I was Declan’s long-time secret “white moonlight,” the idealized love he cherished from afar. The day I accepted his proposal, he was so overwhelmed that he broke down in tears. Later, when a mysterious illness left me in a coma, he visited every temple in Jacksonville, willing to sacrifice thirty years of his life to pray for my recovery. I thought his love for me was profound. That was until I witnessed Declan with his female secretary, entwined together. He held her close and whispered hoarsely, “Give me a child. My wife is too frail; I can’t bear to put her through it.” I turned and went home, calling a friend with expertise in traditional herbal medicine: “Do you still have the fake death pill? I need one.” “The boss will deliver it to you tomorrow.” Late that night, Declan returned home. The living room lights flicked on, and the bright light stung my eyes. “Adeline, why are you still up so late?” Declan saw me on the sofa and came over immediately. He touched my bare, cold feet, and his brows furrowed with concern. He took off his suit jacket and placed my feet against his chest to warm them. I looked down and whispered, “I can’t sleep without you here.” Declan’s eyes showed a hint of guilt. He gently picked me up, carried me back to the bedroom, and said, “I’ve been too busy with work lately, and I’m sorry. How about I cancel all my plans tomorrow and take you out for some fun?” He tucked me into the warm bed, covered me with the blanket, and kissed me softly. I saw the love overflowing in his eyes, and it left a bitter taste in my mouth. After his shower, he smelled of the familiar pine scent. He held my hand and slipped something cold onto my finger. It felt uncomfortable. I raised my hand to see a sparkling diamond ring, as large as a pigeon’s egg. “Do you like it?” he asked, nuzzling my earlobe. In the light, his hair was half-dry, and water droplets slid down his chest. Previously, seeing him like this would make me want to touch his face and kiss him to show my affection. But today, I wasn’t in the mood. I gave a cursory nod and closed my eyes. “I’m tired; let’s sleep.” Declan hesitated, looking hurt, but quickly composed himself. He turned off the light and tucked me in. “Good night.” At night, I opened my eyes and looked at Declan sleeping peacefully beside me. I reached out and tapped his nose. Feeling my touch, Declan woke up and instinctively held me tighter, his voice low and drowsy: “Adeline, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare again? Don’t worry; I’m here.” I shook my head and turned over. “Declan, your birthday is coming up, right?” Declan pressed against me from behind, wrapping his arms around me, his warm breath on my neck. “Yes, but it’s not important. Haven’t you always wanted to see the sea of clouds? I’ll take you there on my birthday, okay?” I nodded absently, my mind filled with the scene I witnessed earlier. In the monochrome office, clothes were scattered everywhere. Declan’s face was flushed as he tore off the secretary’s dress and kissed her passionately. “Mia, you’re so rough, you’re hurting me,” she complained coyly. “Is this how you treat your wife at home?” Declan’s eyes, clouded with desire, suddenly turned cold. He tightened his grip on Mia’s neck: “I warned you, don’t mention Adeline in front of me. This is the last time.” “She’s pure, how dare someone like you mention her?” My heart ached. My stomach churned, and I felt nauseous. I never imagined the well-mannered, elegant Declan I knew could be such a different person in private. Violent, lustful, foul-mouthed. This side of him made me sick. The next morning, Declan was already gone. A note by the bed said he had to attend to something urgent at the office. Someone named “Bunny Mia” added me on SnapChat. After I accepted, she said nothing. Instinctively, I checked her updates and found she had just posted. In the photo, Bunny Mia was trying on dresses. In the background, there was a man’s back. It was Declan. Declan’s friend Nash commented below: [Such a great figure, my brother Declan is lucky. Is your sister-in-law trying to conceive recently?] Bunny Mia replied with a shy emoji. Nash continued: [Wishing you a healthy baby soon. Declan is almost thirty, and he’s wanted a child for a long time.] [It’s troublesome that the one at home is weak, can’t touch, can’t bear children. If I were him, I’d have gone crazy by now.] Seeing this, how could I not understand? While I was staring at my phone, a message from Declan suddenly popped up on the screen: [Are you awake, Adeline? Breakfast is in the kitchen, remember to eat.] I put down my phone and indeed found the breakfast he prepared for me in the kitchen. I ate the porridge. Feeling wronged is fine, but my stomach shouldn’t suffer. I messaged my friend to hurry. Lin Wei was puzzled: [In such a rush? Did you tell Mr. Declan about this?] I was silent. Lin Wei was especially shocked: [No way, sis, your husband values you more than his life. If you suddenly fake your death, what if you force him to follow you in death?] All my friends say Declan is crazy in love with me. I used to think so too. After all, everyone knows I’m the person Declan secretly loved since childhood. On the winter night he was almost beaten to death by his adoptive father, I happened to pass by an alley and saved him. He was my little tail for years. I was born weak and gasped after a few steps. Some classmates secretly laughed at me. The thin and small Declan, I don’t know where he got the courage, but he dared to pounce and fight with boys a head taller than him. His eyes were fierce and vicious, like a little wolf pup protecting its owner. Later, the year I married him, I fell ill again. After visiting numerous hospitals, I was still comatose. Declan donated all his hard-earned savings just to gain blessings for me. He also went to various temples to make vows. He said as long as I woke up, he would be willing to lose thirty years of his life. Declan knelt until his knees were bruised, and his head was broken. Everyone said he was crazy in love with me, a rare good man. But this rare good man cheated in the third year of our marriage. I saw with my own eyes how he used someone to satisfy his desires in the office and then lied to me. He was tainted. So tainted it made me sick. I painfully closed my eyes. [Don’t worry about it, just bring the pill.] Another sleepless night. Around nine in the morning, Declan returned. Seeing I wasn’t speaking, he was about to comfort me when his phone suddenly rang. He immediately went to the balcony to take the call, and I quietly followed. “Honey, you just left, and I already miss you. When are you coming to see me? I have a surprise for you,” Mia’s coquettish voice came through the phone. Declan seemed impatient, lighting a cigarette: “I’ll send you money, go shopping by yourself.” Mia’s voice was a bit resentful: “Honey, why do you insist on going home to accompany your wife? She’s so cold, can she satisfy you?” “I bought new lingerie, honey, come and feel it, it’s so comfortable.” Declan’s Adam’s apple moved, obviously tempted. But he still refused coldly: “No, I promised my wife I’d be with her today. If you make her angry, I have a thousand ways to deal with you.” Mia was aggrieved: “Okay, okay, your wife’s matters are the biggest. I’m not important, and the little one in my belly isn’t important to you either!” Declan was stunned: “You’re pregnant?” Mia hummed: “If you don’t come, I’ll have it aborted.” “Wait at home for me.” Declan extinguished the cigarette, and seeing this, I immediately returned to the bedroom. “Adeline, I’m sorry, I have to go back to the company.” Declan looked apologetic. He hugged me and transferred 1 million as compensation. “Okay, you go.” I didn’t have much reaction. Declan finally sighed in relief, grabbed his coat, and left. As soon as he left, Lin Wei arrived. He handed me a box containing a black pill. Lin Wei reminded me: “After swallowing it, your body will become weaker and weaker until the drug takes full effect in 5 days. At that time, you’ll fall into a deep sleep, and from the outside, you’ll look dead.” “The fake death state can only last for a day, so make sure someone looks after you, don’t accidentally get buried.” I swallowed the pill with some cold water. “Miss, are you really going to do this?” Aunt Hazel, the housekeeper, looked at me worriedly and sighed: “Mr. Declan still loves you. There’s room for communication…” My parents passed away early, and Aunt Hazel was by my side as I grew up little by little. To me, Aunt Hazel is like my mother. “Aunt Hazel, I don’t want a man who betrayed me. This city makes me uncomfortable. I’m tired. I want to start a new life somewhere else.” Aunt Hazel sighed: “Alright, Miss, whatever you decide, I’ll support you.” Declan left for several days. During this time, a stranger followed me on Twitter. I clicked on her profile picture. In the selfies, the girl was holding a man’s arm, smiling brightly. Caption: [Traveling with my boyfriend, so happy!] It was Mia again. She seemed to think the last post on SnapChat wasn’t enough and deliberately posted various photos to provoke me. “This city is making me miserable. I’m worn out and need to start fresh somewhere new.” Auntie Qing sighed, “Alright, Miss, whatever you decide, I’ll stand by you.” Declan was gone for several days. During this time, a stranger followed me on Twitter. I clicked on her profile picture. In her selfies, a girl was clinging to a man’s arm, her smile radiant and bright. Caption: [Traveling with my boyfriend, I’m so happy!] It was Mia again. She seemed to think her last Facebook post didn’t provoke me enough, so she deliberately posted various photos to get under my skin. The few friends and relatives commenting were all congratulating her. A passerby noticed Mia’s boyfriend’s shirt was worth $30,000 and asked who this wealthy man was. Mia replied with a cheeky photo, sticking her tongue out. Even though the man didn’t show his face, the watch on his wrist, which I had helped design, revealed his identity. Declan. His supposed office visit was actually a trip with his little secretary. I gave a wry smile. No worries, in five days, Adeline will undergo a complete transformation. I tossed my phone aside, choosing to ignore it. But Mia clearly wasn’t going to let it go. Lately, her Twitter updates have become more frequent. On the first day, she posted a photo of a barbecue. The edge of the photo showed a man with rolled-up sleeves, holding a skewer, looking unsure of how to eat it. [Asked my boyfriend, he said it was his first time having street food with a girl. Feeling so honored, love you, darling.] The next day, she posted a photo collage from the amusement park. [Mr. Declan took me on the Ferris wheel today. When we reached the highest point, I silently made a wish for Mr. Declan to stay by my side forever.] [Wore a short skirt today, didn’t expect him to say it didn’t look good, hmph, but his eyes were clearly glued to me.] Before bed, she even posted a picture of them checking into a hotel room. I pretended I hadn’t seen any of it. Unexpectedly, she couldn’t hold back and messaged me in the middle of the night. [Sis Adeline, I know you’ve seen everything.] [Mr. Declan told you he was at the office these days, but actually, we went on a trip together. Has he ever taken you out for fun?] [Admit it, I’m the one he truly loves.] [If I were you, I’d hurry up and get a divorce. Wait too long, and you might end up with nothing from the assets when you’re considered past your prime.] I’m sorry, it looks like there isn’t any text provided for translation. Could you please share the specific text that needs translating? I frowned, feeling a bit put off. Still, I didn’t respond to her. At least, the situation between Declan and me didn’t need to be discussed with outsiders. I’ve been busy these past few days, arranging my affairs for after I’m gone. I split my shares and properties into two parts. One part was transferred to Aunt Hazel, and I instructed her to sell the other part after my departure to donate to those in need. Over the years, Declan has trusted me completely, and the people in the company all respected me greatly. Even if someone noticed anomalies with the shares, they wouldn’t report it to Declan. The transfer and allocation of assets went smoothly. After everything was set, I packed up all my belongings from the villa and returned to Adeline’s family with my suitcase. Two days before my fake death, Declan returned. He looked a bit tired. If it weren’t for those Twitter posts from Mia, I might have believed his story about being busy with work.
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