if I married him, he’d save my family from ruin. I was naïve then, thinking he loved me and we’d rekindle our romance. I never realized he came with hatred. My mother entrusted the ring to him on her deathbed, and he promised with teary eyes to treat me well. Now, that ring on Phoebe’s hand was the biggest mockery to me. “Sister, Gideon said I look good wearing this.” She noticed my gaze and shook her hand with a smile. “After all, he said you don’t need to dress up while taking care of the kids, so wearing these is a waste.” Gideon casually added, “It would just gather dust otherwise.” My heart was heavy with unspeakable bitterness. I just wanted to turn and leave. “Oh no!” Phoebe suddenly exclaimed. The ring fell to the ground and shattered. I instinctively reached for it but blacked out, hitting the coffee table. As blood trickled down my forehead, I caught a glimpse of Gideon’s panicked face. He frowned and instinctively reached out to help me, but Phoebe suddenly cried out in pain, twisting her ankle. He immediately shifted his attention, lifting her up like a princess. And I fell to the floor.

“Oh dear, sister, why are you so careless?” Phoebe leaned against Gideon, her voice sickeningly sweet. “Gideon, should we call a doctor to check on her?” Gideon frowned, glanced at me, hesitated for a moment, then spoke impatiently: “It’s just a scratch. Stop making a fuss.” He turned and took Phoebe and their children upstairs to rest. I walked alone to my storage room, hearing the nannies’ undisguised laughter behind me: “Why put on airs like a madam in front of me? She didn’t die from the fall!” I curled up on the small bed, drifting into a painful sleep. The wound on my forehead still ached. Footsteps approached outside. Then Gideon’s cold voice came through: “Behave tomorrow at the old man’s 80th birthday.” I didn’t answer. The door was suddenly pushed open, and Gideon stood in the doorway with a medical kit. Before I could react, he roughly pulled me up, his grip making me frown. “Know it hurts but don’t apply medicine?” He sneered at my wound but took out an alcohol pad skillfully. “Planning on showing the old man your sorry state tomorrow for sympathy?” “Gideon,” I asked softly, “why did you marry me?” He paused, then sarcastically pinched my chin: “Because you needed Gideon’s family’s billion dollars.” In the darkness, I laughed silently through tears. I should have known he didn’t marry me out of love. For ten years, he resented my parents for breaking us up, not knowing I left due to a false cancer diagnosis. By the time I wanted to tell the truth, he already hated me deeply. I took a divorce agreement from my bag and placed it on the bed. I’d brought up divorce several times over the years, but it never succeeded. With my family bankrupt, and Gideon keeping me at home to care for the kids, I had no way to gather the billion dollars he demanded for my freedom. He knew this well, never taking my requests seriously. He said impatiently: “Nora, are you done making a scene?” “This time is real.” I spoke softly but firmly. “I’ll find a way to get the money and pay you back. Even if you don’t believe me, about you…” Phoebe’s coquettish voice suddenly came from upstairs: “Gideon~ Where did you put my pink lingerie~?” Gideon immediately released me, crumpling the agreement and tossing it in the trash: “Enough, you’ve squandered all your dowry over the years. Who else but me would give you a billion dollars?” The door slammed shut. The next day, I forced myself to put on makeup, covering the wound on my forehead, and attended the birthday banquet. But Gideon’s assistant seated me in the last row, with the drivers and nannies. “Oh, isn’t this Mrs. Gideon?” A wealthy lady passed by, covering her mouth with a laugh. “What are you doing sitting here?” I sat in silence, hearing whispers behind me: “I heard Gideon brought another child home. Miss Phoebe is truly blessed with many children, no wonder she’s favored.” “Indeed, even as the legitimate wife, she’s now seated with the help. How embarrassing.” I clenched my napkin, fingers turning white. Moments later, Gideon strode over with Phoebe behind him: “Who told you to sit here?” The assistant said: “Miss Phoebe said you arranged for the madam to sit here.” Phoebe’s face turned pale with panic, but Gideon just frowned, saying nothing. She smiled smugly again. I followed Gideon to greet the old man. He kindly spoke a few words to me, then turned to Phoebe, displeased: “Not just anyone can enter Gideon’s family. Don’t bring random people here again.” Phoebe’s face turned ashen. At that moment, Ezra and Willa suddenly clung to her, calling her auntie sweetly. “Who allowed you to sit here?” The assistant replied, “Ms. Lin said you arranged for ma’am to sit here.” Phoebe’s face immediately showed panic, but Gideon just frowned and said nothing. She smiled smugly again. I followed Gideon to greet the old man. After a few kind words, he turned to see Phoebe and said disapprovingly, “Not just anyone can walk into Gideon’s family. Don’t bring such unwelcome guests next time.” Phoebe’s face turned pale. At this moment, Ezra and Willa suddenly jumped on her, sweetly calling her auntie. Phoebe’s expression softened a lot since she had given birth to three children for Gideon. Even if the old man didn’t like her, he would still show her respect for the children’s sake. The old man snorted and called Gideon away. I was about to get up and leave when Phoebe suddenly pressed my shoulder with a cold smile, “Sister, let’s play a game.”

Phoebe took out a thermos from her handbag and suddenly grabbed Willa’s wrist away from everyone’s sight. “Good girl,” she said, covering the child’s eyes, “Mommy’s going to do a magic trick.” “No!” I rushed forward to stop her, but she shoved me away. The next second, a piercing cry echoed through the hall. Willa’s fair arm instantly became red and blistered, and Phoebe quickly shoved the thermos into my hand. “Help!” Phoebe fell to her knees, holding the heartbrokenly crying Willa tightly, “Sister, if you have any grievances, come at me. Why scald Willa with boiling water? She’s just a child!” I was completely stunned, not expecting her to be so devious as to frame me and even harm her own child! Gideon rushed over, saw Willa’s injuries, and without thinking, kicked me to the ground, shouting angrily, “How could you harm such a young child! Are you even human?” Gideon called the family doctor to treat Willa’s wounds. Suddenly, Ezra started crying loudly. I lay on the ground, struggling to get up, trembling as I reached for Ezra, “Ezra, baby, don’t be afraid… tell Daddy… who just…” Before I could finish, Ezra hid behind Gideon in terror, crying, “It was Mommy! She poured hot water on Sister! I’m scared!” I froze instantly, my outstretched hand dropping weakly. “Are you really this jealous just because I brought Lydia to a party once? They’re the kids you raised yourself!” I opened my mouth, the taste of blood growing stronger in my throat, finally turning into a barely audible laugh. I looked into Gideon’s furious eyes, “Gideon, do you really believe this?” “He’s only six. Can he lie?” The guests around started whispering. Some called me “vicious,” others said, “No wonder you can’t have kids, with such a cruel heart.” The crowd’s accusations drowned me, but what hurt more was Gideon’s hateful gaze piercing my heart. To him, I was nothing but a jealous and vicious woman. Phoebe leaned into Gideon’s arms, eyes red, “Sister, if you’re sick, you need treatment. How could you do something so cruel?” Ezra’s cries grew louder, saying he was scared just seeing me. Gideon pointed at me and shouted, “Nora, get out of here where we can’t see you!” I wiped the blood from my mouth, stood up shakily, and took the divorce agreement I always carried out of my bag, smiling bitterly, “It’s time to leave… sign it, and I’ll leave quietly.” Gideon’s anger grew, and he stood up, tearing the divorce agreement and throwing it in my face, “Without ten billion, don’t even think about leaving! You’ll be my wife for life, Nora!” Outside, the rain poured down as I staggered into it, the cold rain mixing with my tears. Ten years of marriage, sincerity, and patience—shouldn’t it end when I get the money tomorrow? The next second, everything went black, and I fell down the stairs. Just as I thought I would hit the ground, I was suddenly caught in a warm, strong embrace. “I was only late for a moment, and you made yourself this miserable, hmm?” When I woke up again, I was in a hospital. The man in front of me was handsome, the current head of Carter Group, Declan Carter. I was about to speak when I noticed a familiar diamond cufflink on his suit sleeve, the gift I gave to a life-saver on my eighteenth birthday. “You finally recognize me? I didn’t waste years loving you.” Declan leaned in, his voice deep and magnetic. Memories surged back: when I was eighteen, I was kidnapped, and a young man risked his life to save me. Before leaving, I gave him my most precious birthday gift… “It’s you…” My voice trembled as I instinctively tried to sit up, but he suddenly looked tense and supported me, “Careful, the doctor said you’re pregnant, eight weeks.” I froze completely. The timing was just right; it was Gideon’s last time with me when he was drunk and mistook me for Phoebe. Declan chuckled coldly, “Interesting, Gideon kicked you out, not knowing his wife is pregnant with his child.” He smirked and looked at me with intense eyes, “But soon it won’t be his.” I was overwhelmed by the barrage of news, “What?” Declan laughed, “The ten billion has already been transferred; whether he signs or not, he has to.”

At that moment, Gideon was sitting in the villa garden, watching Phoebe and the two children playing on the lawn. “How could sister not come back all night, how could she be so petty with you, the baby cried at night and it broke my heart.” Gideon sneered, about to speak when his phone vibrated. He casually opened the message, still thinking about how to teach me a lesson when I got back. But the message froze his smile instantly— [Your account has received a transfer of 1,000,000,000.00 RMB, memo: divorce settlement] “Gideon?” Phoebe sensed something was wrong and reached for his phone. “What’s happening?” Gideon reread the message, disbelief etched on his face, before leaping up from his seat. Ezra nearly toppled over and began to cry loudly in fright. He shoved Phoebe away, staring intently at the message, his fingers trembling uncontrollably. One billion… Could Nora really have gathered one billion? “That’s impossible,” he muttered, immediately calling the bank for confirmation. “Mr. Gideon, the amount has indeed been credited from the Carter Group’s overseas account.”

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People say I’m the white moonlight of Gideon, the overbearing president. I spent seven years abroad, and during that time, I heard that Gideon dated numerous women who resembled me. I couldn’t care less. When we broke up, we agreed to go our separate ways, so there’s no point in pretending there’s still something deep between us. When my stomach condition landed me in the hospital, Gideon showed up with a girlfriend who bore a slight resemblance to me, suggesting she donate a kidney to me. I said, “That’s absolutely unnecessary.” I had no interest in either Gideon or his girlfriend. But surprisingly, a few days later, his girlfriend secretly came to me for help. … In the karaoke bar room, a group of people was being loud and chaotic, dancing wildly. “Come on, let’s raise our glasses to celebrate the return of Mr. Gideon’s ‘white moonlight,’ Miss Nora!” As soon as they said that, the room filled with laughter and scattered blessings. A blond guy held a microphone in one hand and a glass in the other. I lifted my foot from the sofa and kicked him right on the butt. “Jasper, watch your words. Who allowed you to add random adjectives in front of your sister’s name?” Jasper took a big tumble, and the laughter in the room grew louder. My best friend, Hazel, suddenly whispered in my ear. “Nora, you have no idea. Mr. Gideon is crazy about you. Over the years you’ve been abroad, he’s dated countless lovers who all looked like you.” I scoffed cynically, “Who still plays the game of unattainable love these days?” “Sure, I was the one who suggested breaking up, but he agreed too. Even after I went abroad, if he really liked me, wouldn’t he come find me? Can’t Mr. Gideon afford a plane ticket? You visited me four or five times a year.” Hazel looked at me with a realization, as if she had suddenly understood something incredible. My parents’ company used to have a significant position in the New York social circle. But who knew we’d be betrayed and go bankrupt overnight? My father had to take us and our last savings overseas, seeking refuge with my grandparents. Thankfully, after seven years of hard work, my father regained his footing in the business world. This time, we’re back to expand our domestic business. Gideon was my first love. Everyone said we were the perfect couple. I thought we’d marry and spend our lives together. But then my father went bankrupt unexpectedly. During that time, I was as anxious as my father and became irritable. We argued with Gideon every few days. Later, when my father decided to go abroad, we naturally broke up. There was no tragic love story, just reality, bad timing, and a lack of fate. Seven years have passed. The feelings are long gone. He’s had one lover after another, and I’ve almost had a team of boyfriends. These are old stories. Everyone should move on. Just then, the room door opened. “Nora, why didn’t you contact me when you returned? Do you know how hard I’ve waited for you?” The man had sharp brows and starry eyes, a tall figure, clearly charismatic. But now, his eyes were red, like a discarded big dog. “Gideon?” I exclaimed in surprise. I saw Hazel give me a mischievous look, mouthing words silently, but I understood her after years of friendship. “What did I say?” I felt a bit awkward. Could the slap in the face come this quickly? What was Gideon playing at? I planned to welcome Gideon in. But as soon as I stood up, a sharp pain twisted in my stomach, and cold sweat drenched my bangs. Just my luck. I must’ve aggravated my chronic stomach condition by drinking on an empty stomach. I didn’t bring any stomach medicine. That was my last thought before everything went black, and I fainted. When I woke up, I saw a pale ceiling and had an IV drip in my hand. “You’re awake. You scared me to death.” I turned my head slightly; it was Hazel. Memories of last night slowly returned. “It’s nothing, just my old stomach problem. You brought me here last night, right? Thanks for the trouble.” Hazel’s eyes, originally filled with worry and concern, turned ambiguous when she heard me. I had a bad feeling. “I wanted to, but as soon as I called 911, Gideon carried you out. You should’ve seen his terrifying look, as if he’d drag everyone down with him if anything happened to you.” I pulled a corner of my mouth, admiring her imagination. Could it really be that dramatic? But the next second, I couldn’t laugh anymore. The hospital room door opened, and in came a man and a woman. The man was Gideon, with a gloomy face. I didn’t know the woman, but she had a pained and desperate look. Before I could speak, Gideon let go of the woman’s hand. His previously fierce eyes suddenly became gentle. “Nora, don’t be scared. I took her for a check-up, and her kidney is a match for you. I’ll take you for more detailed tests later. I’ll make sure you’re cured.” His words shocked me. Never mind whether this was legal, but why would I need her kidney? “Gideon, I have a stomach illness. What’s it got to do with my kidney?” Gideon’s face froze at my words, a bit embarrassed at his mistake. “No worries, you might need it someday. Better safe than sorry.” I was stunned again, shocked by his outrageous words. I looked at the trembling girl beside him and said, “Don’t jinx me. I prefer to keep my original parts.” At this point, I looked closely at the girl. She really did resemble me by about sixty percent. Remembering what Hazel said and all the rumors, could this world be a giant CEO romance novel? “Nora, take care and rest. I’ll come by again in the afternoon.” With that, he left with the girl. “Did you see? That girl, Gideon’s new flame, Phoebe, looks a lot like you.” Hearing that name, I paused. Memories, almost forgotten, surged in my mind. I knew her, Phoebe, a college classmate of Gideon and me. Though Gideon pursued me openly, his charm was undeniable. Not only was he handsome and rich, but he was also top of the class and a star on the basketball court. He always had admirers. He used to place his bag and clothes on my seat, making others think it was his spot. My desk was often filled with love letters for him from other girls. Seeing me jealous, he’d laugh happily. When I was really about to get mad, he’d hold my face and say, “I only love you.” Phoebe was one of Gideon’s admirers. I remembered her not for her resemblance to me but for her love letter. Once, while grabbing a book from my desk, I noticed a red stain. I thought a red pen had leaked, but I found an envelope with red marks. Curiosity got the better of me, and I opened it. The words inside were so chilling that my hand trembled. The dark red letters resembled red ink or blood. The writing was smudged, but I could vaguely make out “responsible,” “love you,” “beg you.” The signature was clear, written in black: “Phoebe.” As I frowned, trying to make sense of it, Gideon hugged me from behind, asking what had me so engrossed. He snatched the letter and tossed it in the trash. “Some people keep writing these things. It’s pointless. Don’t look. You know you’re the only one in my heart.” As a young girl, I was naturally swept off my feet by his words. Later, in casual chats with friends, I heard Phoebe’s name again. They said she gave birth to a stillborn baby in the school bathroom, and no one knew who the father was. Her parents caused a scene at school for two days, and rumors flew among classmates. It was Gideon’s family who paid to hush it up. I had marveled at the Gideon family’s wealth and generosity. Seeing Phoebe today brought those memories back. Lying in the hospital bed, I reflected on everything. My mindset and thoughts weren’t those of a teenager anymore. Something felt off. This unsettling feeling soon had an answer. I got a call from Phoebe. In an upscale, private club, Phoebe sat without makeup. She wasn’t the fragile girl from the hospital. “Is Gideon good to you?” Phoebe opened the conversation. I frowned, puzzled. Did the hospital incident upset her? When I didn’t answer, she repeated the question. I looked at her expression, sipped my tea, and chose my words carefully: “If you’re asking about when he was my boyfriend, he was nice. He knew how to sweet-talk. But since I’ve returned, I haven’t sought Gideon out. That day at the restaurant, I just wanted to clarify things. You don’t need to worry, Miss Phoebe.” Phoebe smiled faintly and shook her head. “No, he’s not good to you.” I found her words amusing but was more confused. Phoebe didn’t seem to be marking her territory or showing off. “Miss Phoebe, I don’t understand, but I wish you and Gideon a long and happy life together. I’ll leave now. I won’t be staying in the country, so you needn’t worry about me disrupting your lives.” I spoke sincerely. “Miss, wishing a long and happy life with Gideon is a curse. Besides, he really wronged you.” I started to grow impatient, tapping my fingers on the table. Phoebe gave a slight smile. She shook her head and said, “No, he’s not good to you.” I found Phoebe’s words tinged with irony, but more than that, I was puzzled. Phoebe didn’t seem to be asserting any kind of dominance over me, nor was she boasting. “Phoebe, I don’t understand what you mean, but I do wish you and Gideon a long and happy life together. I’ll be leaving now. I won’t be settling down in this country, so you don’t have to worry about me interfering in your lives.” I said sincerely. “Miss, wishing you a long and happy life with Gideon is a rather harsh blessing. Besides, he truly wronged you.” I started to get a bit impatient, tapping my fingers on the table. “Phoebe, what exactly are you trying to say?” “The child I lost was Gideon’s, and your family’s bankruptcy was orchestrated by his family.” My hand, reaching for my bag, froze. I looked at her in disbelief. Under the overhead light in the private room, Phoebe appeared like a chess player with a winning strategy. My fingers gripping the table’s edge turned white. I steadied myself and said with forced calm: “Phoebe, you shouldn’t speak so carelessly.” She looked at me with a bit of pity, much like how I used to look at her. She didn’t respond to what I said, just pushed a stack of papers in front of me. “Take a look.” Half an hour later. With a sense of inevitability, I released the crumpled papers in my grasp, staring blankly at the stack. My chest felt tight, as if being squeezed.

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I have been married to Declan for three years, but he refuses to sleep in the same bed as me. This is all because his female friend, Daphne, cannot have children. “Daphne’s health is poor. Do you really want her to watch us live happily as a family of three? That’s too cruel!” I kept compromising until Daphne’s birthday, when Declan, after drinking, suggested we sleep together. I was overjoyed, and for three whole days and nights, my body bore the marks of our passion. Not long after, I discovered I was pregnant. Excitedly, I took the report to show him, only to find them watching a short video, and the woman in the video was me! “Declan, how could you be so callous?” “Declan, you’re unbelievably generous.” This was all part of a bet proposed by Daphne. Whoever’s child I conceived first would have to buy her a diamond ring worth millions. Their attitude made me furious. The next day, Declan received a letter. I’m pregnant. Looking at the ultrasound report, I was overwhelmed with joy. This was our first child after three years of marriage. Declan had never wanted to share a bed with me, let alone have a child. Now that we had this love’s fruit, I thought he’d be happy too. I quickly dialed his number, but it was busy. As I wondered why, the phone rang again. When I answered, I heard Declan’s slightly breathless voice. “What’s up?” He sounded displeased, as if I had interrupted something important. “I just left the hospital. I have good news to share.” “Whatever it is, tell me at home.” He was in a hurry, and I could hear a soft female voice in the background. “Are you with Daphne?” I frowned and asked. A long silence followed, and then Declan finally responded. “No, Theo and the others are here.” I let out a small “oh,” feeling somewhat annoyed. Declan didn’t seem to care about my matters, not even asking why I went to the hospital. “Alright, I’ve got to go. We have something to discuss.” Before I could say more, he hastily hung up. Gripping the report, I skeptically took a cab to his company. Before marrying me, Declan had a close-knit circle of friends for ten years, from high school till now. Theo and Daphne were part of it. I remember Daphne well because Declan wouldn’t have kids with me because of her. Daphne, due to her reckless youth and multiple abortions, was nearly infertile. The group vowed not to have kids to accommodate her. I vaguely recall arguing with Declan about kids, and he always mentioned her. “I don’t understand. Why does Daphne’s inability to have kids concern you?” “Daphne’s health is poor. Do you really want her to watch us live happily as a family of three? That’s too cruel!” Declan spoke firmly and decisively. No matter how much I pleased him after marriage, he remained indifferent, even sleeping in separate rooms from me. As a woman, I understood Daphne’s feelings. She liked Declan. Because of her poor background and unclean past, the Declan family would never allow her in, so she was jealous and even hated me. I only learned this after marrying Declan. I loved him, so I chose to compromise for our marriage. “Ma’am, we’ve arrived,” the driver’s gentle voice brought me back to reality. I protected my belly and prepared to get out. Before reaching Declan’s office, I heard laughter inside. “Look at this part. It’s too intense, like she’s trying to please us.” “You don’t get it. The best part is when she’s on top. The way she moves is incredible.” I frowned, listening to their banter, and heard faint moans mixed in their laughter. My ears burned with anger. In broad daylight, they were watching short videos in the office! I was about to push the door open when a clear voice interrupted. “Stop watching. It’s just Genevieve. What’s so interesting?” I stopped. It was Daphne’s voice, familiar because she often called Declan late at night. “You have to admit, Genevieve has a great figure! No wonder so many chased after her.” “So what? In the end, she still ended up with us. But Declan, you’re generous to share your wife.” My expression froze, mouth agape in disbelief, like a plaster statue struck by lightning, even my eyelashes trembling in shock. I stiffly turned my eyes, peeking through the blinds. The woman in the video they played was me!

I stumbled back, hitting the wall, my fingers digging into the plaster unconsciously. How could this be happening? How could I be in the video? My head throbbed, the video like invisible hands draining my strength, making my legs weak. “Declan, you’re so indifferent, holding back for so long!” “Declan, you’re generous to share her with us.” “Gotta admit, Genevieve’s something else.” Declan only bowed his head, smiling faintly at their praise. “As long as everyone’s having fun.” Daphne giggled, her voice sharp and cutting. “She wanted to sleep with Declan, didn’t she? If she’s so desperate for men, she should be satisfied.” Daphne’s words hit like a bolt from the blue, making it clear to me. During those three days and nights, they switched people! I remembered clearly; it was Declan’s first time not holding back. For the sake of the child, to please him, I did everything I could to satisfy him. Midway, he blindfolded me with a red silk ribbon. I thought he was seeking thrills, not realizing it was then they switched! I gasped, clutching my collar to release some of the suffocating pressure. “Don’t forget our bet.” Daphne’s tinkling laughter came again, her boneless wrist resting on Declan’s shoulder. “Whoever’s child is in her belly must buy me that diamond ring worth millions.” She cooed, while the men waved their hands, saying millions were nothing, they’d buy it for their group favorite, even if it cost billions. Their raucous laughter was deafening. I leaned against the wall, my stomach suddenly convulsing, retching on the floor. Saliva mixed with bile dripped onto the tiles. My fingers twitched uncontrollably, unable to hold the report. The door suddenly opened, and Daphne exclaimed. “Genevieve! What are you doing here!”

Declan was the first to run out, seeing me in distress, retching on the floor, without a word of concern. “When did you get here?” I glared at him with hatred, my eyes red. Just seeing them made me feel sick, and without a word, I stood and ran out. I didn’t know how I got home, my face streaked with dried tears. Once home, I continued retching over the toilet. I knelt, crying my heart out, recalling Declan’s promises on our wedding day. Now they seemed like a joke. He could ignore me for Daphne, and to please her, let his friends humiliate me like this! Treating me like an object to be given away. Exhausted from crying, I dragged my weak body to the bedroom. I knew only my parents could help me now. They initially opposed my marriage to Declan, thinking his family only wanted our power. I ignored their objections and insisted on marrying this devil. After the wedding, though they complained, they still helped Declan’s family. Without me, Declan wouldn’t be as successful as he is now. I clenched my fists, hatred searing through my veins, burning my insides. I gritted my teeth and called my parents. “How dare he treat you like this! That bastard!” My mom was furious but immediately comforted me. “Don’t worry, Genevieve. Mom and Dad will make him pay, we’ll get justice for you!” Tears streamed from my eyes, regretting my poor judgment. After calming me, my parents sent a divorce agreement to my email. The terms would make Declan’s life miserable, but it still didn’t satisfy me. It wasn’t enough; none of them could get away with this. Suddenly, I heard a noise at the entrance. I quickly closed the email. “Genevieve.” Declan called coldly, throwing the pregnancy report on the floor. “Why did you come back alone after finding out you’re pregnant? Don’t you know how dangerous that is? What if something happened to the child…” “Are you worried about the child, or worried your bet might not go through?” I cut off his self-righteous lecture, smirking as I looked up at him. “So you heard. Well, let’s be clear. If the child is mine, I’ll take responsibility. If not, don’t blame me for being ruthless. After all, you willingly threw yourself at us.” His tone was impatient, his face showing disgust, as if he found me dirty. “Declan, you’ll regret this.” I said through clenched teeth, my knuckles white. “I don’t have time to argue with you. Now that you know, let’s go to the hospital for a paternity test.” With that, he ignored my weakened state, dragging me toward the hospital. “Are you crazy!” “I see you’ve heard everything, so let’s get straight to the point. If the child you’re carrying is mine, I’ll naturally take responsibility. But if it’s not, you have only yourself to blame for what’s to come.” His tone was impatient, his face twisted with disgust, as if I was something dirty. “Declan, you’ll regret this.” I said through gritted teeth, my knuckles whitening as I clenched my fists. “I don’t have time for arguments. Since you know the situation, let’s go to the hospital for a paternity test now.” Ignoring my weakened state, he dragged me towards the hospital. “Are you insane?” I struggled desperately to break free, but the difference in strength was too great. I was forcibly dragged to the hospital by him. “Doctor, we’re here for a paternity test.” The doctor looked at Declan with concern, kindly advising, “I see your wife is newly pregnant. A paternity test this early could harm the fetus. Even if you’re anxious, you should wait at least six months.” Declan ignored the doctor’s advice, insisting firmly, “I want it done now. If your hospital can’t do it, then it might as well close down.” Declan’s family was an emerging power, aided by our family, and many feared him. The doctor, trembling, couldn’t oppose Declan and instructed the on-duty nurse to take me to the relevant department. “Hold on.” Declan suddenly interrupted. “Test these two brothers as well. The child in her belly could belong to any of us.” The doctor was stunned, unsure how to respond. Declan spoke about it so casually, as if discussing something mundane. “Damn, this woman gets around.” “Slut, shameless!” “How much do you think she charges? Is five hundred enough?” “Forget it, she might even pay you instead!” The middle-aged men in the hospital leered at me, their lewd stares making me nauseous. I leaned against the wall, retching. “Stop pretending.” Daphne walked over, arms crossed, arrogantly pulling my hair. “You bitch, hurry up and get the paternity test done. Don’t make Declan wait.” Daphne laughed triumphantly, seeing me humiliated was her favorite thing. “You’re so filthy. Let’s see if Declan’s family will accept you as a daughter-in-law. By then, the position of Declan’s wife will be mine.” She whispered disdainfully in my ear. I smirked, straightening up. “Daphne, you’re pathetic. Even if Declan and I divorce, you’ll never get your chance. After all, Declan’s family won’t accept a woman who can’t have children.” “Genevieve!” Daphne’s eyes turned vicious, enraged by my words. She yanked my hair back hard and punched me in the stomach. “You can give birth, so what? You’ve been with so many men, and this child is a bastard. Declan won’t let a bastard into his family!” I no longer felt pain, just laughed madly like a lunatic. “Daphne, you’re just jealous of me. Even if you plot against me, I still have a chance to bear Declan’s child, but you can only be a hidden mistress your whole life!” Daphne stomped in frustration, her eyes like blades trying to pierce me. “You’re just a lapdog! Just wait, I’ll show you how much Declan loves me!” With that, I slapped myself and pretended to fall to the ground. “Daphne!” Three people rushed over to anxiously care for Daphne. I watched and found it laughable—three fools being played by a scheming woman. “Genevieve, you wicked woman! How can you treat Daphne like this? You’re the dirty one, what’s wrong with Daphne saying something?” Declan glared at me, his brow furrowed. “I say this, thanks to who? Declan, if it weren’t for you…” “Ow!” Daphne interrupted my questioning, crying with a tear-stained face. “My arm hurts, Declan, look, I don’t think I can lift it.” Daphne wailed, trying to save face. “Just you wait!” Declan shot me a fierce look, angrily saying, “If anything happens to Daphne, I won’t hesitate to show everyone your video!” With that, he rushed over to pick up Daphne. She lay in his arms, winking at me smugly. I laughed bitterly, getting up from the ground. Around me were still unbearable comments and taunts, with men whistling, their eyes like they wanted to skin me alive. Declan, since you’re so obsessed with the test results, I’ll give you what you want. It would take a day to get the paternity results. Declan didn’t come home that night. I knew he was with Daphne. The next morning, I received a text from an unfamiliar number. It was a few photos. “Genevieve, see this? I’m Declan’s true love. He’s so gentle with me in bed, something you’ll never experience, you slut!” Attached were photos of them in bed. Her bragging held no power over me; I’d already given up on Declan. I saved the photos and contacted the lawyer my parents sent me. “Are the results out?” “They are.” I smiled faintly, hatred boiling in my eyes. “Send it all over.” Declan, to make up for Daphne’s harm because of me, took her to buy the diamond ring used as a bet. Just as they arrived at the venue, the secretary hurried over. “Madam asked me to give you this.” Declan took it, puzzled, while Daphne laughed first, “Is it a divorce agreement because she knows the child isn’t yours?” The four of them laughed, ready to see the results. But when they opened the envelope, they froze. “This is a court summons!” The four of them looked shocked, as the designer approached. “Excuse me, sir, the diamond ring you wanted has been bought by a lady.” “What! Didn’t we choose it first?” Daphne was displeased, shouting. The designer smiled politely, nodding slightly, “That lady offered a higher price, so naturally, we chose the better buyer.” “Additionally, that lady asked me to tell you, Mr. Declan, don’t forget your identity. Without Genevieve, there would be no Declan’s family in Jacksonville.” With a crash, Declan angrily smashed what he was holding to the ground. “That bitch Genevieve dares to provoke us! We can’t just sit back and do nothing!” Theo clenched his fists in anger. “We should upload those videos online and see how arrogant she is then!” Another man in their group, Luke, suggested bitterly. “Shut up!” Declan clenched his fists in frustration, the sound of his knuckles cracking. “You fools, don’t you get it? She wants to ruin us! If we dare upload those videos now, we’ll be facing jail time!” “What do we do? We can’t just let that bitch provoke us!” Daphne pouted, shaking Declan’s arm, “Yeah, Declan, that ring was clearly mine first. You have to stand up for me. She put a green hat on you and is still so arrogant. We can sue her for adultery, anyway, we have video evidence.” Daphne had many bad ideas, and those two liked to support her, whispering bad advice to Declan. “Genevieve!” I was sitting at home, admiring the diamond ring in the box, when I heard an angry shout from downstairs. I adjusted my clothes and looked down from the second floor. “What’s up? Did you get the result you wanted from the document I sent?” I smiled at them, a hint of threat in my eyes. “Genevieve, don’t push your luck! Being with us was a blessing for you. How dare you sue us!” “Yeah! You begged us to be with you. Don’t forget we have evidence. Do you want the Aiden family’s reputation to be ruined?” “Sister, didn’t you always want to be with Declan? Now that we’ve fulfilled your wish, you’re still not happy? Also, taking someone else’s beloved thing is wrong. I advise you to give the ring back before Declan gets mad!” They warned me one after another, only Declan remained silent, his eyes dark and unclear as he looked at me. I raised an eyebrow and smiled, walking down the stairs with my lawyer. “You humiliated me when I wasn’t conscious and now want to threaten me? You have some nerve.” I sat on the sofa, resting my chin on my hand, my tone leisurely, my smile wide, my eyes full of unhidden defiance, even my fingers twitched with provocation. “Also, uploading such a video online is illegal, right? Declan might not be afraid because he has Declan’s family, but what about you?” I pretended to think, frowning, “You small-time families dare to challenge me, really don’t know your place!” To make them pay, the first step was to break their clique. Interests are the best way to break them. I don’t believe the other two will sit still. “You know nothing! We brothers are close, Declan will find a way to protect us, but your reputation isn’t guaranteed! Soon everyone will know you’re a whore!” “Also, isn’t it illegal to upload such videos online? Declan might not be afraid because he has his family to back him, but what about you?” I pretended to ponder, frowning. “Do you really think you can challenge me? You have no idea what you’re up against!”

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National Day, I went home, and Chloe took over my room. My mom said, “Guests are guests,” and asked me to sleep on the balcony. But when the family went to the zoo, Chloe pushed me into the python enclosure. I was partially swallowed by a python. I was rescued but ended up paralyzed from the waist down, confined to a wheelchair. Chloe showed no remorse; instead, she blamed me for being careless and falling in. Feeling depressed, I fell down the stairs and died. Chloe inherited my family’s property and even praised my death. It turned out she had poured canola oil on the stairs, intending to kill me all along. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I returned home for National Day. The clock on the wall showed the date, and I realized I had been reborn. “Adeline, go wake up your cousin,” my mom urged me. It was the National Day seven-day holiday, with many college students taking the high-speed train back home. I had bought a ticket early to celebrate with my family. Last time, I told my mom in advance to help me change the sheets. She agreed, but when I got home, I found Chloe, Daphne, sleeping in my room. Chloe used my cup and toothbrush, and even wrote on my certificates of merit from my childhood. I angrily told her to get out, but she called me petty. “It’s just a broken cup and some old certificates. I have those too, and they’re worthless at home. If you’re that upset, I’ll just print you some new ones. Why make a fuss?” “So noisy!” Those certificates were proof of my hard work from elementary through high school, not just wastepaper. But her dismissive tone made it seem like she had more right to be angry than I did. My mom, stirring up trouble, said Chloe rarely visited, so I should be hospitable and let her draw on more of my certificates. “Adeline, I’ve been wanting to throw these away. If you want to deal with them, go ahead and do it.” Laughing, she pulled me out of the room, made a makeshift bed with a cardboard on the balcony, and told me to manage for a few days. “It’s not cold yet. You can manage until Daphne leaves and you can return to your room.” “You won’t suffer much.” This cousin of mine, Chloe, was spoiled, always acting like a princess and playing the victim. I couldn’t stand her. Having to sleep on the cold floor for her made me even more upset. But I didn’t expect this National Day to be the start of my nightmare. I sat up from the floor, taking in this unusual morning. After speaking, my mom went to the kitchen, happily making Chloe’s favorite food while Chloe lounged in my room. Seeing me not up yet, my mom urged me to hurry before the food got cold. “So annoying! Why get up so early? Skipping a meal won’t kill you!” Chloe, unhappy, threw a ceramic doll from my bedside at my feet. My mom didn’t scold her; she just smiled and patted her head. “Daphne, sweetie, Auntie made your favorite smoked pork sticky rice. You’ll love it!” Chloe glared at me, telling me to clean up the doll pieces, or they’d hurt her feet later. Humming, she washed up at the sink. When I looked, she’d already opened all my brand-new skincare products, squeezing out half and leaving them on the sink. “Why are you looking? You dare keep such cheap stuff?” “I thought it was some imported good, but I had to wash my face again after using it.” She took out samples from her bag, each costing thousands, flaunting them at me. “Stop using those bad things that ruin your face. Use mine.” “But you’re so ugly, it doesn’t matter what you use.” Chapter 2 In my past life, I broke down crying from all the grievances. Even though I tolerated her, she kept targeting me. Looking at her now, I smiled and slapped her hard. “Oh, your precious face still swells with five finger marks from my slap.” I used all my strength, and Daphne fell to the ground. The sink’s bottles and containers fell, hitting her face and body. Her face swelled with blood vessels popping, looking hideous. “You hit me? How dare you?” She held her face, stunned. I sneered. “You sleep in my bed, use my stuff, and talk without a filter. I could spare you, but remember, I’m not a pushover!” My mom rushed over, helping Daphne up, scolding me for hitting my cousin. In my past life, she always manipulated me like this. “Be nice to your sister. Be more cultured. She’s family, how much harm can it do?” When I became disabled, she didn’t even say a harsh word. “Riches are fate, life and death are destiny.” “It was meant to be. Don’t blame others.” With one dismissive sentence, she excused all of Daphne’s wrongdoings. This time, I won’t be so foolish. Coldly, I responded. “Are you deaf or blind? Didn’t you see her messing with my skincare products?” “I saved those for my teacher. If her actions affect my graduate school recommendation, I won’t let her off!” My mom realized this could impact my recommendation and went silent. Daphne, furious, pointed at me. “Kick her out, Auntie! Slap her and make her leave!” I crossed my arms and pinched her chin hard. “This is my house; if anyone leaves, it’s you! Did the mountain confuse you about who’s the host?” My mom brought ice to soothe her face, coaxing. “Daphne, sweetie, your cousin is stressed about her recommendation, acting crazy. Let’s not stoop to her level.” Since that slap, Daphne nagged me daily, and out of guilt, my mom gave her thousands in red envelopes. She took her to local restaurants for authentic cuisine. Daphne flaunted the gifts at me. “What do you think? You don’t have them, right?” “Auntie said I’m pretty and sensible, deserving new clothes. You, the useless kid, get the old ones.” She then showed the zoo tickets featuring a golden python. Her eyes narrowed meaningfully. “Let’s visit the zoo tomorrow. They say there’s a golden python there.” Having lived through this before, I knew her plan. I was ready this time. Due to the National Day holiday, the zoo was packed. The zoo’s main attraction was the “Golden Python Mountain.” The mountain housed over 20 golden pythons, each seven to eight meters long and 20-30 centimeters wide. Each ate at least 20 pounds of meat daily. They’re known for their gentle nature, so the zoo hired handlers, creating feeding and photo zones. Brave visitors could feed them and take photos with the 100-pound pythons wrapped around them. In my past life, Daphne pushed me into the python pool during a photo session. The startled pythons swarmed and attacked me, leaving me disabled. Daphne bought several pounds of raw meat and two golden python hairbands, sticking one on my head. “Adeline, let’s queue for a photo session. It’s cool to take photos with these pythons.” Chapter 3 She even dragged my mom along. But my mom, afraid of such things, quickly refused. “No, Daphne, Auntie really can’t handle this.” “If you don’t come with me, no one will,” Daphne pouted, playing cute. Of course, my mom pushed me to her side, patting my back. “Let your sister accompany you. She has experience taking pictures with pythons.” I shrugged, feigning fear. “No, I’m scared now.” “It’s okay, sister, I can protect you.” Daphne had no intention of protecting me; she just wanted to repeat her trick. We queued for half an hour before it was our turn for photos. In the large python pool, dozens of golden pythons writhed, resembling a giant multi-headed monster. The python handler placed a small python’s tail on Daphne’s lap, letting her hold a chicken leg near its mouth for a photo. Then it was my turn. As the handler brought the python for my photo, Daphne suggested loudly, “Brother, my sister wants a big one.” The handler searched for a large one, warning us not to step forward and disturb the pythons. Daphne agreed but subtly moved behind me, whispering. “Sister, are you really afraid of pythons now, or are you lying?” I looked at her coldly. “What are you implying?” Daphne shook her head innocently, smirking. “Nothing, just curious. You took photos with pythons as a kid, why the sudden fear?” I replied calmly. “People change as they grow.” “You were kind and gentle as a baby. How did you grow into a villain?” Daphne agreed verbally but quietly moved behind me. She spoke softly. “Sis, are you really afraid of pythons now? Or are you just joking?” I shot her a cold glance. “What’s your point?” Daphne shook her head innocently, a playful smile on her lips. “Oh, nothing. Just curious. You used to have photos taken with all sorts of pythons as a kid. How come you’re suddenly scared now?” I replied calmly, “People change as they grow up.” “You were kind and gentle when you were little. How did you become so nasty?” Her smile vanished instantly. She stared at me like an enemy, gritting her teeth. “Since you put it that way, I’ll show you what being nasty really means.” “You slapped my face! Just drop dead already!” Suddenly, she pushed me hard from behind, trying to shove me into the Python Pool. But I was prepared. I hooked her wrist with my fingers and yanked her down beneath me. We both fell into the Python Pool, with me on top. The pythons, startled, made low hissing noises and slithered towards us. I grabbed Daphne by the throat, propping myself up with one arm, and looked at her coldly. “I heard that because there are so many visitors, the zoo didn’t feed them yesterday so everyone could enjoy feeding the pythons.” “These cute snakes must be starving now.” “What… what are you going to do? You evil woman!” Realizing something was wrong, Daphne’s face turned fearful. She tried to push me off and get up. In the next second, I slammed my elbow hard into her arm joints. With two snaps, both her arms dislocated, and she couldn’t get up anymore. “You wicked woman! You dog! Are you trying to kill me? Shameless woman!” Daphne cursed me furiously, but I ignored her. I got out of the Python Pool before the pythons could reach us. “Ah! Someone save me! Help!” Just as she finished yelling, a python opened its mouth wide, drooling, and wrapped its thick body tightly around her. She couldn’t make another sound. ### Chapter 4 The incident caught everyone off guard, plunging the entire zoo into chaos. Many people pulled out their phones to record the scene. My mom was frantic, desperate to rush in and save Chloe herself. Unfortunately, the staff who had come to assist stopped her.

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I am a legendary racing driver with seven consecutive championships. However, my navigator boyfriend’s wrong directions caused me to crash during a race. While semi-conscious, I overheard a conversation between him and my best friend. “Finn, even if you’re worried she’ll win the championship and outshine my debut, this is too dangerous.” “What if you get hurt too?” “I’m willing to take that risk for you. Besides, I’ve had enough over these years.” “So what if I lost to her a few times before? Why should I only be a navigator?” “This time her hand is ruined, and I want to seize the chance to completely destroy her!” Hearing the truth felt like a stab in the heart. One was the partner I trusted with my life, and the other was a friend I secretly supported in pursuit of her dreams. I thought I was blameless, yet I was repaid with vile schemes. Since that’s the case, I don’t need to hold onto old feelings. Finn Beckett’s prestige as a top navigator and Eloise’s long-cherished dream of stardom—I once helped build those paths, and I can just as easily take them away.

When I opened my eyes, only Finn Beckett was sitting by the hospital bed. Seeing me awake, he appeared sorrowful, but there was a gleam of glee in his eyes he couldn’t hide. “Nora, your wrist is broken. Even if it heals, it might never be as flexible as before.” “So your racing career might…” I looked at his insincere face, feeling a bitter taste in my heart. To protect him, I let my side of the car take the brunt of the crash with the cliff. That’s why I was severely injured and had broken bones, while he only had minor injuries. But at that moment, I wished he had been smashed to bits. As I was brooding over this, Eloise suddenly burst in with a group of reporters. “Nora, you scared me to death!” She threw herself beside the bed, sobbing dramatically as if she might faint. The reporters played along with her act of deep sisterly affection. “Miss Eloise didn’t even attend the celebration party and rushed over. Truly a good friend!” Eloise seized the opportunity to speak, her voice choked with tears. “I’ve been friends with Nora for seven years. Forget the celebration party; I’d give up my debut stage for her!” I didn’t want to watch her hypocritical performance and slowly opened my mouth. “You must be thrilled I had a car accident, right?” “After all, if I won the championship, your debut stage would be overshadowed.” Eloise had a moment of panic but quickly put on a wronged expression. “I know you’re upset about losing the competition.” “If my successful debut makes you feel unbalanced, I’m willing to exit the industry for you…” Her acting was impressive, painting me as someone who can’t stand seeing a friend succeed with just a few words. The reporters were at a loss due to this sudden change, and the entire ward went silent enough to hear a pin drop. At this moment, Finn Beckett, who had been silent for a long time, scolded me. “If you can’t be happy for Eloise’s good fortune, fine! But why take it out on her because you’re in a bad mood?” I sharply looked at him, holding back the urge to tear his mouth apart. “You, as a navigator, gave wrong instructions and got me injured. What right do you have to criticize me?” Finn Beckett was guilty of deliberately hurting me. Seeing me expose his negligence, he became angry out of shame. “Why don’t you win without a navigator, huh? Aren’t you so great?” “Oh, I forgot! Now with your hand ruined, you can’t win a competition with or without a navigator!” “What legendary racing driver! Nora Quinn, you’re just a has-been now!” His venomous words made me tremble with anger, and I couldn’t help but retort. “So what?” “People will remember a fallen champion, but they won’t remember you as the eternal second place!” Finn Beckett was hit where it hurt, his eyes nearly popping out. “Just because I couldn’t beat you before doesn’t mean I can’t now!” “If you have the guts, race me one more time! The loser will leave the racing world forever!” Looking at the man in front of me, my whole heart was wrapped in pain and hatred. For four years, he had been my confidant and the other half of my soul on the track. Now, to destroy me, he was forcing me while I was injured. “Fine, I’ll race you.” Seeing me agree, Finn Beckett snorted and walked out. Eloise also dropped the act and left with the reporters, smugly. I watched the swaying hospital room door and had an idea. I want to watch them fall from their own webs of deceit, from great heights to heavy falls! But a month later, when I was discharged, I received a call from a teammate. “Sister Nora, something’s wrong! You’ve been kicked out of the racing team!”

Furious, I rushed to the training ground. “Finn Beckett! On what grounds did you kick me out of the racing team?” “I am the team captain you personally appointed, so I can decide who stays or leaves.” His smug look made me sick. “Have you forgotten how desperate you used to be?” “Losing to me five years in a row, terminated by your former racing team, it was I who took you in…” “Smack!” Finn Beckett, enraged, slapped me down and stomped on my wrist. “You witch! How dare you talk!” “Weren’t you just afraid I’d win one day, that’s why you made me a stupid navigator!” Other team members couldn’t bear it and criticized Finn Beckett for being ungrateful. “Say one more word, and you’ll be kicked out of the team with her!” Finn Beckett shouted, pressing harder. My face turned pale with pain, but I gritted my teeth and sneered. “Do you think the team can exist without me?” Finn Beckett sneered and slapped my face. “Trying to threaten me with sponsors?” With those words, Eloise came up beside him. She looked down at me, saying she signed many endorsements after debuting. “With me here, your sponsors are nothing!” Their eyes looked at me like I was an ant. But they didn’t know, the so-called sponsors were just icing on the cake. The real backer of this racing team was the Quinn family. If I wanted, I could dissolve the team with a word. As for Eloise’s endorsements, I helped her get them. “Your hand is ruined, the team is gone, let’s see how you win against me!” With that, Finn Beckett kicked me aside and left with Eloise in his arms. The team members helped me up, all saying they’d follow me. I looked in the direction Finn Beckett left and spoke coldly. “Don’t rush, the time isn’t right yet.” I want him to lose everything at the peak of his complacency. However, news of me being kicked out of the team and the “harsh words” I said to Eloise at the hospital quickly spread. Netizens eagerly awaited my exit from the industry, while also harshly criticizing me as a petty frenemy. I didn’t say a word in defense and instead reached out to Lachlan. He was the racing driver whose skills were only second to mine in recent years. Knowing I wanted to join, he agreed without hesitation. Returning to the track a few days later, I realized the severity of the problem. My wrist injury made it difficult to return to my peak. Just as I was troubled by this, an even worse situation arose. Finn Beckett not only poached all of Lachlan’s team members but came with Eloise to provoke. It turned out they wanted Lachlan to kick me out, but he refused. So in anger, they emptied his team. Finn Beckett looked at me with resentment, and his words were meaningful. “What did you offer this guy to make him protect you so much?” Eloise chimed in at the right moment. “What else could it be? Her hand is ruined, but her body can still be used, right?” I couldn’t endure it any longer and slapped her. “Don’t think everyone is as despicable as you two scumbags!” Seeing his sweetheart get hit, Finn Beckett raised his fist to defend her. But Lachlan, who was half a head taller, stopped him. In the end, he could only throw a vicious “just you wait” and leave in embarrassment. I looked at Lachlan standing in front of me, feeling very guilty. “Sorry for dragging you into this.” He glanced back at me, shrugged indifferently as if he didn’t care at all. I was full of doubts but didn’t feel right to ask. To solve the current predicament, I immediately contacted the Quinn family-sponsored racing teams from various countries.

After some communication, a French team’s coach agreed to help me assemble a top-notch team. I was going to share this good news with Lachlan. But when I arrived at the training ground, I found the garage engulfed in flames. I checked Lachlan, who was blocked outside the police line, from top to bottom. Fortunately, aside from being a bit disheveled, he was unharmed. “What happened?” “I don’t know. I was fixing the car in the garage when I heard a noise from the back door.” “But when I went to check, I only saw a figure running away, and then the garage caught fire.” Lachlan’s face was smeared black from the smoke, looking lost. But I knew in my heart, this was most likely Finn Beckett’s doing. After Lachlan was taken by the police to give a statement, I decided to demand an explanation. However, I was stopped at the gate by the manager of the former team’s training ground. He shoved me hard, completely lacking the previous respect and flattery. I was about to argue with him when Finn Beckett swaggered over. “Oh, here to beg for mercy?” He was smug, his eyes full of ridicule. Thinking of how he almost got the innocent Lachlan killed, I was furious. “If you have a grudge, come at me! Why target Lachlan? Does human life mean nothing to you?” “What evidence do you have to say I harmed anyone? Be careful, I might sue you for defamation!” Finn Beckett poked my shoulder hard, his face full of a sleazy smile. “How about this, come back and be my racing assistant, then I won’t…” “You think trash like you deserves to keep working with me?” I cut him off, and his eyes turned vicious. “I see, you’re just asking for it!” “I’m just waiting for you to exit the industry and crawl back begging me!” I looked at his back, thinking, let’s see who begs who then. On the way back, I contacted the sponsors. Lachlan’s car was destroyed in the fire, and we needed new racing cars. “You got any proof I harmed someone? Watch out, or I might just sue you for defamation!” Finn Beckett jabbed me hard in the shoulder, flashing a sleazy grin. “How about this, come back and be my race assistant, and then I won’t…” “You think trash like you deserves to work with me?” I cut him off, and his eyes immediately glinted with malice. “You’re really asking for it!” “Just wait till you’re begging me to help you when you leave the industry!” Watching him walk away, I thought to myself, who’s going to be begging whom? On my way back, I contacted the sponsors. Lachlan’s car had been destroyed in a fire, and we needed a new racing car. Fortunately, all the sponsors are brands invested in by the Quinn family and are always ready to assist me. Besides, I devised a brand-new plan. Three days later, I picked up Lachlan and headed to the Quinn family’s expansive private training ground on the outskirts. It not only had professional tracks but also various rally simulation terrains. Lachlan’s jaw dropped when he saw the training ground, the team from France, and the brand-new top-tier racing car. “Did you arrange all this?” I nodded and then announced my new plan in front of the entire team. “Lachlan, you and I will compete in the race a month from now.” “You’ll be the driver, and I’ll be your navigator.” “Aren’t you afraid I’ll lose? If I lose, you’ll have to leave the industry.” Lachlan asked, surprised. I just smiled and reassured him. “No one knows you better than your opponent. After competing against you for the championship for so many years, who else is more suited to be your navigator?” After hearing this, Lachlan also smiled. “Then I’m counting on you, my navigator.” Training commenced quickly. Lachlan’s driving skills didn’t disappoint me, and I was indeed well-suited to be his navigator. Turning, accelerating, braking—every move he made affecting the car was just as I expected. After a few days of working together, Lachlan even said my instructions were far better than his previous navigator’s. Training proceeded smoothly. Until, half a month later, we were invited to participate in a charity race. When we showed up on the track without any team members, all the media thought I had really hit rock bottom. “Nora Quinn used to be so glamorous, now she doesn’t even have a team?” “Not only no team, but she’s also teamed up with her former defeated opponent, how embarrassing!” Reporters loudly discussed my “downfall” for everyone to hear. Finn Beckett and Eloise approached, surrounded by a crowd. He started with sharp and sarcastic remarks, clapping mockingly. “I heard your cars got burned, no cars, and you still have the gall to come?” “Afraid you’ll never get another chance to race, so you don’t care about your reputation anymore?” “What a piece of junk to show up with?” He pointed at the old racing car we borrowed temporarily. Lachlan’s former team members jeered along with him. “Luckily we joined Finn! Otherwise, we might have ended up in a fatal car accident!” My former teammates stood by, their faces dark with anger. I gave them a reassuring look, signaling them to hold on a little longer. As we prepared to enter the track, Lachlan stopped me. “Your hand isn’t healed yet, let me do it.” Before I could respond, he was already in the car with his helmet on. The race began under the expectant gaze of the crowd. But at the first turn, Finn maliciously cut in front of Lachlan’s car. The two cars scraped closely, sparking a series of sparks. He repeated the same tricks at several more turns. What was supposed to be a charity race turned highly competitive under his provocation. After winning first place, Finn deliberately walked to the stands, shaking sweat from his hair in front of me. Like a dog just out of water. “Teaming up with such a second-rate driver, Nora Quinn, how do you expect to beat me?” Finishing his words, he snatched the reporter’s microphone in a self-assumed suave manner. “I’m sure everyone knows about the bet between me and Nora Quinn, but for old time’s sake, I don’t want to bully her too much!” “So I’ve decided to let my new girlfriend, also a popular actress, Miss Eloise, be my navigator!” In a rally race, a navigator is like the driver’s eyes. Choosing someone who knows nothing as a navigator is like driving blind. He’s trying to tell everyone that no matter what, I can’t possibly win against him. Looking at his smug face, I couldn’t help but laugh coldly inside. “Those who act unjustly will bring about their own downfall.” After that day, all the media rushed to report on the sensational romance between Finn Beckett and Eloise. Their shipper fans quickly grew in number. As for me, I was said to be unsuccessful on the track and in love. With support from various forces, the bet between me and Finn Beckett received unprecedented attention. However, no one expected that on the day the bet was fulfilled, I showed up alone at the track. In stark contrast to Finn Beckett and Eloise, surrounded by admiration, I looked like a solitary, pitiful figure. Even the reporters looked at me with a hint of pity. I ignored it and calmly tapped the microphone. “Finn Beckett, how about we raise the stakes on our bet?” “If I win, both you and Eloise leave the industry.” Finn Beckett reacted like he’d heard the funniest joke in the world. “A racing driver without a navigator, still dreaming?” I curled my lips into a mocking smile. “Navigator? Are you blind? I’m standing right here.” I stepped forward, staring into his eyes. “Do you believe it, the legendary racing driver was me before, and the top navigator will be me in the future. “As for you, as long as I’m here, you’ll always be number two.” Finn Beckett’s eyes widened with rage, raising his hand to hit me. But suddenly, his gaze shifted to the entrance behind me. Then, the scene erupted in exclamations. My racing team had arrived! 5 Three top-tier racing cars entered one after another, followed by my team. Everyone present was stunned.

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Fire struck, and my wife, who was giving me the cold shoulder, refused to leave. I had no choice but to knock her unconscious and carry her out. Once outside, she was still in shock, clinging to me and crying, saying she wanted to be with me for the rest of her life. Yet later, she had someone take me to the suburbs and burn me alive. “Asher, if you hadn’t knocked me out, I wouldn’t have missed Finn!” I was stunned, finally realizing she didn’t want to leave that day, not because she was mad at me, but because she was waiting for her lover. I angrily asked, “If I hadn’t saved you, you’d be dead by now, do you know that?” “So what if I died? As long as I could be with Finn, even death would be worth it!” My heart ached. I never imagined that when I opened my eyes again, I would be back on the day the fire happened. This time, I decided to let her die for love. Let her and her lover be a pair of tragic lovers! “Fire! Everyone, run!” As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard chaos around me. Before I could process what was happening, I was pushed backward, falling to the ground and hitting my back against a cabinet. The sharp pain jolted me into clarity, allowing me to see the scene before me. Then I heard a familiar voice yelling at me: “Asher, stop pretending to be kind here; I don’t need you to save me! Get lost! Disappear from my sight!” The acrid smell of smoke triggered my memory. I remembered that after Adeline said this, I didn’t hesitate—I knocked her out. Her words angered me, but escaping was the most important thing at that moment. Fortunately, we both survived unharmed. The relief of surviving made me reconsider our marriage. But before I could speak, she hugged me tightly, her eyes red, apologizing, “I’m sorry, baby, I’ll never fight with you again. I was so scared just now, I thought we were going to die together.” I thought adversity had revealed true feelings and that she finally realized she loved me. But to my surprise, she only did this to make me lower my guard. Then, when I wasn’t paying attention, she had someone tie me up in the suburbs. I looked at her confused, asking, “Adeline, what do you want to do?” Hearing my words, she suddenly laughed, her face showing a sinister expression. “What do I want to do? Since you want to know so badly, I’ll let you die knowing!” She played with a lighter in her hand, her eyes fixed on me. Yet, she spoke of her love for another man. Only then did I realize she didn’t want to leave with me that day because it was the day her lover was returning from abroad, and they had planned to meet. No matter the difficulty or danger, she couldn’t miss it. So, even when the fire struck, she stubbornly refused to leave with me. Foolishly, I thought she was just being difficult because we argued. The humiliation of betrayal and deceit immediately brought tears to my eyes. With my hands tied, I couldn’t move, so I screamed at her: “If I hadn’t saved you, you’d be dead by now, do you know that?” I tried to awaken a bit of conscience in her. But she only laughed maniacally, saying indifferently, “So what if I died? As long as I could be with Finn, even death would be worth it!” “Asher, if you hadn’t knocked me out, I wouldn’t have missed Finn!” “He died inside looking for me, and you owe him this life!” After saying the last sentence, she threw the lit lighter at me. The oil-soaked grass immediately ignited into a raging fire. I was burned alive. Returning to my senses, I felt something hit me. It was because I hadn’t left. Adeline urged: “I told you to get lost! Get lost!” “No matter what you do, today I will definitely…” Before she could finish, I turned around without hesitation. The fire was getting bigger, and I had already wasted too much time because of Adeline. I couldn’t delay any longer. As for Adeline, before leaving, I subconsciously glanced at her, not missing the momentary shock on her face. Since she’s willing to give up her life for true love, I naturally choose to let it be!

After barely making it out, I collapsed to the ground. The burns on my back made me feel intense pain all over. But more than the pain, I felt relieved. Compared to the tragic end last time, now it’s just a few injuries, which is nothing at all! I followed the ambulance to the hospital. There were quite a few injured people today, and my injuries weren’t serious. After a simple bandage, I was ready to leave. But to my surprise, as I passed a certain ward, I faintly heard Adeline’s voice. By now, Adeline should have been burned to ashes, right? I must be hearing things. I shook my head. But then, the voice sounded again. I moved a step to the side and quietly opened the door to the ward. Sure enough, I saw Adeline inside. I frowned, feeling a bit disappointed. Adeline really had a strong life. Thanks to me in the previous life, she survived, and now she didn’t die either. I only needed to deal with widowhood, but now I have to prepare for divorce too, what a hassle! I cursed silently in my heart and was about to leave. Just then, Adeline turned her head and saw me. At the same time, I saw her left side, her face red and blackened. I was stunned for two seconds before realizing Adeline was disfigured! “Asher! Are you here to enjoy my misfortune on purpose?” I ignored her and shifted my gaze to the man in a wheelchair by the hospital bed. Then I realized that the Finn she mentioned was indeed her first love. After I fell in love with Adeline at first sight, I found out she already had a boyfriend. I had to hide my feelings but couldn’t help paying attention to her. Until I heard from a friend that Adeline’s boyfriend, Finn, not only betrayed her but also went abroad. Seeing her crying and drinking, I felt heartbroken. I thought of my friend’s advice to take advantage of the situation. Six months later, Adeline confessed to me, and we got together. I promised her that I would always cherish her and treat her like a treasure. I wanted to tell her I wouldn’t be like Finn. But I never expected she would betray me for someone like Finn. I smirked sarcastically, looking at these two despicable people in front of me, and opened the ward door to go inside. Adeline immediately looked at me warily, threatening: “Asher, I’m warning you! If you dare hurt Finn, I won’t let you off!” Even in this new life, with only hatred in my heart for her, I couldn’t help but feel hurt by her actions. Her blatant favoritism made our three-year marriage feel like a joke. I sneered, with a mocking smile on my face: “Don’t worry, I have no interest in bullying a cripple!” At that, Finn’s face turned ugly. Adeline immediately defended, “Asher, stop looking down on people. Finn got hurt because he was saving me!” “He’s nothing like someone as selfish as you!” She had said everything. My reason for entering the ward was just to get a closer look at her miserable state. After all, she had harmed me so badly in the last life. Although it’s just disfigurement now, it counts as her just desserts. Without a house, I had many things to consider and no time to chat with them here. After admiring the scene, I was ready to turn and leave. But Adeline suddenly reached out to stop me. She commanded, “You’re just in time. From now on, you’re responsible for taking care of Finn!” “He hasn’t eaten yet. Go get him some food right now!”

I laughed in exasperation. I knew she was shameless, but I didn’t expect her to be this shameless. I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, Finn said, “Forget it, Dandan. If Mr. Liang isn’t willing, don’t force him.” Hearing this, Adeline immediately exploded. “Why are you unwilling?” “Asher, I’m your wife. Finn got hurt saving me, so you have a responsibility to take care of him!” Someone on the nearby hospital bed accidentally dropped something, making a sound. Only then did I notice everyone in the ward was staring at us. Adeline realized this too and spoke even more passionately: “You all, judge this!” “He’s my husband, but in the most critical moment, he abandoned me and ran away!” “If my friend hadn’t risked his life to save me, I’d be dead today.” “He was cowardly, and I didn’t hold it against him. But now he’s not even injured, so what’s wrong with taking care of my friend?” Her words quickly gained their support. Everyone was persuading me to properly thank Finn. “Since he got hurt saving you, take good care of him!” I knew the truth, and that was enough. I didn’t need to explain to these bystanders, and their opinions and judgments wouldn’t affect me. “If my friend hadn’t risked his life to save me, I wouldn’t be here today.” “He’s a bit cowardly and afraid of death, but I won’t hold that against him. But now that he’s unharmed, what’s wrong with showing some care for my friend?” People quickly sided with Adeline’s perspective. Everyone was insisting that I should properly thank Finn. “If he got hurt saving you, then you should really take care of him!” I know the truth in my heart, and that’s enough for me. I don’t need to explain to these bystanders; their opinions and judgments don’t affect me. However, if she’s trying to make things difficult for me, I ought to return the favor. So, I gave Finn a disdainful glance. Casually, I remarked, “Speaking of which, he’s willing to risk losing his legs to save you. That’s true love, no doubt.” “Just wonder if…” I purposely paused for two seconds before finishing my thought. “Now that he’s disabled, I wonder if anyone would still want to marry him!” These words were undeniably humiliating for Finn. But even if he was angry, he still said, “As long as Dandan is safe, that’s all that matters.” “Dandan, Mr. Liang must be jealous. You should leave with him. He’s right, I’m just a cripple now. Don’t argue with him because of me.” Adeline looked heartbroken hearing him say that. She anxiously held his hand and said, “Finn, I want you!” “Didn’t we agree? Once you return to the country, we’ll be together.” Adeline didn’t realize that after she said this, everyone else was looking at her differently. I watched expressionlessly as the two gazed at each other lovingly. Finn raised his hand as if to touch Adeline’s face. But he stopped a centimeter away from her face. He withdrew his hand, trembling, and pushed her back. Looking hurt, he said, “Dandan, Mr. Liang likes you so much, he definitely won’t divorce you.” “Rest assured, I will wish you happiness.” I smirked, immediately understanding Finn’s plan. What puzzled me was: If he’s willing to risk everything to be with Adeline now, why did he abandon her in the first place? I felt there was something I didn’t know. Before I could think further, Adeline shouted, “Asher! I want a divorce!” “After experiencing life and death, I realized Finn is the one I should cherish.” I had deliberately provoked Finn for this very reason. Now it seemed to work. I sneered and mocked, “Really? You two do make quite the pair!” One with crippled legs, the other with a ruined appearance, how could they not be a match? Unfortunately, Adeline didn’t catch my underlying meaning. She even smugly said, “Of course, didn’t you know? When I was with Finn, everyone said we were a perfect match!” “When I was with you, they called you my lapdog!” She laughed a few times after saying that. So, she always saw me that way in her heart. I was furious. “Fine, let’s divorce!” “Tomorrow morning at ten, at the County Clerk’s Office. Whoever doesn’t show up is a coward!” After saying that, I angrily walked out the door, barely suppressing a smirk. Divorcing her is the only way to completely break free, to have nothing to do with her anymore. After everything that happened during the day, I just wanted to rest. After a good night’s sleep, I put on a clean outfit and went to the local County Clerk’s Office. But to my surprise, the woman who was clamoring for a divorce yesterday to be with Finn didn’t show up. 4 As the clock ticked from ten to ten-thirty, an uneasy feeling started to build inside me. I tried calling, but no one picked up. Just as I was considering whether to leave, she finally appeared.

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Boyfriend was cuddled up with his long-lost love, who had recently returned from abroad. Everyone at the table looked at me with disdain as they laughed at my expense. In a sudden burst of emotion, I overturned the table. Later, Gideon stood by my hospital bed, eyes red from crying, pleading for me to take him back. When I received Gideon’s call, I was in the middle of packing my bags. “Phoebe, come over and apologize to Cora. The glass you broke cut her.” His voice was simmering with controlled anger. Cora, the woman he’d always yearned for but could never have—his long-lost love. I let out a derisive laugh. “Gideon, have you lost your mind? You can’t win her over, so you want me to do it for you? I made it clear tonight, we’re done. Don’t bother me again.” There was a brief silence on the other end. He probably didn’t expect me, who always tolerated everything, to defy him. Then I faintly heard Cora’s gentle, pitiful voice. “Gideon, it’s okay. I can go to the hospital myself.” “You and Phoebe shouldn’t fight because of me…” Then Gideon’s voice turned cold and commanding: “Phoebe, stop being childish.” “Come over and apologize to Cora properly, and I’ll pretend today never happened. We can move on with our lives.” Hearing this, I was so angry I laughed. Laughed until my stomach hurt. I cursed him: “Who in their right mind would want to go on with you? Even if I die, I’ll curse you from the afterlife to never find happiness!” No choice, a person nearing death speaks harsh truths.

That’s right, I’m dying soon. I’ve had stomach pains and nausea for days. It wasn’t until I vomited blood that I realized something was seriously wrong. Went to the hospital for a check-up, and it was late-stage cancer. I asked the doctor how much time I have left. The doctor advised me to watch my diet, get out more, and not leave any regrets. So, not much time left. After returning from the hospital, I messaged Gideon. [Come home for dinner tonight, I have something to tell you.] Not long after, he replied with a single word: okay. I prepared a whole table of dishes and waited quietly. I didn’t know how long I waited and then messaged him to check what’s up. No reply. The food went cold, the sky turned dark. My stomach started to hurt again. Ever since Gideon’s long-lost love, Cora, went abroad, he’s been frequenting bars every day. I was always there to clean up his mess, helping him down drink after drink of strong liquor. Maybe the irregular eating and excessive alcohol over time led to stomach cancer. I was on the couch, drenched in cold sweat from the pain, my whole body weak. I called Gideon. The call connected, but a woman’s gentle voice came through. “Phoebe? Are you looking for Gideon? He just finished some hangover soup and is sleeping now.” The voice was unfamiliar yet familiar. A voice I could never forget in this lifetime. “Cora? You’re back?” The woman chuckled softly. “Yeah, suddenly remembered someone here was waiting for me, so I came back.” “Got to thank you, Phoebe, for taking care of Gideon these past four years.” At that moment, the calmness I had maintained since my late-stage cancer diagnosis crumbled like sand. My face was pale, and my voice hoarse: “No need to thank me.” I hung up the phone. The taste of blood rose in my throat. I spat out a mouthful of blood. Wiped it away carelessly. Took out the doctor-prescribed meds and swallowed a few pills. The stomach pain eased a bit. I dumped all the food. Threw the late-stage cancer diagnosis report in the trash. Looked at this lifeless house. I felt as calm as a dead sea inside. Suddenly, it all felt meaningless. Time to end it.

I moved back to the apartment I previously rented. Woke up to find dozens of messages from Daphne. Someone had posted about me flipping the table and splashing drinks at last night’s gathering on the college online forum. Even though I graduated three years ago. During college, my reputation for chasing after Gideon and being a doormat was known all over campus. I clicked on the link Daphne sent. The post was popular, pinned to the top. Basically said Phoebe played the doormat for years and finally got promoted, but once the real one, Cora, returned, Phoebe, the impostor, had to step aside. It included two pictures: one of me sitting alone at the table looking a bit lonely, and the other of Gideon sweetly comforting Cora. His face showed a tenderness and care I had never seen in the past four years. I suppressed my nausea and scrolled quickly. The comments below were naturally unbearable. I logged into my main account to leave a comment. But as soon as I posted it, the thread was deleted by the admin. I looked through the forum, didn’t know the admin. Confused, Daphne called. “What’s really going on with you and Gideon?” I got up, went to the bathroom to freshen up. “We’re exes now.” Daphne: “Don’t believe it.” I kept brushing my teeth and washing my face. After a while, she suspiciously asked, “Are you serious?” “Gideon wanted to break up with you a few times before, yet you still clung to him, this time…” I don’t blame Daphne for thinking that way. Because I was indeed a complete doormat before. Gideon dated others. I bought the bubble tea and movie tickets for him. Gideon slept with others. I booked the hotel rooms for him. Gideon’s long-lost love went abroad, he drank day and night. I took care of him day and night. For four years. Call me a doormat, I admit it. But say I loved him deeply, I don’t. It was just a debt I had to repay. But now I’m about to die. Who cares if he’s happy or not. “Daphne, this time it’s real.” I packed up my things, chatted with her for a bit, and hung up. Got ready to go to work. Just opened the door, and there was Gideon at the door.

His face was cold, a low-pressure vibe all over him. His tone held a deliberately suppressed anger: “Phoebe, how long are you going to keep causing trouble?” I looked at him, finding it amusing. “We don’t have any relationship now, where do you get the nerve to say that?” Gideon was momentarily at a loss for words. He frowned, “What do you mean?” “I mean don’t show up in front of me again.” I closed the door, walked towards the elevator. From behind came his furious shout: “Phoebe, you better never regret this!” I turned and rolled my eyes at him. Walked into the elevator with big strides. What a crappy way to start the day. At the office, I headed straight for the CEO’s office. The receptionist girl saw me, sweetly called out “Secretary Phoebe,” I nodded. Took a deep breath before knocking and entering. The man behind the desk didn’t even look up, busy with documents. “Mr. Asher, I want to resign.” My heart was pounding. Asher looked up at those words. His sharp, deep gaze was piercing. He frowned, “Resign? Phoebe, are you serious?” I was silent for a moment. “I… I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer not long ago, time is running out.” The office was silent for a while. I sneaked a glance at him. His expression didn’t look quite right. Afraid I might leave suddenly without finding someone to take over my work? I quickly explained: “Mr. Asher, don’t worry about no one handling my job after I leave, the admin department has someone more capable—” Bang— Asher slammed the file shut. I immediately went silent. His voice was a bit hoarse, “We’ll talk about resignation later.” “You, go to the hospital for a check-up right now.” I shrugged, “I don’t want to treat it, honestly, I feel fine now.” Asher: “Phoebe, listen.” His volume suddenly increased. The veins on the back of his hand bulged. I looked up to see his face slightly darkened, his deep eyes filled with unfathomable emotions. I was a bit surprised. Didn’t expect Mr. Asher to react so strongly to my resignation. Shouldn’t be like this. Even more unexpected, Asher came with me to the hospital for the check-up. Maybe because we were classmates and desk mates in high school. Mr. Asher had been looking out for me, an old classmate. Makes sense. On the way, my stomach started to ache. In the hospital lobby, the pain made me break out in cold sweat. My legs gave way, nearly collapsing. The expected fall didn’t happen. A large hand caught my waist in time. I was pulled into an embrace. The fresh, woody scent of cedar filled my nose. The stomach cramps seemed to ease a bit. “Phoebe, are you okay?” Asher’s brows furrowed, worry in his eyes I’d never seen before. My heart stirred slightly. An indescribable feeling spread in my chest. I shook my head, about to say I’m fine. But then a mocking voice came from behind: “Oh Phoebe, so you’ve found another man to be a doormat for.”

“Thought you were so devoted, turns out you’re just a fickle woman.” I looked over, it was Hugo. One of Gideon’s bad company from the bars. He was the one who started the bet at last night’s gathering. Bet that I’d be a doormat for Gideon for life. Too bad, it was his quickest loss. Because right after the bet, I flipped the table, splashed the drinks, and dumped him. I glanced at him with disgust, about to speak. Asher placed me behind him, shielding me completely. He coldly warned: “Sir, watch your mouth.” Hugo saw his face and was shocked. “Why is Mr. Asher here?” I remembered the Hugo family had a project hoping to collaborate with Asher’s company. Hugo extended his hand to shake. Asher didn’t even spare a glance. “Tell Mr. Hugo, there’s no need to seek collaboration with Asher’s group anymore.” He said, leading me inside. I turned back, seeing Hugo’s face turn from green to white. It felt amazing. I looked at him with disgust, just about to say something. Asher stepped in front of me, completely shielding me. He warned coldly, “Sir, watch your words.” Hugo was taken aback upon seeing Asher’s face. “Why is Mr. Gu here?” I remembered the Xue family was seeking a collaboration with Gu Corporation. Hugo extended a hand for a handshake, but Asher didn’t even look at him. “Go back and tell Mr. Xue there’s no need to pursue a partnership with Gu Corporation anymore.” With that, Asher put his arm around my waist and led me inside. I turned my head to see Hugo’s face turn pale, then flush with anger. It was immensely satisfying. After a blood test and gastroscopy, I sat on a bench in the corridor. Asher was discussing the details with the doctor. As the sunlight streamed in, I felt drowsy. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he came out of the office. “How is it? How many more days do I have left?” I asked. Asher frowned, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. “Let’s go eat.” Still a bit dazed, I was led to a restaurant. It only felt real once I sat at the table. Asher casually ordered the food and even arranged the utensils for me. I had always done such things for Gideon. No one had ever treated me like this before. And Asher didn’t owe me anything. It was then I realized that kindness and goodwill don’t require debts. After eating, he drove me back to my apartment complex. “Thank you, Mr. Gu.” He sat in the car, turning to look at me with those deep, mesmerizing dark eyes. His lips curved slightly as he nodded, “Message me every day after you take your medicine.” Startled for a moment, I nodded with a smile. “As long as Mr. Gu doesn’t find me troublesome.” He watched me silently, emotions deep in his eyes. “I won’t.” A slight warmth filled my heart. Suddenly, the idea of continuing to live didn’t seem so bad. After saying goodbye to Asher, I turned to walk toward my building. A figure emerged from behind the wall, grabbing my wrist and slamming me against the wall. The familiar smell of alcohol overwhelmed me, making me nauseous. I pushed hard, but he wouldn’t budge. I kicked him. “Gideon, are you out of your mind?!” His face was cold, eyes bloodshot. He spoke through clenched teeth, “Phoebe, how can you get involved with other men?” “Are you that desperate and shameless? Am I not enough for you? Huh?!” As he said this, he gripped my jaw, trying to lower his head to kiss me. A wave of revulsion and nausea hit me. I kicked him hard, then slapped him across the face.

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In the first year of our relationship, he was passionate and promised me an everlasting love. In the second year, his vanity grew, and he began to make endless demands. By the third year, he brought his childhood sweetheart to our engagement party. “Nora, if you want to marry me, fine! But you’ll have to settle for being the second wife!” “Not only that, you must transfer all your shares in Quinn Enterprises to Beatrix!” “Otherwise, there’s no way I’d marry someone like you!” After a moment of silence, I picked up my phone and dialed. “Grandpa, this guy isn’t working out. Find me someone obedient and sensible.” My words shocked everyone. They all stared at me in disbelief. Declan’s face turned beet red. “Nora! Do you even know what you’re saying?!” “Letting you be the second wife is a favor!” “Apologize to Beatrix right now, or don’t even think about seeing me again!” Declan roared, veins popping in his neck, like an angry lion. But as I watched his hysterical display, I suddenly laughed. Three years ago. Declan was just a college student who had just moved to Manhattan. At that time, the battle for Quinn Enterprises was in its final stages. To ensure I wouldn’t be eliminated early, I had to hide my ambitions and pretend to be a lovesick sycophant. And Declan, new to society and clueless, became my perfect target. Back then, he was a diligent young man, working late nights for corporate projects. He would take a two-hour subway ride from South Brooklyn to North Bronx just to buy my favorite cake. At that time, I even thought, if he was really that good, I would manage Quinn Enterprises with him once I gained control. But I was too young to understand the concept of fearlessness. In the second year of our relationship. He became vain. After learning about my monthly allowance of over a million dollars, he asked me to open a joint account for him. Then he used my money to buy all sorts of luxury items. He became a rising star in the Manhattan Elite Circle. The object of countless women’s admiration. He began to drift. Ultimately, he brought his childhood sweetheart from the countryside to the upper-class circles and moved her into my mansion. I still remember the first time I met his childhood sweetheart. “Beatrix will be living at my place from now on. It’s better if you don’t come around often.” I couldn’t believe it. But to maintain the persona, I endured. Little did I know, my tolerance only emboldened him further. I shook my head, dismissing those disgusting memories. Looking at the two at the front, I waved my hand. “A promise is a promise! Don’t even think about going back on your word.”

Since I just took over the corporation, I wasn’t familiar with many things. After saying that, I turned and left the engagement scene, heading toward the corporation. On the way, I called my assistant to handle the apartment Declan and I used to live in. The assistant quickly got to work after receiving the task. By noon, the down payment had been transferred to my account. Just as I was about to go downstairs for lunch, I saw Declan and Beatrix angrily blocking the office door. The moment Declan saw me, he yelled. “Nora! How dare you sell my apartment?!” His question stunned me. Before I could respond, Beatrix spoke up. “Nora, I know you’re upset with me, but that was supposed to be our future marital home. Even if you’re short on cash, you can’t just sell it!” She spoke pitifully, causing concern among the employees. A few bolder ones even stood up to criticize me. “Miss Quinn, you don’t need the money. How can you sell someone else’s home for your gain?” “Exactly! That’s their marital home! Even if you want to make money, you should have some decency.” “Miss Quinn, you better return the money. If this blows up, it won’t just be your reputation at stake!” They all acted like Declan and Beatrix were victims. But that was my apartment. When did it become theirs? “Nora, you’ve never wanted for anything, but Beatrix is different. She’s from the countryside!” “You, an heiress, wouldn’t understand her attachment to a home!” “Buy the apartment back and put it in Beatrix’s name before I get angry.” “Otherwise, don’t expect to see me again!” The familiar threat again. I had no patience left for his antics. “Assistant Liu, see them out!” Following my order, the assistant summoned two security guards who quickly approached Declan. Seeing I was serious, a rare panic appeared on Declan’s face. “What are you doing?! I’m telling you! Nora won’t marry anyone but me! She’s just messing around!” “If you go against me, once I inherit the Quinn Enterprises, I’ll fire you all first!” He spoke with confidence, even affecting Beatrix, who stood up straighter. “Nora is just Declan’s sycophant!” “If you dare treat Declan this way, once Nora realizes her mistake, she’ll definitely fire you!” The assistant couldn’t bear it anymore, signaling the security to escort them out. The two were yelling as they were taken out of the building. Once their voices faded, I breathed a sigh of relief. Over the past three years, to play the sycophant role well, I indulged him countless times. When he went on dates with his childhood sweetheart, I planned their itineraries, bought tickets, and booked hotels. Once, he called me from abroad, and I flew to Paris just to bring him a pack of domestic brand condoms. I’ll never forget how disgusted he looked when he held my face. “Nora, how can an heiress like you become such a disgrace?” His words were harsh. But at that time, I was at a critical point in acquiring shares of Quinn Enterprises. To avoid alerting anyone, I had to pretend ignorance. I giggled foolishly. “Because I love you. I’ll do anything to make you happy!”

Grandpa’s call interrupted my thoughts. As soon as I answered, his voice came through. “Nora, the family has chosen a marriage partner for you. He’s returned to the country, and tonight we’ll announce your engagement to everyone in the circle.” “When is the engagement?” “The day after tomorrow.” “Alright.” Not long after hanging up, Grandpa spread the news of my engagement throughout the Manhattan Elite Circle. A few friends called as soon as they heard. “Nora, are you crazy?! After everything he’s done, you’re still going to marry him? How long are you going to be infatuated?” “Nora, if you still consider me a friend, break up with him! You can’t find another man with two legs?” “Nora, I beg you! Stop being a sycophant!” Their scolding made me chuckle. But to avoid misunderstandings, I explained. “The groom isn’t Declan.” “Really?” “Yeah, it’s a family-arranged marriage. Declan doesn’t deserve it.” “That’s more like it! Nora, if you really married him, I’d laugh at you forever!” After chatting with my friends, I hung up. Maybe I angered him. Or for some other reason. During the two days of preparing for the engagement, Declan surprisingly didn’t show up. Until the engagement day. When I arrived at the designated five-star hotel in my formal attire, I immediately saw Declan in a suit and tie. He stood at the entrance like when we first met. The only difference was the presence of Beatrix by his side. Seeing them at my engagement entrance, I frowned. “What are you doing here?” “Why pretend? You’ve told everyone about our engagement. How could I not come?” His words amused me. “I’m engaging with you?” “Nora, you’re getting more shameless!” “You insist on taking Beatrix’s place, and now you won’t admit it! Don’t you have any sense of shame?” Beatrix, on the side, gently rubbed Declan’s shoulder. “Declan, Nora just loves you too much. She didn’t mean to act without your consent.” “Besides, even if you two get married, Nora won’t mind us being together, right?” She looked at me pitifully. Her shamelessness made me laugh. “Beatrix, if you have problems, go deal with them. Don’t cause a scene at my engagement, alright?” My words infuriated Declan. “Nora! What nonsense are you spouting?!” “Apologize to Beatrix immediately! Or you’ll never marry me today!” “Declan, Nora acted without your permission because her feelings for you are overwhelming.” “Besides, even if you two were to marry, Nora wouldn’t object to us being together, right?” As she said this, she looked at me with an expression of feigned vulnerability. I couldn’t help but laugh at her audacity. “Beatrix, if there’s something wrong with your thinking, get it checked. Don’t create a scene at my engagement party, alright?” As soon as I said that, Declan’s temper flared. “Nora! What nonsense are you spouting?!” “Apologize to Beatrix immediately! Otherwise, there will be no engagement today!” Declan’s voice was loud, drawing the attention of everyone around us. Yet, he seemed unaware of the crowd. He glared at me intensely. “Nora! Apologize!” “Declan, please don’t blame Nora. Her words come from her strong feelings for you!” Beatrix said, turning her gaze to me again. “Nora, just concede and avoid making Declan any angrier.” “Beatrix, someone like her doesn’t deserve your defense!” “And you, Nora! Don’t push me to the point where I have to slap you in front of everyone!” I wasn’t intimidated, meeting his eyes directly. “Oh, really? Go ahead and try!” Just as I finished speaking, Declan raised his hand to strike me. A gust of air passed by, and I instinctively closed my eyes. But just as the slap was about to land, a pair of strong hands caught Declan’s arm. “Trying to slap my fiancée in front of everyone? Are you looking for trouble?” The unexpected voice caused Declan to momentarily freeze.

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Boyfriend planned for us to get our marriage certificate on 5/20, but I waited all day from morning till night, and he never showed up. I called him dozens of times, but it was always busy. Half an hour before City Hall closed, I received a photo from Phoebe. In the photo, Jasper was holding a pregnancy test report in one hand and caressing her not-yet-showing belly with the other, looking utterly doting. The message was quickly deleted. A moment later, Jasper called me. “Adeline, I was drugged a month ago and made a mistake, but the child is innocent. I have to take responsibility.” “Don’t worry, once she has the baby, I’ll send her abroad. It won’t affect your position as my wife.” “Don’t you like kids? Once the baby is born, I’ll have them under your name, and you’ll be their only mom.” When I didn’t say anything, he added, sounding a bit guilty. “Phoebe is very emotional because of her pregnancy and needs constant care. You should go home first. We’ll talk about the certificate after she has the baby.” I clenched my phone, smiling bitterly. Jasper, why would you think I, the heiress of New York’s Johnson family, would want a man with a tarnished reputation? I took a picture of the scene and sent it to his arch-enemy. “Does your offer still stand?” 0

Over the phone, I heard the doctor’s reprimand. “Phoebe’s family, she’s been pregnant for over a month. How could you sleep together? What kind of husband are you, so irresponsible?” Jasper instinctively wanted to explain but was distracted by Phoebe’s weak cough, so his explanation turned into an apology. “Sorry, I’ll be more careful.” My fingers tightened as I took a deep breath and made a decision. “Jasper, let’s break up.” Hearing my words, the initial guilt evaporated, replaced by a flood of blame. “Cora, what are you throwing a fit about? Is it fun to compete with a pregnant woman for attention?” “Every time there’s a problem, all you do is threaten to break up. Have you ever really left? After eight years, who else would want you? Do you dare to really break up?” His words were like sharp knives, stabbing straight into my heart. This was the 99th time Jasper stood me up for Phoebe. The previous 98 times, Phoebe always had some excuse to call him away whenever we were about to get our certificate. The first time, she had just returned to the country and needed a pick-up. The second time, she twisted her ankle in high heels, and Jasper rushed to take her to the hospital. … The 98th time, she got drunk and was being followed by some men. She called Jasper crying, and without hesitation, he left me on the roadside and sped off. That night, without my phone, I walked over ten kilometers to get home. When I opened the door, I saw him holding Phoebe on the sofa. Seeing me, Phoebe sat up first, tears in her eyes, pitifully explaining. “Adeline, I’m sorry, it’s not what you think. I was just so scared, and Jasper was just comforting me.” I looked at her, my words sharp with sarcasm. “What kind of comfort needs you to be in each other’s arms?” Jasper shielded her behind him, reprimanding me. “She was just frightened and couldn’t sleep. I just lent her my shoulder for security. She’s just my junior. Cora, can’t you be more generous? Stop being jealous over everything, you seem so bitter and mean.” That night, we had a huge fight. And just like now, I suggested breaking up. But back then, the breakup was mixed with sadness and grievance, wanting comfort, wanting someone to coax me. Every time it was the same. Every time he stood me up for Phoebe, I’d get angry and suggest breaking up. But within a couple of days, I’d fall for his sweet talk and forgive him. Never thinking that this would become a weapon he could use to stab at my heart. Not hearing my answer, Jasper realized he was too harsh and softened his tone. “Alright, Adeline, stop being petty. I didn’t mean it. I just made a mistake every man makes, and it was planned. You know, in our line of work, these things happen often. I really couldn’t prevent it.” “I promise you, I won’t let her threaten your place as my wife. Once the baby is born, we’ll get married, and I’ll give you a grand wedding. Don’t be sad, okay?” “Where are you now? Still at City Hall? I’ll come pick you up.” Before I could speak, he was drawn away by Phoebe’s groans of pain. “Phoebe’s not feeling well, she can’t be left alone. You take a cab back first, and later, I’ll buy you your favorite crawfish.” The call ended, and I stared at the black screen of my phone, laughing until tears came to my eyes. Jasper, why do you think I, the heiress of New York’s Johnson family, would want a man with a tarnished reputation? And why do you think someone like me, a beauty queen of Southwest F4, would be unwanted? Watching the crowd disperse at City Hall, I snapped a picture and sent it to his arch-enemy, Lachlan, the playboy of New York. Captioned: “Does what you said about the certificate still count?” 0

As Lachlan was entering the airport, he saw the message and didn’t think twice. He delayed his flight, jumped on a helicopter, and rushed over, afraid he’d miss his chance. When I saw him, he was breathless, drenched in sweat, clearly having run over from the helicopter. Without a word, he grabbed my hand and headed to the counter. Just in time, the staff stamped the papers, and I could hear his sigh of relief. Outside City Hall, he waved the red certificate in my face, looking smug. “Now you’re really mine, don’t even think of escaping.” Watching him, as happy as a child, I was in a daze. Was this the same Lachlan I knew? I remember once when Jasper left me in the pouring rain because of Phoebe, Lachlan drove by and splashed water all over me. Already soaked, I broke down in tears right in front of him. The usually rebellious Lachlan suddenly panicked. He took off his jacket, draped it over me, awkwardly pulled me into a hug, and half-jokingly said. “What’s the big deal about getting married? Does it have to be Jasper? What about me?” “He loves competing with me over business, so I’ll steal his wife. Marry me? I promise no cheating, no divorce, just till death do us part.” Back then, when my heart was all about Jasper, I pushed him away and slapped him. He didn’t get mad; instead, he was more serious than ever. “I’m serious. Think about it.” The sincerity that night and the innocence now seemed nothing like the playboy rumored to be all about partying. “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you regretting it?” Lachlan’s voice pulled me back, and I shook my head at him. “No.” He then relaxed, taking my hand and saying. “Come on, I’ll take you home.” Thinking about how he rushed here breathlessly, he must have something urgent, so I said understandingly. “If you have business, you can go ahead. Don’t worry about me.” As soon as I said that, his assistant, who had been waiting for a chance to speak, finally interjected. “CEO, the lady has spoken. We need to hurry, or we’ll miss it.” Lachlan then explained that he was supposed to fly to the Middle East for a big project today but delayed it to rush over when he saw my message. This reminded me of a time when Jasper, as a core researcher of airplane parts, was invited for international exchange. It was right when I was having surgery for a cervical tumor, and I reluctantly asked if he could leave a day later. He held my hand and comforted me helplessly. “I’m going for work, it’s an organizational arrangement, not for fun. Stop fussing, I’ll come back as soon as it’s over, okay?” But that night, just out of surgery, I saw on Facebook someone sharing a photo of him passionately kissing Phoebe abroad. Turns out, love and not-love were already clear. Feeling moved, I patted Lachlan’s shoulder, signaling for him to go. He instructed the driver to take me home and then left reluctantly. As we parted, I noticed a familiar Porsche Cayenne parked at 12 o’clock in the distance, with Jasper getting out of the car. 0

Jasper approached, looking at Lachlan’s departing figure, and asked. “Who was that?” Caught off guard, thinking about whether to come clean, he suddenly looked at me, unconcerned, and started berating me. “Why are you still here and not answering your phone? How long are you going to keep this up? Do I have to come pick you up personally every time? When will you change your spoiled heiress attitude?” “Our Jasper family has always been kind and gentle. If you don’t tone down your drama, how will you marry into our family?” Looking at him like this, my earlier worries seemed unnecessary. I smiled bitterly. Just as I was starting to feel anxious, considering whether to reveal everything, he suddenly looked at me. Unconcerned, he immediately began a stream of criticisms. “Why haven’t you returned after all this time? You don’t answer calls either. How long are you going to keep this up? Do I have to come and get you myself before you’ll stop your spoiled behavior?” “Our Meng family has always been kind and gentle. If you don’t curb this dramatic attitude, how will you marry into our family in the future?” Seeing him like this, my earlier worries seemed unnecessary, and I gave a bitter smile. “Jasper, we’ve already broken up. I’m not going to marry you. What you’re worried about won’t happen. You can leave.” He froze, then tried to soothe me as he used to. “Adeline, I made a mistake, but I explained everything over the phone. Once she has the baby, I’ll send her abroad. She won’t be in your way.” He stepped forward to grab me, but I subtly dodged. He paused awkwardly, his hand dropping to his side, his temper flaring up again. “I’ve explained so many times and even came to get you. What more do you want? Do I have to pay forever for one mistake?” I wasn’t feeling wronged, yet he was acting like he was. It was amusing. “You did nothing wrong, and there’s no need to apologize. I’m just tired. Let’s end things amicably without making it ugly.” Seeing my determination, he got a bit panicked, grabbing me with a voice desperate and humble. “Adeline, please, my dear, I really messed up. There’s nothing between me and Phoebe. She’s just a junior colleague. That incident was an accident. I love you, only you. Please, let’s not fight. Come home with me, okay?” I stepped back to avoid his touch and bluntly exposed him. “Last month was an accident, but what about last night?” “When I was excitedly waiting at the City Hall to marry you, where were you? At the office, a hotel, or in Phoebe’s bed?” He staggered back, clearly flustered, and after a moment, apologized sincerely. “I’m sorry, I drank too much last night.” As he spoke, he tried to grab me again, attempting to sweet-talk like before. But Phoebe’s call interrupted him, and hearing the familiar ringtone, he hesitated, looking at my expressionless face. I knew it was a ringtone he set specifically for Phoebe. I mocked him. “Go ahead, answer it. She might get emotional and affect her pregnancy.” He didn’t catch the underlying meaning, genuinely released me, and answered the call. As he stepped away, he even complimented me. “You’re so understanding, thank you.” Watching him pace back and forth, getting increasingly anxious, I found it amusing. At that moment, eight years of relationship felt like a joke. Silently declaring my foolishness. As the call wrapped up, he turned towards me, looking conflicted. When I looked back, there stood a man marked by time, respectfully addressing me. “Madam, Mr. Lachlan sent me to pick you up.” Jasper returned just in time to see this, his eyes filled with unease. “Who is he, and why did he call you madam?” I had the driver Lachlan sent wait aside before explaining. “He’s my family’s driver, Uncle Zack.” “When did your family change drivers?” Jasper was preoccupied with the situation at home involving Phoebe, thinking it was a personnel change in my family, and had already dismissed his earlier curiosity about why the driver called me madam. Even asking when the driver changed was more of an afterthought, with no intention of delving into the truth. So, after asking, he ignored my resistance and dragged me into his car. On the way back, he didn’t forget to scold and warn me. “It’s your attitude that’s causing the problem. Phoebe was worried and insisted I come find you. Now look, she tried to make something to eat and ended up falling.” “When we get back, control your temper. Phoebe is also a victim in this. Don’t be so malicious.” As he endlessly criticized me, he seemed to forget that just minutes ago, he was apologizing and asking for forgiveness for cheating last night. I didn’t respond, just glanced in the rearview mirror to see the concerned Uncle Zack. I waved him off, signaling him to go back. Back at the house, the first thing I saw was Phoebe struggling to get up. Jasper quickly released my hand and rushed to pick her up. In his arms, Phoebe wore a smug smile. Jasper anxiously carried her to the sofa, thoroughly checking for injuries. Only when he found none did he relax. He didn’t notice that when he passed me, he bumped me aside, causing me to hit the corner of the dining table with a sharp intake of breath. Looking at me leaning against the table, he ordered unhappily. “What are you standing there for? Phoebe got hurt because of you. Go make some light dishes and apologize to her!” His cold demeanor felt unfamiliar. Seeing me motionless, he got annoyed and, surprisingly, put on a cartoon apron. As he headed to the kitchen, his grumbling continued. “I know I made a mistake, but I’ve apologized. What more do you want? Holding onto this endlessly, is it fun?” “I’ll make this meal for you. Use this time to think clearly. I hope when we eat, you won’t sulk like everyone owes you.” Watching his skilled cooking, I felt a sense of disorientation. In our eight years together, he never cooked. Every time I cooked, he never hesitated to praise me. “Adeline, you’re wonderful. Having you is happiness.” But when I asked to try his cooking, he always said his hands were for research, not cooking. Yet now, this skillful scene, who is it for? The answer was clear. Watching his adept cooking, emotions surged, and tears silently fell. I turned away and went to the bedroom to pack my things. Upon entering, I found all my belongings replaced by Phoebe’s items. Even my custom wardrobe was filled with her various outfits. I rushed to the bedroom, opened the nightstand, and found my important documents replaced by a box of glaring condoms. Overwhelmed with anger, I stormed out to confront Phoebe. “Where are my things?” Unexpectedly, Phoebe, who was leisurely eating watermelon, suddenly acted like she was facing a formidable enemy. She answered timidly. “Adeline, I’m sorry. Your things were moved to the storage room by the maid.” I grabbed her hand, my anger palpable. “Who gave you permission to touch my things?” Hearing this, she dropped her pretense, gazing past me with a smirk. “What do you think?” The watermelon in my other hand slipped away. She grabbed my hand, and in the commotion, she deliberately stepped on the watermelon rind and fell hard.

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