Accidentally drank my husband’s coffee, he suddenly flew into a rage, scolding me for having no Boundaries. But when we were poorest, we shared a cup of Ramen Noodles bite by bite. I finally realized, the one accompanying me now is no longer that boy from the past. I shared with him good things bought on sale at supermarket, he told others I was born with a poor fate. I wore old clothes, he mocked me for embarrassing him, later I bought new clothes, he said I was imitating others poorly. Finally, I proposed divorce. He was impatient: “Just because I said a few words about you, you want a divorce?” I shook my head. “Probably because I can’t drink water in your car, but another woman can leave unfinished chips on your passenger seat.” … Chapter 1 Just got home, Julian held his coat looking like he was going out. I busy handed him the thing in my hand. “Coffee, I bought it back.” Julian’s deep eyebrows glanced down, voice cool. “No need, I don’t drink this kind.” I forced a smile: “This is the popular influencer coffee recently, I thought you would like it.” “Next time don’t waste effort, you don’t know goods anyway.” Voice just fell, his big hand pushed the coffee bag away. I didn’t have time to take it back, bag suddenly fell, coffee spilled out, floor a mess. Julian paused, looked down at his affected shoes, brows tight. “Harper, can you stop doing stupid things always, I work very busy every day, no time to handle your troubles!” His look of disgust and boredom fixed me in place, opened door, walked away fast. In a blink, only messy floor and exhausted me left at entrance. Rich coffee smell hit nose, but I felt very sour, nose sour, eyes also sour. Julian recently fell in love with coffee. Every time back from work. In his thermos, always put a cup of iced black coffee without sugar. That day I was really curious, held cup drank a sip. I guarantee, just a small sip, lips didn’t even touch cup rim. But Julian flew into a rage. Said I didn’t respect him, said I had no Boundaries. But we are husband and wife. Between husband and wife, even drinking a sip of coffee have to calculate? But when we were poorest, a cup of 4.5 dollar ramen we shared bite by bite. Today I queued for three hours to buy coffee. He only looked once, didn’t taste a sip. At night, bedroom door came slight noise. Julian came back with alcohol smell, casually threw a bag on bed. I confused got up, saw thing in bag, instantly awake. This is a pair of Pink Diamond earrings. Julian rarely gives me gifts. He is too busy, heart always don’t remember these small things. Except my birthday half year ago. This is second time he gives me gift this year. I couldn’t wait run to dressing mirror, carefully put on earrings. Woman in mirror no makeup, a bit haggard, but base is good, a pair of earrings put on, seemed add a lot of color. Julian phone beeped. I picked up look, familiar name entered eyes, Chloe. This is not first time I hear this name. Contrary not long ago, we argued because of this name. My hand shook, ghost messenger god send swiped answer. Phone other end came playful coquettish voice. “Boss, did you see the picture I sent you or not.” My hand holding phone tight, throat almost squeezed out few words. “Wait he shower out, I let him see.” Phone immediately hung up. My heart seemed grabbed by a hand, tight breathless. I saw the photo Chloe mentioned. Twenty-something girl, white tender slender neck wearing a flowing light color pink diamond necklace, set off earrings I held in hand petty. Chloe: [How is it, she shouldn’t tell it’s a free gift right?] Free gift. I blinked eyes, turns out what I have is a free gift. Bathroom door opened, cool fragrant shower gel smell hit face, phone snatched by a wet hand. Julian question smashed head on: “Harper, you peek my phone, do you have a bit boundary?” I looked up asked back: “Husband wife for eight years, before why not talk boundary with me! Julian better you explain to me, what is free gift, you cheated?” He suddenly looked at me, twisting thick brows, voice cold. “What cheating, Harper when did you speak so mean?!” “This is Chloe picked for you, I just didn’t know what to buy you, so asked her buy, always have to send some thing to her right?!” I was angered laugh by his matter-of-course attitude, threw earrings at him. “So, you asked her buy thing for me, but gave main product to her, free gift to me?” “Julian, I am your wife, not some bitch!” Chapter 2 Me and Julian started Silent Treatment. This year we already silent treatment three times. Really don’t know where he learned this trick. Married eight years, before when we argued red eyes, I angry at him, he would panic rub on bed, rub rub in my arms act spoiled. Why changed. I realized problem appeared between me and him. But Julian is like person pulling kite string, hand pull, can control me. Me and him depended on each other passed humble time, I don’t believe that sentence, man got money then turn bad, I always thought Julian not among them. This is our longest silent treatment. Tangled again and again, I took lunch box went to company. I haven’t been to company for half year, except showed face at annual meeting. Front desk changed person, didn’t know who I am, after few words, peripheral vision saw a man and woman talking laughing come out elevator. Is Julian and Chloe. I held lunch box stood in place, Julian saw me, fast walked over, open mouth is question. “Why you came?” This sentence blocked my full heart joy in throat, I lifted lunch box bag, smiled said: “I come send you meal ah.” “How thought of sending meal?” Julian expression absolutely can’t say how good. I truly realized, he doesn’t welcome my arrival. Chloe smilingly opened mouth: “Sister Harper, that night call you million don’t misunderstand ah, I told Brother Julian several times want face to face apologize to you, he just unwilling trouble you, now here I seriously apologize to you, you forgive me okay?” Little girl face full of collagen, hands together acting spoiled look pitying. I haven’t spoken, Julian impatient made decision for me. “People little girl begged to this step, Harper you don’t put on airs, this matter just like this.” Chloe stuck out tongue: “Thank you Brother Julian, you are really good boss, quick go eat with Sister Harper ba, ah, right, later I make coffee for you oh.” Chloe casually hooked other female colleague left. My hand grabbing bag, veins tight. I realized, drank a sip coffee, make Julian angry not boundary, but because coffee is Chloe made. Julian face ugly scary, lead step walked in front of me, voice indifferent. “I send you back.” I walked behind, subconsciously looked at Chloe back, she happened look at me, contemptuous curl lip. Girl has hostility to me. Opened car door, passenger seat put a bag of opened unfinished chips. I sit not, not sit not. Julian hand speed extremely fast took chips bag away. I asked: “Not prepare say something ma?” He suddenly threw temper: “You again crazy what? This meet client road too hungry, Chloe accidental left in car, don’t learn shrew that set, don’t say other women can’t sit passenger seat!” “You always suspect this suspect that? Last week you answered people little girl call, she apologized to me several times, this time you ask not ask, run to company, want do what? Learn people catch adultery ma?” Since Julian became boss, more and more gentle and refined. He to others is like this, in front of mutual friends he always gentle voice kind air, but he seems left all bad temper to me, shout at every turn. I looked at scenery flying outside window, thought of half year ago. Me and him finished movie, I sat in his car, because mouth dry drank a sip water, forbidden by him explicitly, since then not allowed eat in his car. Otherwise is no manners, no morals. Now? An assistant worked in company half year but can easily break his principle. Make, me like a joke. I looked at Julian after rage: “You inexplicable throw temper, is it guilty?” Chapter 3 Julian face sank, his phone rang. Call connected, is Chloe miserable help cry. “Brother Julian, quick come save me, stomach so pain.” I like waiting final judgment looking at him. He looked front, didn’t look straight my eyes: “Think what you want think, now, human life matter, you go down first, I want send Chloe to hospital.” I was thrown road side by Julian. Sky gloomy, wild wind hunting. I took phone taxi one hour not successful. I held bag, walked back in gradually low fine rain, I got heavy cold, casually ate two pills, lay on bed two days. Phone thrown on sofa not charged. Julian angry rushed back question. “Why you not answer phone, why turn off?” “I work very busy everyday, this time I business trip, let you prepare clothes, you prepare not?” He vented in room, lifted empty suitcase, flew into rage. “Harper you enough ah, you old not small, learn what little girl throw temper.” I lay in quilt, dizzy, even strength open mouth no have. “Julian, send me hospital…” Julian heard voice, turned head look fever confused me, sneered out sound. “Harper, you again play what, fake sick?” “People Chloe is stomach really have problem, you learn people fake sick?!” He frowned took few clothes for himself took away. Strength I hard gathered all gone. Piercing pain came from abdomen, lower body seem have hot flow sticky. I miscarried. Part-time auntie two days once come door, saw me faint in bedroom, sent me hospital. Doctor scolded me: “Fever like this, later a while, you really want die!” I honest listen scold, dare not refute. Hospitalized second day. I swiped Skiing Vlog posted by a friend in wives circle. Julian and his little secretary also in it. In snow white mountain, a pair wall people intimate hug, lips teeth melt. So match ah. Turns out Julian mouth business trip, is travel abroad with little assistant. I calmly screenshotted, calmly liked that wife post. Look back again swipe time, vlog deleted. I pretend not know. Hospitalized third day, I found satisfied divorce lawyer. Chapter 4 Not long after discharge home. Julian ski back, dust servant servant. He brought a body cold air hugged me, just like nothing happened. “Missed me? Why thin like this?” I smelled a faint flower scent, this smell I also smelled on Chloe. Stomach suddenly turn river overturn sea, I used point strength push him. “Got sick, so thin.” “You very smelly, go shower ba.” Julian stunned a day, lowered head smell self: “Business trip sat twenty hours plane, inevitable some smell, I go shower.” We part ways at bedroom door, he suddenly pulled my hand, meaning unclear gaze on my face inch by inch look down. “Harper, you go where? Not help me find clothes ma?” Every time he want wash, I always prepare clothes for him. This kind small thing, before I do is heart satisfy foot satisfy. But now I touch don’t want touch, I feel disgusting. “My cold not good, I go guest room sleep first, clothes in closet, you self casual take.” Turn leave time, he a grab tight my hand, brows tight frown: “You again how? Just because you last time cold, I didn’t send you hospital, you angry with me?” “Harper, can you not so childish, this passed how long? You are adult, not child, got sick, you self go hospital not fine?” I annoyed not very annoyed: “Julian, you not feel self double standard ma?! No relation little assistant got sick, you threw me road side also want rush over send her hospital, I as your wife, got sick, you tell me let me not childish, scold me why not self go hospital!” “As your wife, I even priority care privilege no have, you still shameless question me, base on what ah, Julian?” Julian finally speechless. I pushed him away, closed door. Following days I not speak with Julian. I busy outside meet lawyer, meet paparazzi… yes, is paparazzi. Previous post vlog rich wife find me chat, she before marry was traffic star, know few paparazzi, sneak shot one absolute. I spend money hire, they day night follow shoot, finally shot Julian and Chloe clear visible pictures. I know time arrived. Julian talked a big business, he pride full want hold celebration party in villa yard. Whole process managed by Chloe. I not know. That time, I outside find house. Back home time, Chloe still stay at home cry cry啼啼 (weeping), Julian full face anger. Julian see me, bring guilty and shame: “Harper, want hold celebration party, Chloe accidental shoveled roses in yard, you don’t angry, I already scolded her, wait later again plant for you.” Chloe pitiful crying. I bored look out window one eye, past care proper roses destroyed by people seven zero eight fall. Actually, this rose is move into this villa time, Julian plant for me, give my wedding anniversary gift. He a rough hand rough foot person, back then care flower special detail. I take back gaze, tone faint: “It’s okay, I don’t mind.” “Still have other thing ma, no words I upstairs sleep.” Julian stand under stairs, look actually have few points fragile blank. Celebration party that day, I first went a trip law firm, Julian called me ten more calls, I didn’t answer. Go back time, pass entertainment hall, I heard Chloe sneer sound. “Mrs. Vance? Chi, you guys don’t know, Brother Julian complain with me she most like go supermarket grab discount goods le, god ah, I don’t know Brother Julian how pass this days, he with this kind person have common language ma?” “Also oh, Brother Julian let her buy more clothes, wear bright point, result she learn people model wear match, Brother Julian still say he imitate ugly.” “Last time, I call Brother Qin say work on things, she scare yo, immediately come company send rice dishes, laugh dead people really, she really so tacky.” She laugh flower branch chaos tremble, didn’t notice surrounding people face weird. Chloe wearing a tube top red dress, hair made exquisite wave curl, I reach hand a grab, hear her scream sound. I smiled: “You also guts big, me this original match haven’t divorce ne, not afraid fall short one basket ah?” Chloe cry and shout and beg mercy. Julian push door enter, a push me away. “Harper you crazy right?” Chapter 5 I looked at him holding Chloe in arms, heartache in eyes hard to hide. I smiling took out phone, played recording just now. Chloe arrogant voice transmit into everyone ear. Surrounding as if pressed mute button. I tilt head smile at Julian: “Just rely these few sentences, I beat her not excessive ba?” I smile gentle: “Assistant Chloe, you last time call phone be picked by me, could it be open mouth ask not is, Julian have see picture you sent or not ma?” “Is what picture ne, I remember that time you wear very cool, neck on have very beautiful pink diamond necklace, you ask Julian, have see out give my earrings is free gift.” “I thank you, if not you remind, I really not know, turns out Julian gave me is free gift.” “Everyone say funny not funny, husband buy gift, give little assistant main product necklace, give wife free gift earrings, reason is afraid I not know goods.” Chloe shivering, face hard hide embarrassment. Julian face ugly terrible, push away Chloe, low voice scold: “Please you apologize to my wife!” Chloe weep desire drop, tear eyes hazy, turn head look me one eye two words not say kneel on ground, tears say flow just flow. “Madam sorry, is my fault, I also just so say, I really know wrong, beg you forgive me.” Just a sentence effort, Julian just can’t stand like help her up. “Harper, even this matter is she wrong first, she do to this step already enough! Have forgive people place just forgive people!” Chloe follow trend lie on his chest faint, I take beside cup fill wine splash towards Chloe, scare her scream, Julian face big change, I again take another cup splash him. “You guys scum man cheap woman one person one cup just right, this then call enough.” “Julian, pity fragrance cherish jade also have to look own identity, so like chew tongue with people, want not want I put your thing also tell people? Look look, heartache in your eyes almost overflow, I person good, willing fulfill you two.” I two hands light clap, attract crowd gaze over. “Please everyone do a witness, me and Julian married ten years, feeling broken, today, I here propose divorce to Julian!” Julian eyes split: “Harper, you talking what nonsense! I disagree!” I gaze plain stare look agitated man. “Disagree?” “That also fine, sue divorce and separate two years then divorce, no matter which two kinds, I all can accept.” Saying, I no longer entangle with him, raise voice. “Today just to here, everyone eat good drink good, have matter find Julian fine.” That day I just left villa. Go to self new rent house inside. Lucky have prepare, I don’t want go stay hotel. Julian called me many calls. I didn’t answer. Next day call back him, there fast connect phone. Like someone always waiting phone. Man voice hoarse like smoked tens cigarettes. “Harper, you where?” “Yesterday matter I can treat as didn’t happen, you now just come back, we good good communicate.” I wait him finish, curious ask: “Divorce agreement signed ma? Time not enough words, I again give you two days, two days always should enough.” Phone that end suddenly silence. Passed a while, Julian almost bite teeth say: “Divorced how you live? Harper am I raise you too childish, you feel you pampered so many years, you still can alone live?” I mock said: “Julian, you is it forgot, you read university time, who one day work three jobs earn money raise you? I have hand have foot, really not as to even self raise not afford, divorced still have divorce property, I really not afraid.” My parents double dead, small follow grandma grow up. Later she died, I also not study, because I grades not good, read not out name, rather than in school tired dead tired live boil, not as come out work earn money feed self. Later, I met same background miserable Julian. His mom heavy sick, spirit abnormal, mouth often mumble self is true love. I then knew, his mom is rich merchant mistress, found by original match drive out big city, original match to them count okay, monthly fix give money, give introduce school, give house live, only requirement is not allowed go back. But Julian his mom noble, not willing accept these, feel these things humiliated her love, later drive black car person come once after never come. Julian from then eat all problem. We work in same restaurant, start he nothing understand, always ask me. I just teach him, learn his family situation, inevitable empathy. Fact prove, heart ache man, bad luck self. With Julian mutual express mind after, I can’t see him so hard, like him this kind person, just should hold pen sit in office, not serve tea pour water, do hard work. Julian senior high, I propose let him serious review, I come supply him. That time I also will born regret emotion, I think, Julian will be a negative heart man, I will human money two lose. Later Julian open company, do big do strong. First few years time, he busy, but good to me, circle inside have many know we all way walk come people will use envy sigh tone say I didn’t trust wrong person. I also feel self lucky. Again later. Julian business more do more big, more and more busy, we ten days half month see not one face. I dare not disturb him, I heart ache him, we walk further and further. Julian first time dislike me, is one year ago. Chloe enter company work one month. Circle dinner after Julian in car throw temper at me, just because hold wine glass gesture not right. He said I everyday at home nothing do, useful things a bit not learn. I sit in passenger seat, what words all say not out. Event after think, that time so rich people, hold wine glass posture each have each kind, who really care these ne? Later in restaurant, I saw Chloe teach Julian learn wine glass hold posture. I then knew, dislike turns out from here come. Julian look not up me.

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I was three months pregnant, suffering from severe Morning Sickness. My husband proposed at this time to bring his daughter with his ex-wife over. “She has depression and needs fatherly love.” I nodded calmly: “Okay.” While he was overjoyed, I pointed to the door: “Bring her mother along too. Your family of three can stay in the guest room, I’ll take the master bedroom.” His face turned pale, and his ex-wife’s call had already come in. … Chapter 1 The phone ringtone sharply pierced the silence of the living room. Three words flashed on the screen —— Giselle. My husband Julian Vance’s ex-wife, his daughter Lila’s biological mother. That familiar nausea surged in my stomach, mixed with suffocating sourness. Julian’s face was even uglier than mine, a pregnant woman’s, pale white, eyes dodging, daring not to meet mine. He pinched the phone, like pinching a burning iron. “Answer it.” I leaned on the sofa, voice very light, but carrying undeniable coldness. His Adam’s apple rolled, stiffly swiped the answer button. One second before pressing speaker, he mouthed to me begging: Don’t. I ignored him, just looked at him coldly. From the other end immediately came a female voice gentle to near guilt, every word seemed carefully polished, carrying just the right amount of fragility. “Julian… did you tell Serena? All blame me, all blame me useless, can’t take care of Lila well…” Voice not loud, but clearly transmitted to my ears, piercing into my nerves. I ignored her performance, gaze still locked on Julian’s pale face, word by word repeated what I just said. “Pick up, let her bring daughter, live in guest room.” “You are crazy!” Julian finally couldn’t help it, lowered voice roared at me, eyes full of horror and anger, “Serena! Don’t make trouble! Giselle just let Lila come to live!” His reaction, fiercely stabbed into my heart. I suddenly smiled, but this smile didn’t reach heart. I reached out, fingertip heavily pressed the speaker button. That weak female voice stopped abruptly. I faced the cold phone receiver, word by word, clearly said: “Miss Giselle, hello.” “Child depressed, most need is complete family, is biological parents’ company.” “Me this stepmother, won’t be an eyesore here.” “I fulfill your family reunion, you and Julian take child live in guest room, good good cultivate feelings.” “This house, down payment was paid by my parents, pre-marital property, I live in master bedroom, no problem right?” Other end of phone, was death-like silence. I could imagine on Giselle’s gentle face, what kind of wonderful expression would be at this moment. “Serena!” Julian finally exploded, he snatched the phone from my hand, whole face twisted because of anger, glared at me, “Must you be so mean? Lila is my daughter! She is sick!” His voice was trembling, not because of guilt, but because his “White Moonlight” was publicly humiliated by me. He ran to the balcony, back to me, voice instantly switched to soothing mode, pressed extremely low, but fragments still drifted into my ears. “Giselle you don’t listen to her nonsense… she pregnant, emotions unstable…” “Don’t think too much, I know what I’m doing…” “Wronged you…” Every word, like a heavy hammer, fiercely smashed on my heart. Stomach churned a while, no longer could suppress, I fiercely sprang up from sofa, rushed into bathroom. “Vomit——” Acid water, bile, mixed with few mouthfuls of plain porridge barely swallowed at noon, all surged out. I lay by the cold toilet, vomited dark heaven dark earth, felt internal organs all displaced, physiological tears flowed out. Bathroom door was pulled open a crack. I thought he finally still had conscience, knew to come in check on me. But Julian just stood at the door, looking at my embarrassed appearance, brows tight locked, eyes had half cent concern none, instead all blame and impatience. “You scared Giselle.” “She a woman bringing a child, not easy.” My heart instantly fell into ice cave. I lifted head, through blurred teary eyes, looked at this man I loved for three years, married for two years. His face was still that familiar face, refined, handsome, but I felt so strange, strange enough to make me cold all over. Turns out, my pain, my morning sickness, his biological flesh and blood in my belly, all couldn’t compare to his ex-wife’s one sentence “not easy”. I had no strength to argue with him anymore, just supported wall, swaying stood up, rinsed mouth, wiped tears on face. I said nothing, passed him, walked into master bedroom. “Click” a sound. I locked the door. Shut him and his “not easy”, shut that hypocritical “family of three”, all outside the door. At night, I lay in bed, could clearly hear tossing and turning sounds from living room. Finally, was muffled sound of pillow thrown on sofa. He used this silent way, to accuse my “unreasonable trouble”, declare his protection for ex-wife. Very good. I closed eyes, hand gently placed on flat lower abdomen. Julian Vance, this is what you chose. From this moment, my defense, has been built. Chapter 2 Silent Treatment, is Julian’s best weapon. Next day, when I woke up, he had already made breakfast. On dining table placed golden oily fried dough sticks, sizzling fried eggs, and a bowl of beef noodles floating thick red oil. All food I loved before pregnancy, now smell make me sick. That heavy greasy smell, like an invisible hand, choked my throat. I covered mouth, face green, rushed into bathroom again. Behind, came his slow chewing sound, and his complete ignore to me. Whole day, I almost lived on warm water. He turned a blind eye. Off work home, he no longer hugged me asking baby good today not like before, but first time picked up phone, video call with Lila. “Did Lila eat obediently today?” “Miss Dad not? Dad bought you new Lego.” “Listen to Mom’s words, Dad will go see you soon.” His voice gentle enough to drip water, doting between brows and eyes, was what I never seen. As if other end of video, was his real family, real wife and daughter. And I, just a parasitic under this roof, eyesore tenant. Night, after another burst of severe vomiting, I whole body exhausted, lips cracked. I leaned on sofa, voice weak said to him: “Julian, help me pour cup warm water.” He was holding phone, screen was Lila giggling sound. He didn’t even lift head, eyes dead glued on screen, tone full of impatience. “Didn’t see I busy? Lila refuses eat today again, I have to coax her.” I looked at that careful pleasing on his face, heart inch by inch cold down. I no longer begged him. I supported wall, slowly walked to kitchen myself. Maybe dehydrated too long, my eyes went black, foot slipped, whole person uncontrollably fell forward. “Bang” a sound, my arm heavily hit on wall corner, pain made me gasp. He finally heard movement, but just swept me a glance from phone screen, full of impatience. “So big person, walk can’t even walk steady.” That tone, as if I was such an unsensible trouble. My heart, at that moment, thoroughly cool through. Last bit expectation, also crushed by his sentence. I didn’t cry, didn’t make noise, just silently walked to water dispenser, poured water for myself, then returned to room, closed door. I took out phone, sent a message to my best friend Fiona, also a very excellent lawyer. “Fiona, help me check, during marriage one party continuous funding ex, in divorce property division, count as property transfer not?” Fiona’s call immediately came, voice full of shock and worry: “Serena, what happened? Julian he…” “Nothing,” I interrupted her, voice calm scary, “I just, want for myself and child, prepare a bit in advance.” Julian seeing silent treatment ineffective to me, then started his second step chess —— family affection offensive. Next afternoon, I received mother-in-law’s call. Phone connected, before I open mouth greet, mother-in-law that sharp mean voice just split head cover face smashed over. “Serena! I really didn’t expect you so unsensible! How can you be so vicious!” “Lila is Julian’s own flesh and blood, is Vance family blood! She sick, miss dad, come home stay few days what wrong?” “You a stepmother, we not ask you treat her as biological pain, but you can’t be so intolerant of her right!” “You doing this, is poking Julian’s heart nest ah!” Her every sentence, like a knife, sentence sentence stab my heart. My hands and feet cold, even child in belly, seemed felt this coldness, gently moved a bit. I steadied mind, used all strength let my voice keep steady. “Mom, do you know I pregnant?” Voice on other end choked a bit, obviously, Julian simply didn’t tell her. But just one second pause after, she exploded more righteous anger. “Pregnant amazing? Which woman hasn’t been pregnant? I see you just too delicate!” “You now precious, even a child can’t tolerate, later how be mom? Julian married you back is let you be virtuous wife good mother, not let you be ancestor offered!” “I tell you Serena, Lila must take back! If you dare make noise again, don’t blame me not recognize you this daughter-in-law!” I didn’t speak again. I just silently, pressed call recording save button. Then, I calmly hung up phone, and pulled her into block list. Immediately, I flipped out Julian these days all call records, and his chat records with Giselle, one by one screenshot, backed up to cloud. Done all this, I looked at gray sky outside window, heart a piece dead silence. Julian, mother-in-law, Giselle… They are one family. And I, from beginning to end, am just an outsider. A provider of uterus and free residence, tool person. Since so, then don’t blame me, not talk feelings. Chapter 3 I booked this Friday’s prenatal checkup. I told Julian in advance, let him free up time accompany me. He full mouth agreed, tone carried long lost gentleness, seemed want borrow this ease our stiff relationship. I believed. Or say, my heart still held pathetic fantasy. However, Friday morning, just when I changed clothes ready go out, he called. “Wifey, sorry ah, company temporary has urgent meeting, special important, I really can’t leave.” His voice sounded full of apology. “Checkup how about you go yourself first? Or change day I accompany you again?” I held phone, stood at entrance, looking at mirror self pale haggard face, only felt ridiculous. “Good.” I said. Then hung up phone. I went hospital alone. Weekend obstetrics and gynecology department, crowded. Corridor, waiting area, everywhere pairs of couples. Husbands carefully supporting wives, serve tea pour water, soft voice comforting. And I, only myself. I queued alone, paid alone, holding ultrasound slip alone, waiting number call in cold corridor. Watching other pregnant women held in palm by husbands care, my heart sour and astringent. Loneliness and helplessness drowned me. My turn. Lying on examination bed, cold coupling agent smeared on my lower abdomen. When doctor put probe up, I pinched palm tight. On screen, appeared a small image, like a beating small bean. “Look, baby very healthy, heartbeat also powerful.” Doctor said gently. My tears, at that moment, without warning surged out. This is my child. Is in this world, only relative blood connected with me, completely belong to me. I held that precious ultrasound slip, looking at that small life on it, said to myself in heart: Serena, for him, you must be strong. From today, you are not alone. Back home, already afternoon. I dragged exhausted body, took out key open door. Door opened, I froze in place. On entrance floor, impressively placed a pair not belong to me lady high heels, and a pair pink child sneakers. In living room, came Julian and woman talking laughing sound. My home, when I didn’t know, already occupied by turtledove (usurper). I walked in, saw Giselle wearing my home slippers, directing Julian: “Julian, move that pot of pothos to balcony, doctor said Lila bit allergic to pollen.” And her daughter, that so-called “Depression” patient Lila, was holding my cat “Mochi”, two hands forcefully pulling Mochi’s tail. Mochi let out painful whimper, desperate struggle. “Stop!” A string in my brain “Snap” broke, almost roared rushed over, from Lila arms snatched back my cat. Mochi scared bad, broke free from my arms, lightning like drilled under sofa. Lila scared by my action a jump, stunned two seconds after, “Wah” a sound, sky breaking earth shattering cried loud. Giselle immediately like cat stepped on tail, a dash rushed over, hugged Lila tight in arms, face but towards me, revealed a look of about to cry apology expression. “Serena, don’t angry, Lila she… she just too like small animals, no malicious intention.” Voice not fallen, Julian already rushed over. He didn’t even look at me, fierce pushed me away, my lower back heavily hit on shoe cabinet sharp corner, a burst severe pain hit. He nervously squatted down, holding Lila’s hand, flip come flip go check. “You calculate what with a child! Scratched by cat not? Lila, quick let Dad look!” His voice full of anxiety and heartache, as if Lila was the one suffered sky big grievance. I leaned on cold shoe cabinet, looking at this blinding scene in front, only felt incomparable irony. That girl needing father love because “Depression”, this moment cry loud, qi full, where has half bit depression look? And I this wife carrying his biological flesh blood, pushed down by him, he didn’t even spare a glance. My gaze, slowly moved from their “Father Kind Daughter Filial” picture, landed on living room display cabinet. There, originally placed a celadon vase. That was my deceased mother left me, only thought. But now, there empty. On floor, is a pile blue white porcelain fragments. My blood, instant rushed to top of head, whole body start shaking. Lila hid in Giselle arms, while sobbing, while from behind her mom’s arm, cast me a proud, provocative look. That instant, I understood everything. “Allergy” is fake, like small animals is fake, so-called “Accidental”, more is fake. They are intentional. They are using this way, declare war to me, declare their sovereignty over this home. Giselle still hypocritically performing. “Aiya, Serena, really sorry, all blame me not watch good Lila, she accidental knocked vase… don’t angry, how much money, I compensate you is fine…” Compensate? She thought money can buy back my mother’s relic? Can buy back my only thought? I feel myself like a balloon blown to limit, about to explode. All grievance, anger, disappointment, heart cold, at this moment, all burst. I slowly stood up from ground, lower back pain let every move like needle stick. I didn’t care Giselle, also didn’t look that still crying child. My eyes, dead staring Julian. That man I once deeply loved, that man now using back facing me, concentrate comforting other’s daughter, my husband. I pointed door, used all body strength, word by word, voice hoarse and cold. “Julian Vance.” “Take your people.” “Now, immediately, right now.” “Get the hell out for me!” Chapter 4 My roar, like a bomb, exploded in living room. Julian holding Lila, fierce turned around. His face no longer had any disguised warmth, only left offended rage. “Serena Sterling are you f*cking crazy! For a broken vase, you want drive away my daughter?!” “Broken vase?” I angry whole body tremble, tears spin in eyes, “Julian Vance, you forgot that is my mom left me ma? You forgot ma!” Giselle see situation, immediately holding daughter stand up, walk to Julian side, put on a “Virtuous Persuade Fight” posture. “Julian, say few words less, Serena pregnant hard, emotion excited also unavoidable…” She turned to me, eyes carrying fake sympathy, “Serena, I know that vase very important to you, all our fault. You calm down, want how much money we all pay, million don’t angry bad body, hurt baby in belly ah.” Her every sentence, all seem persuade peace, but sentence sentence all add oil on fire. Remind Julian I “Emotion Excited”, imply I take child as chip. Good a prosper world white lotus. Good a top tea artist. I angry almost speak not out words, only feel chest block severe, breath become difficult. Just then, my lower abdomen suddenly came a burst sharp, unbearable cramp. That feeling, like countless needles poking lower abdomen. I pain muffled hum, body uncontrollably bent down, forehead instant pop out a layer fine cold sweat. A ominous premonition grabbed me. I felt, have a stream wet hot warm flow, slowly gushing out from between my legs. I scared bad, face pale as paper, trembling reach out hand, grabbed Julian clothes corner. “Julian… I… my stomach pain…” My voice shake not shape, carrying cry tone. “Bleeding… I seem bleeding…” This moment Julian, right surrounded by daughter tear heart crack lung cry and Giselle “Considerate Gentle” comfort. He grabbed by me clothes corner, like touched what dirty thing, disgusted frown. He didn’t even lower head look me, impatient roared at me: “Serena, can you stop acting?!” “Every time use this trick interesting ma? Isn’t just want drive away Lila? As to ma?” “To achieve goal, you even curse own child can do out? Your heart exactly what made of!” His words, like a burning iron, fierce burn on my heart. Acting? Curse child? In his eyes, my pain, my child danger, actually just a clumsy drama for jealous. Beside Giselle, holding still fake crying daughter, ghostly float a sentence, gave me fatal blow. “Some people, to gain sympathy, is what all can do out.” “Julian, you also don’t blame Serena, she maybe just too no security. Just pitiful Lila, she originally afraid stranger, this time, more want be scared bad.” I leaned on cold wall, lower abdomen cramp one burst compare one burst severe. I lift head, look front this “Happy Harmonious” family of three. Man holding crying daughter, woman gentle stroke man back. They are so harmony, so inseparable. And me, a pregnant woman painful almost die, but like a clown break into their happy life, a madman. Every sentence they said to me, like most vicious curse, punish heart pierce bone. Heart as if by an invisible big hand tight grab, pain to unable breath. Turns out, my pain, my child, in his eyes, really count nothing. That instant, all love, all unwilling, all anger, all retreat like tide. Remaining, only boundless ice cold and dead silence. Nothing greater than heart death. I finally understood this sentence meaning. I used last strength, support cold wall, slowly stood straight body. Lower back dull pain, lower abdomen cramp, between legs wet hot, all become not important. I didn’t look them again. I from door bag, touched out my car key, and that Hospital Bag I early prepared, in case of emergency. I step by step, walk unusual difficult, but also unusual firm, walk towards door. Julian and Giselle both stunned, they probably didn’t expect, under this situation, I actually didn’t continue cry make noise, but chose leave. Under their astonished gaze, I opened apartment big door. Door outside cold wind pour in, let me instant sober. I turned head, face is dead water like calm. My gaze cross Giselle and child in her arms, straight fall on Julian face. I look him, word by word, pronounce clear, voice not loud, but enough let him hear clear every word. “Julian Vance.” “I wish you guys family of three.” “In my house.” “Hundred years good union.” Finished, I pull open door, head not back walked out. Door behind me heavy close, isolated that place once called “Home”, also isolated my pathetic past. From today, Julian Vance, you and me, grace cut justice break. Chapter 5 In elevator mirror, reflect my pale like ghost face. I press first floor, body lean cold elevator wall, then not slip on ground. Lower abdomen pain more and more dense, I can clearly feel life force follow that stream heat bit by bit lost. I can’t fall. I tell myself, Serena, you can’t fall, your baby still waiting you. I endure severe pain, start car, use whole body strength step gas, drive to nearest hospital. All way, I run good few red lights, brain only one thought: Save child. Arrived hospital emergency, I almost roll off car. “Doctor! Save life! I pregnant, I bleeding!” My voice hoarse, carry despair cry tone. Nurses see situation, immediately push come flat cart, I emergency sent into rescue room. Pass a series tense check, doctor face heavy walked over. “Are you patient family?” He see me alone, stunned a bit. “I am.” I lie on sickbed, voice weak but sober. “Diagnose result is stress threatened miscarriage, progesterone low, have bleeding. Mainly due to patient suffered severe mental stimulation and violent emotion fluctuation cause.” “Must immediately hospitalize protect fetus, and next period time, absolutely cannot suffer any stimulation again.” I listen doctor words, tears silent slide. Mental stimulation, emotion fluctuation. How precise summary. I lie on pure white sickbed, snow white wall, disinfectant smell, let me feel a kind unprecedented peace. Also good. Leave that suffocating place, to me and baby, both a relief. I take out phone, unlock screen, find that familiar number, dial. Phone almost second answer. “Hello? Serena?” Fiona voice as always capable. My tears no longer hold, surge out, voice but unusual calm, carry hoarse. “Fiona, help me.” “I want divorce.” Half hour later, Fiona wind wind fire fire rush to ward. She see me hand back stick needle, lie on sickbed that look no life anger, always calm self-control her, eye circle instant red. “Julian that bastard! Where is he?!” She angry whole body tremble. “Maybe… still accompany his ex-wife and daughter ba.” I bitter smile, uglier than cry. Fiona angry a punch smash on wall, bite teeth cut tooth: “I f*cking now go tear that pair dog man woman!” “Don’t go.” I pull her, “Useless, noise solve no any problem.” “Fiona, I now nothing want, I just want keep my child, then, clean clean leave him.” “I want him, and that pair mother daughter, for everything they did, pay price.” My voice very light, but resolve in eyes, let Fiona calm down. She nodded: “Good, I understood.” “You care nothing, peace mind raise fetus, remaining things, all hand to me.” She immediately start arrange everything, help me handle hospitalize procedure, change single ward, hire best nurse. Under her arrangement, I turn off phone, shield outside all info. This world, finally quiet. Meanwhile, that place called “Home” by me. Julian wait wait at home, always not see me return. He call my phone, find already turn off. He then feel not right, start some panic. He call my parents far in another city, I early advance sent message to them, only say quarrel with Julian, go out relax, let them no need worry, also don’t care Julian. So, my parents both express to Julian, know nothing. Can’t find me, also afraid I really have what matter make big, Julian start anxious uneasy. Giselle aside, holding daughter, face “Worry” say: “Julian, is it I did too much? Serena she… won’t think not open ba? She still pregnant ne…” More she say so, Julian more irritable. He start regret, but regret not harm cause to me, but matter out of his control, might affect his reputation and stable life. Fiona through police station friend, secret check Julian track. She tell me, Julian called police, say I “Angry leave home”, but didn’t find me. And that pair mother daughter, still grandly live in my pre-marital property house. I lie on sickbed, stroke belly, feel baby steady heartbeat. My eyes, unprecedented firm. Julian Vance, Giselle. This war, just start. For my child, I must win, and want win beautiful.

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Early in the morning, the door was banged loudly. I just opened the door, upstairs neighbor Mr. Baker gave me a slap. Then scolded loudly. “It’s you! Your family’s Boy Toy, hooked my wife’s soul away!” His shout made many neighbors gather around, pointing fingers at my door. He held a yellow hair in his hand, “Your husband this hooligan seduced married woman, hair fell on my wife’s pillow! Solid evidence!” I stunned at the door. Even his wife lowered her head and confessed to this matter. For a time crowd sentiment excited, Mr. Baker brought people to break into my home, wantonly smashed, threatened to peel my husband’s skin, even forced me to compensate $50,000 for Emotional Damage. Because I always refused to let husband show face, everyone determined I was shielding adultery. Until the police forced me to open the bedroom door. Everyone was stunned. … Chapter 1 Early in the morning, the security door was banged loudly, as if to tear the door panel apart. I just unlocked the door, door was violently pushed open, upstairs neighbor Mr. Baker rushed up “Slap” gave me a slap. “It’s you! Your family’s Boy Toy, hooked my wife’s soul away!” This shout penetrative power extremely strong, less than two minutes, corridor crowded with neighbors watching excitement, even someone raised phone start recording. Mr. Baker saw more people, more energetic, a pull over Mrs. Baker hiding behind him timidly. “Everyone come look! This pair of shameless dog man woman! I also count unlucky eight lifetimes, neighbor with such corrupt morals people!” He held a thin long yellow hair in hand, eyes red staring at me: “Solid evidence! Your husband this hooligan seduced married woman, hair fell on my wife’s pillow! This color, this length, except your husband, who else can be?” I touched hot cheek, eyes turned cold. “Mr. Baker, trespass private house and hit people, you want go inside squat few days?” “I squat few days? I see is your wild man should be Publicly Shamed!” Mr. Baker not only not afraid, instead stepped into my entrance, pointing at closed bedroom door roaring, “Let that broken shoe smell boy roll out! Dare do dare admit, hide behind woman count what ability! Today I must educate him well for you!” Onlooker neighbors pointed fingers at my home, whispers endless. “Look this girl usually quite quiet, didn’t expect husband at home actually is a Boy Toy?” “One quilt sleep not out two kinds people, this girl definitely also not decent person!” “Know person know face not know heart ah, Mrs. Baker usually look honest, actually engage extramarital affair, still just downstairs, really rabbit eat nest side grass.” “Aiyo, that hair look indeed like man’s, evidence all here, can’t run.” I coldly looked at this farce. “You say this hair is my husband’s?” “Nonsense! In this building dye this kind sluty yellow hair, still all day not go out see people, except your family hiding that one, who else?” Mr. Baker this moment completely in crazy state, he fierce pushed Mrs. Baker beside, “You say! Is it that little demon!” Mrs. Baker lowered head, stammered half day: “Is… is him. He… he too clingy, I… I didn’t hold.” This sentence made scene instant explode. “God, really admitted!” “Too shameless, admit mistress clingy in front of original match?” Mr. Baker heard this, burst out earth shaking crying howl, a butt sat on my floor patting thigh: “No heaven reason ah! I hard work earn money raise family, old still want suffer this anger! I not live! Today not tear that male vixen face rotten, I just die here!” Follow his crying noise, few grandpas usually good relation with him also squeezed in, a look of justice messenger. “Little girl, be person can’t like this, hurry let your husband come out apologize, this matter done too wicked.” “Exactly, hiding count what matter? Dare seduce woman then don’t fear see people ah!” I blocked at bedroom door, body motionless, coldly looking at this room full of smoke and miasma. “You guys simply are slander! Get out for me!” I angry pushed Mr. Baker. “You dare hit me! Adulterer adulteress want kill person silence mouth la!” Mr. Baker a look of rascal appearance. Mr. Baker fierce jump up from ground. “She guilty! Brothers, search for me! Catch that shameless one out!” He gave an order, led people force break in. Those few grandpas take chance jeer, pushing me want rush inside. “Little girl you still dare move hand? Guilty right!” “Smash! Smash this淫 (obscene) nest! See where that Boy Toy hide!” In chaos, don’t know who first pushed down shoe cabinet, immediately after, living room things start suffer disaster. Accompany crackle rattle broken sound, my living room instant a mess. “Come out! Smelly hooligan you give me roll out!” Mr. Baker roared, rushed to closed bedroom door. That is whole house only place haven’t been affected, also place my “Husband” sleeping. I blocked at bedroom door, tight protect door panel, not let them close. “Mr. Baker, you dare move this door a bit try.” My tone revealed coldness let Mr. Baker subconsciously retreat half step. But Mr. Baker more energetic, he thought I was afraid adultery exposed, more determined inside hide unspeakable secret. “Continue smash for me! Smashed rotten count mine!” Mrs. Baker shrunk in corner, eyes blinking, neither dare persuade fight, nor dare look me, just mouth still mumbling: “Sin ah, sin ah…” Just then, outside door came a angry shout: “Doing what ne! All stop hand for me!” I looked up, Manager Tom brought two security guards, finally late arrived. Manager Tom squeezed into room, looking at floor mess, brows tight lock. “What happen? Early morning noise what noise? Still want let other owners rest not?” Mr. Baker saw judge came, immediately climb up from ground, first voice snatch people, a handful snot a handful tears pounce to Manager Tom. “Manager Tom ah! You have to decide for me ah! This days can’t pass!” He pointed me, finger almost poke my nose tip: “This family not only engage broken shoe seduce my wife, now still want beat die me this original match ah! You look beat me, still want take vase smash my head!” Manager Tom turned look me, eyes inside carrying few points impatient and scrutiny: “Ms. Lily, this how matter? Neighbors, how still moved hand?” I pointed smashed rotten living room, sneer once: “Manager Tom, if your eyes not blind, should can see who is moving hand. This group people trespass private house, beat smash rob burn, I am self defense.” “Bullsh*t! You that is self defense? You that is guilty!” Mr. Baker jump foot scold, “We if not for catch that male vixen, who rare enter your this chicken nest? Manager Tom, that Boy Toy just hide in bedroom, this girl dead alive not let people come out, you say is this heart have ghost?” Manager Tom heard a general idea, seem also feel this matter has bit style problem. “Ms. Lily, this matter ba, indeed not too glory. Since people all find door, evidence also have, you just let your lover come out, say words clear. If really have misunderstanding, untie not fine? Noise down like this, to your reputation also not good.” I look Manager Tom that look of mixing mud, heart clear like mirror. Mr. Baker is old resident in community, also active element of owner committee, mix familiar with property management. And me, usually not much interact with people, in Manager Tom eyes, obviously is that soft persimmon can random pinch. “Manager Tom, you also feel I should let them search?” I ask back. Manager Tom sighed, put on a look for my good: “Not search, is mediation. You look Brother Baker angry like this, his wife all admitted, you this don’t hard top. Young people, commit mistake attitude want correct, apologize, pay some money, private settle count. Must noise to police station, that is leave record matter.” “Apologize? Private settle?” I was angered laugh, “He smashed my home, hit me a slap, you let me apologize?” “Aiya, one slap not sound ma!” Manager Tom impatient wave hand, “You if walk straight sit straight, you fear what? Call person out confront ah! Unless…” He eyes ambiguous glance at bedroom door, obviously also determined I golden house hide man. Mr. Baker see Manager Tom bias him, arrogance more rampant to extreme. He took out phone, towards me and messy living room just a burst crazy shoot, mouth still righteous words: “I see you not see coffin not drop tear! Manager Tom said right, you dare not let person come out is heart have ghost! I now just start TikTok Live, post WeChat Moments, post owner group! Let everyone come look this pair adulterer adulteress face!” “Right! Expose her!” Beside few grandpas also one after another take out phone. “Title I all thought good, 《Young Girl Gang Up With Husband Set Trap Seduce Sixty Years Old Lady, Original Match Come Door Ask Explanation Suffer Beat》!” I eyes cold, reach hand want block Mr. Baker phone. “You dare touch me a bit try! Touch a bit I just lie down enter ICU!” Mr. Baker push phone to my face, lens almost stick my pupil. This moment, phone screen already start have bullet screen. Mr. Baker actually really is a small Influencer possess few ten thousand fans, usually post fishing, chess videos, today this catch mistress big play, instant detonate his live room. [Holy sh*t, so explosive? Just downstairs steal love?] [This man look human model dog sample, actually do this kind thing, disgusting!] [That auntie also blind eyes right, leave original match don’t want find mistress?] [Anchor don’t fear, we support you! Beat die mistress!] Looking at full screen abuse, Mr. Baker proud: “Saw it? Masses eyes are snow bright! Surname Lin, I now give you last chance, let your husband roll out give me kowtow admit mistake, compensate me Emotional Damage 500 thousand! Also this smashed broken things, that is he deserve suffer, you also don’t think rely my head! Otherwise, I just let you in whole city mix not down!” Live stream heat very high, soon I received company boss call, boss words very sharp, claim my family scandal affect company reputation, want proceed suspend process to me. I dazed hung up phone. Mrs. Baker seem feel noise big not good: “Old Baker, almost enough, don’t live stream…” “You give me shut up! Useless thing!” Mr. Baker a slap pat open Mrs. Baker hand, “This time know shame? Drill people quilt time why not know shame? You just now not admitted ma? In front live room old iron (fans) face, you again give me say once! That male vixen exactly how seduce you?” Lens fierce turn to Mrs. Baker. Mrs. Baker scared a tremble, face lens, her that face full of wrinkles swell red, eyes but uncontrollable float to that closed bedroom door, swallow saliva. “He… he really is… too white, too soft…” Mrs. Baker stammer said, eyes actually reveal a trace aftertaste look, “One call I just leg soft, I… I really didn’t hold…” Live room instant explode. [Solid hammer! Party personal mouth admit!] [Too white too soft? Vomit… this auntie really wretched!] [This female lead actually still protect? Must be want play 3P!] “Ms. Lily, this matter I can’t manage. All this time, you still protect? You this is want put yourself in ah!” “Brother Baker also victim, emotion excited point can understand. You a little girl, hide hide tuck tuck, is it guilty?” Manager Tom hear this words, face also become extremely ugly, back a step, seem want draw line with me. I look Mrs. Baker that lecherous and cower look, heart a burst nausea, but more is a kind absurd ridiculous. “Fine, since you guys must do thing absolute.” I took out phone, no longer care Manager Tom and Mr. Baker, directly dialed 911. “Hello, police ma? Here have people enter room beat smash, pick quarrel provoke trouble, also suspect cyber violence, trouble you guys quick come.” Mr. Baker hear me call police, not only not restrain, instead shout to lens: “Family members heard not? She still dare call police! Thief shout catch thief ah! Good, police come just right, let police catch this pair dog man woman parade street show public!” Chapter 2 Police came very fast. Lead is a middle age police, surname Davis, one look is experience rich. He one enter door, looking full room mess and confront both sides, brows just lock into a river word. “All doing what ne? Gather crowd make trouble ah?” Officer Davis stern voice shout. Mr. Baker see police came, that acting skill instant switch to victim mode. A butt sat on ground, hug Officer Davis leg just start howl. “Police comrade ah! You finally came! You if again late come a step, I just be beaten die by this family ah!” Officer Davis frown pull leg out: “Have words good say, don’t move hand move foot. Who beat you?” “Her! Is her!” Mr. Baker point me, voice tear tear down, “This surname Lin, gang up her husband seduce my wife! By us caught a current, not only not admit mistake, still move hand beat people! You look my family Mrs. Baker, all by that Boy Toy confuse become what look!” Officer Davis turn head look me. “Is you called police?” “Is me.” I expressionless pointed full ground fragments, “Trespass private house, destroy property, this enough file case right?” “You fart! That is catch adultery!” Mr. Baker jump up, from pocket take out that root by him grip wrinkle yellow hair, lift to Officer Davis front, “Police comrade you look, this is evidence! This is that Boy Toy hair! Found from my wife pillow! My wife all admitted!” Officer Davis took over that hair looked, brows lock more tight. This hair fine and soft, color golden yellow, look… indeed bit like dyed hair, but texture again bit strange. He turn head ask Mrs. Baker: “Auntie, this hair how matter? You with this family male host, really have improper relation?” Mrs. Baker by police one ask, trembled a bit, but looked Mr. Baker that want eat people eyes, again looked my that tight closed bedroom door, hard head nodded. “Is… is have relation.” “What relation?” Officer Davis pursue ask. “Just… that kind relation.” Mrs. Baker face red. Live room inside bullet screen already crazy, Mr. Baker more proud like a win cock. “Listen! Listen! Police comrade, this still need trial ma? Adulterer adulteress, iron proof like mountain ah!” Manager Tom this time also lean up, put on a fair person look: “Officer Davis, I am property manager. This matter ba, indeed is this owner wrong first. Brother Baker although impulsive point, but also emotion forgivable. How about you persuade Ms. Lily, let her hand person out, apologize pay money, this matter count.” Officer Davis look me, eyes inside also bring few points doubt. After all have witness, plus this hair, witness evidence logic chain complete. “Little girl, since people all testify, if is true, this although belong moral problem, but triggered public security case, you still want say matter clear. Hurry call your husband out cooperate investigate.” I look Officer Davis: “Officer Davis, just rely a hair and a old confuse crazy talk, you just fix my crime? Still want search my bedroom?” “This not fix crime, is investigate collect evidence.” Officer Davis serious said, “If you refuse cooperate, lead situation worsen, you also want bear responsibility.” “Good a investigate collect evidence.” I sneer, “Then if check out not that matter, my loss who pay? My reputation who responsible? This right live stream ne, few ten thousand people watching, my innocence destroyed, you guys one sentence misunderstanding can uncover?” Mr. Baker scream: “Impossible have misunderstanding! If no that matter, I eat sh*t he just pulled! Surname Lin, you don’t here delay time, is it want let your husband jump window run ah? Tell you, run not away, you this 500 thousand pay determined!” He shout to live stream lens: “Family members! This woman still quibble! She using legal loophole protect mistress! We absolutely can’t agree! Rush that door for me!” Bullet screen inside a piece cheer sound, even someone start send gift support Mr. Baker replace heaven act way. Officer Davis face sink, realize situation if not control, immediately will evolve violence conflict. He gave me final ultimatum: “Ms. Lily, please you immediately open door! To guarantee you and inside person safety, also for clarify fact, we must confirm inside situation.” I looked one eye Officer Davis, again looked crazy clamor Mr. Baker and that full face wretched Mrs. Baker. “You sure with you happen relation is inside this door him? You sure that yellow hair is on his body?” Mrs. Baker default. “Fine.” I stood straight body, hand put on door handle, gaze sweep everyone present. “You guys must look, then I just give you look.” “But Mr. Baker, you remember.” I dead stare him, “This door once open, you just finished. Also you, Mrs. Baker, you also finished.” I deep breath, slowly press down door handle. “Click” a light sound. Under everyone gaze, in live room few ten thousand people watch, bedroom door, slowly opened a crack. Mr. Baker hold breath, those few phone holding grandpas also lean forward, wish lens push into door crack. Manager Tom and Officer Davis also expression tight, ready respond sudden situation. Everyone waiting that clothes not neat, oil head powder face “Boy Toy” appear. However, door opened. No man. No scream. Also no what panic footsteps. Only see a figure round, hair color golden yellow Orange Cat, step elegant cat walk, slow slow squeeze out from door crack. It seem by outside noise wake up, squinting eyes, dissatisfied towards crowd “Meow——” a sound. This voice, delicate, indeed quite clingy. Air, in this instant solidify. Mr. Baker chin almost drop on ground. Officer Davis stunned, looked ground cat, again looked hand evidence hair——color, texture, with this big Orange Cat body hair, simply exactly same. Live room bullet screen after stop one second, instant exploded! Whole field dead silence. Live room bullet screen, from crazy abuse became full screen question mark. [???] [Cat???] [Holy sh*t, I watched half day catch mistress, result mistress is a cat?] [Anchor doing what ghost? Script ma?] That big Orange Cat, also my husband, obviously never seen such big battle. It tilt fluffy head, again towards closest Mr. Baker “Meow” a sound. Mr. Baker face from swell red became pale, again from pale became iron green. He point cat, again point me, lips trembling, a word can’t say out. Officer Davis bend down, careful careful from big Orange Cat body twist a hair. He put this hair with evidence in hand together compare. Color, length, texture, not differ a bit. “Mr. Baker.” Officer Davis voice cold like ice, “This is you said, that Boy Toy?” “No! Not!” Mr. Baker finally found back voice, hysterical scream up. “He hid that man! This cat is blind eye method!” “He definitely take advantage we not notice, let that Boy Toy run from window!” He like crazy just want rush into bedroom, want go search window. I side body blocked him. “Mr. Baker, my window outside is twenty third floor high sky.” “You want prove my husband can fly ma?” My voice not loud, but like a heavy hammer, fierce smash on everyone heart. Everyone subconscious look out window, back a burst cold. Live room inside, wind direction instant reverse. [Twenty third floor? That indeed run not away, unless is Spiderman.] [So… this start to end just a oolong (misunderstanding)? Because a cat?] [My god, this anchor also too can brain supplement, face a cat output half day?] [Heart ache that miss, slapped a slap, home smashed, work also lost, just because her husband is a cat?] [This already not oolong, this is enter room robbery plus defamation ba!] [Anchor quick apologize ah! This matter done too wicked!] Mr. Baker look scrolling comments on phone screen, whole body shaking. He know, he finished. I coldly look him, word by word open mouth. “My husband, Butter.” I bend waist, hug big Orange Cat in arms, gentle stroke its back. “It indeed very white, also very soft.” “Call up voice, also indeed let people leg soft.” “Mrs. Baker, you say is right?” I turn sight to wall corner that start to end shivering woman. Mrs. Baker face “Swish” a一下 (once) all white, cold sweat instant soak her back. Officer Davis keen catch not right. “Mrs. Baker, you better say words clear, otherwise consequence very serious.” “I… I…” Mrs. Baker stammer, eyes dodge, dare not look Mr. Baker. “Speak!” Officer Davis stern voice shout. Mrs. Baker by this roar scare a tremble, finally collapse. “I say! I say!” “Is him! All blame my husband force me, I gamble lost one million, my husband just come up a bad idea, together act to scam money!” “These people also all one hundred a day hired!” Mr. Baker like strike by thunder, dare not believe look own wife. Mrs. Baker words, like bombs, bomb present crowd dizzy. Live room more thorough crazy. [God reverse! I thought catch adultery, result is catch cat adultery?] [Mr. Baker face now definitely compare palette still colorful.] Mr. Baker excited scold: “You nonsense!” Officer Davis face already black like pot bottom. He turn to me: “Ms. Lily, situation we basic understand.” “To your suffered loss, we deep express sympathy.” “Now, please follow us back police station, formal do a record.” “These few, suspect trespass private house, intentional destroy property, pick quarrel provoke trouble, defamation, one also run not away.” He pointed Mr. Baker, and those few just now arrogance rampant grandpas. Those few grandpas legs all soft, one after another wave hand. “Not concern my matter ah police comrade, all Mr. Baker let us come!” “Right right right, we just come look excitement!” “We also take money do work ah!” Mr. Baker a butt sit on ground, finally know fear. He crawl over want hug my leg, by me a foot dodge. “Little Lin! Ms. Lily! I wrong! Is I have eyes not know Tai Mountain! Is I deserve die!” “You adult have big measure, spare me this once ba!” “I pay money! I pay you money still not okay ma?” I look him, smiled. “Pay money?” “You just now not said, want me pay you 500 thousand Emotional Damage fee ma?” “Now, turn to me.” “My mental loss, slap on my face, my smashed home, my destroyed reputation, also my lost work.” “Mr. Baker, you feel you pay afford ma?” My voice very light, but let Mr. Baker like fall ice cave. “Also.” I lower head, look in arms scared trembling Butter. “My husband suffered scare, this account, we also want good good calculate.”

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My husband died accidentally on the operating table while donating bone marrow to his first love’s son. When I went to claim the body, the doctor handed me a surgery consent form. It read: [I voluntarily donate, and bear all consequences.] In the relationship column, it was filled: [Father and Son]. Julian Vance’s ghost floated aside, waiting to see me collapse and cry. But I just calmly took the form and asked the doctor: “Cremate now, do I need to pay extra to cut the line?” … Chapter 1 The doctor probably had never seen a wife like me, so anxious to turn her husband into ashes. His expression was very colorful. “Regarding the accident process, don’t you want to know a bit?” I looked at the watch on my wrist: “No need. Please speed up the procedures, I’m in a hurry to pick up my daughter from school.” “Fiona, you are saying this out of anger, right?” Julian floated in mid-air, eyes full of disbelief. I stared at him for a few seconds, and quickly accepted the reality that he had become a ghost. “Top priority expedited, separate furnace. I want to see the ashes within an hour.” I took out the Black Card and handed it to the assistant beside me. The doctor was thoroughly stunned. But still professionally nodded. Signaled us to sign and process immediately. The assistant asked: “…Don’t family members need to be notified to say goodbye?” “No need.” I folded the surgery consent form. Casually stuffed it into my Hermès bag. “Fiona, what is this attitude?” Julian’s voice raised a few degrees. “Yes, I lied to you, Leo is indeed my biological son. But he has leukemia, I am his biological father, can I watch him die helplessly?” “If it were you, would you stand by and watch? You are also a mother, why can’t you understand?” He felt more and more justified as he spoke. “Besides, I’ve already paid with my life! The dead are the greatest, doesn’t that cancel out past things?” He roared impatiently. “You are in such a hurry to burn me? What would Giselle think? What would Leo think? They didn’t even get to see me one last time! Fiona, you are too vicious!” I pulled the corner of my mouth and smiled. So what if I’m vicious? “The law stipulates, I am your Next of Kin, the only signer for your body disposal.” “When you were complacent because you married me, you already handed over this little right after death to me.” “As for your true love and illegitimate son? Sorry, they need my approval even to see you one last time.” “Not convinced? Hold it in.” Chapter 2 When Giselle and Julian’s mom rushed into the funeral home lounge. Julian had already become a handful of warm ash. Packed in a rather inconspicuous wooden box. “Julian! Julian ah!” Mother-in-law still couldn’t accept reality. Holding the urn, rolling on the ground, weeping不成声 (choking with sobs). Giselle was still dressed gently. Just hair slightly messy, face pale. She grabbed my arm. “You have such a cruel heart! Even if an accident happens halfway through surgery, bone marrow can still be extracted! Even using machines, should have extracted the bone marrow!” “You just burned him like this, you burned my son’s life!” Julian floated behind Giselle. Originally prepared to comfort Giselle’s broken pain. Even opened his arms, wanting to hug her. Hearing this sentence, his hands froze in mid-air. A crack appeared on his always aloof face. I disgustedly threw off Giselle’s hand, pulled out a tissue to wipe the place she touched. Pointed to the urn in mother-in-law’s arms. “Didn’t you always want Julian? Gifted to you.” “One thousand degrees high temperature, burned clean. The bone marrow you want, should be carbon now. Do you want to grab a handful back for Leo to drink with water?” “Ah——!!!” Giselle finally couldn’t hold it back, let out a sharp scream. She grabbed my shoulder and cursed: “You knew clearly Leo was waiting for life-saving! How could you burn him so fast! You still don’t know, that is Julian’s biological son, biological son ah!” I just wanted to say, I know. “Slap!” A crisp sound. Mother-in-law slapped Giselle’s face. “Bastard thing! How do you talk to President Fiona!” Chapter 3 Giselle was beaten to turn her head, covering her face, looking at this thin little old lady in disbelief. Mother-in-law’s hand was still shaking. “It’s all you harmful spirit! It’s you! It’s all you who killed my Julian!” Mother-in-law seemed to age ten years in an instant. Sat on the ground, holding Julian’s urn crying. “My son ah! How could you be so muddled! You studied hard for ten years to walk out of that poor mountain ditch, hard easy got a great future, got such a good wife like Fiona, how could you… how could you be blinded by lard!” “For a vixen, for a bastard, you don’t even want your life! How do you let your mom live in the future ah!” Julian floated in mid-air, eye rims instantly red. “Mom, this is all my own will, Leo is not a bastard, he is the root of our Vance family ah…” Pity, separated by yin and yang. Mother-in-law couldn’t hear his words. Only blindly vented full hatred on Giselle. She climbed up, grabbed Giselle’s hair: “You pay back my son! You return Julian to me! You bad luck star, as long as I am here one day, I am not finished with you!” Giselle was pushed staggering, but didn’t say a word. When security guards came to drag her away forcibly. She still looked at mother-in-law uncertainly, like looking at an ally who suddenly turned against her. My heart felt blocked. Even a rural old lady like mother-in-law knew. Julian’s current life was hard-earned. Only Julian himself didn’t know. After Giselle left. Mother-in-law carefully pulled my sleeve. “Fiona… Mom feels bitter in heart.” “Although Julian was muddled, he is gone after all, should we give him a big funeral?” I said angrily: “You handle it, Julian died unnatural death. According to rules, big funeral for unnatural death is unlucky.” “Besides, company is very busy recently, I don’t have time to deal with those relatives far away.” Mother-in-law stunned a bit, but looking at my cold side face. Seemed to understand. Without Julian, she is nothing in this family. Mumbled for a long while. She finally sighed: “Listen… listen to you.” “Mom listens to you now.” Chapter 4 In the following days, Julian’s soul became more and more anxious. I didn’t need to listen to assistant’s report. From his anxious expression could see. Leo’s vital signs were weakening bit by bit. Giselle spent all savings to save son, but it was just a drop in the bucket. Julian raged incompetently at me who was having a video conference: “Fiona, even if you lend Giselle a little money? That is loan! Will pay back later!” “How can you be so cold-blooded? If Leo dies, you can’t get away with it either!” I slowly drank a sip of coffee. “My money is earned by hard work, not like Giselle sleeping to be a mistress, why should I give?” “That child live or die concern me what matter? Your dirty affair product, why rely on my head?” Two questions, Julian couldn’t answer one. He floated in mid-air, mouth opened and closed. Hardly held himself into a pig liver colored semi-transparent balloon. I rubbed my eyebrows, thinking when to hire a priest to send Julian away completely. Afternoon, I went to pick up Nora from school. At school gate, Giselle rushed over again. Probably son really dying soon. She exuded a despair of near death all over. “Fiona! Fiona you stop!” Bodyguards immediately stepped forward to block her. Giselle actually thumped down on knees. “Fiona, beg you! Save Leo!” It was dismissal time, surrounding all parents and students. This kneel, immediately attracted countless onlookers. She lifted head, forehead full of blood stains, so pitiful: “You also been a mother, you are also a mom! How can you watch a six-year-old child die helplessly!” “Leo is almost gone! Although Julian died, there is still Nora!” “Nora and Leo are half-siblings ah! Matching definitely can succeed!” “Sister saving brother, heaven principle earth right! Julian could die for Leo, your daughter drawing some bone marrow what’s wrong!” Crowd uproar. Countless gazes like searchlights hit on me. Nora was scared shivering. Giselle cried more miserably: “Nora is seven, regeneration ability strong, drawing a little is fine! Leo is Julian’s only son, beg you save him!” Sunset afterglow sprinkled on Giselle’s blood-stained face. Gilded her with a layer of tragic gold edge. And I in black haute couture, appeared cold and ruthless. Passers-by overflowed with cheap sympathy. “This mom is also quite pitiful.” “Yes ah, child is innocent, only six, also a life.” “Biological sister not save? This is too cold-blooded, rich people indeed hard-hearted.” An uninformed auntie, stood out with justice face to accuse me: “This lady, be person want generous. Since can save, let your daughter help a hand, accumulate virtue do good deeds.” I sneered, only felt absurd. Let bodyguard take Nora back to car first. I looked at that auntie. “This big sister, your grandson should also be six right? Why not let your grandson donate bone marrow?” “Anyway you also said, accumulate virtue do good deeds.” Auntie face changed, awkwardly retreated: “I… I have no relation with her…” I hooked lips smiled, word by word clearly said to onlookers. “This is my husband’s first love, knowing my husband already married, she still knowingly be mistress gave birth to illegitimate son.” “My husband for donating bone marrow to this illegitimate son, died on operating table few days ago, she caused me lose husband, my daughter lose father.” “Now, this woman to save illegitimate son, again hit idea on my daughter.” I looked around, voice cold: “Mistress wants original match’s daughter to donate bone marrow? Is it you, you generous?” Whole field dead silence. People pointing just now, instantly shut up. Disdain, disgust gazes. Transferred from me to Giselle. Chapter 5 Julian anxious bad, he suddenly realized: “Why didn’t I think, Nora is also my child! She is Leo’s sister!” He righteously ordered me. “Fiona! You agree her, Nora still small, recover fast, drawing a little bone marrow won’t die!” “Leo is Vance family only seedling! Nora sacrifice a little for brother what’s wrong?” I was angered laugh. This is the man I once loved. This is Nora’s biological father. Lucky he already died, can only incompetent rage, can’t personally push daughter into fire pit. Giselle already somewhat crazy, rushed towards car. “Give Nora to me… she is Leo’s life… give me!” Inside car, Nora looked at this terrifying face, scared eyes wide open. My patience finally exhausted. Few steps forward, grabbed Giselle collar, fiercely threw her on ground! I person always decent. Never thought personal hand move. But she shouldn’t shouldn’t, hit idea on Nora. Her child is her life, my child is my life. She insist step on my bottom line go crazy. I had to let her grow memory. Sharp high heel stepped on her hand. “Ah——!” Giselle’s right hand back pinned by me on asphalt road. Watching her painful look. I increased force, fiercely grinded a circle. “Want touch my daughter? You also worthy?” “Don’t say donate bone marrow, my daughter even lose a hair, I will find you settle account.” I slightly leaned over. “Sister save brother heaven principle earth right? Sorry, my daughter is only child, she has no such bastard brother.” “Fiona——!!!” Julian see Giselle suffer, heart ache facial features all crack. He swing fist want stop me, but time and time pass through my body. Look ba, regret dead right? Early knew not go operating table right? Alive time couldn’t protect them, died become ghost, still a waste. My foot again force grind, until Giselle pain faint pass. Then disgustedly took back foot. Rubbed blood on heel on Giselle clothes. Ordered driver: “Drive.”

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I like Xavier Vance, this is a secret. Because he and my sister Chloe are Childhood Sweethearts. Since childhood, the two grandfathers set an Arranged Marriage Pact for them. I thought I hid my little crush unknowingly. But Chloe accidentally discovered my secret diary. “Zoe, are you crazy? He is your future brother-in-law.” “How can you be so shameless?” That year, I actively applied for a school out of state. Packed up and moved out of the house, never went back. I thought I would never have any interaction with Xavier again in this life. Until tracking a news story. I was besieged by a group of mysterious bodyguards in a hotel. “Watch the fire exits and elevator exits. “Search every room!” … Chapter 1 Hearing rushed footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. My entire back was soaked with sweat from nervousness. Last week, a junior reporter from our network, just because he interviewed a person involved. Was put in a sack in the underground garage and had three ribs broken. “Hello hello.” Assistant Mia’s anxious voice came from the earpiece. “What to do Zoe, how about I call the police first.” “You absolutely cannot have any mishaps, I’m scared.” I wiped cold sweat, looked at the suite terrace direction, gritted teeth and pried out the SD Card. “Don’t worry, I have a way to hide.” Just the moment I climbed over the terrace glass fence. The sound of key card swiping came from the door. Several bodyguards in black suits quickly rushed into the room. “Where is the person?” “This is the top floor, impossible to run away.” Watching the voices getting closer and closer. I stuffed the SD card into my mouth, dived headfirst into the open-air pool next door. Just swam a few steps, head suddenly hit a “wall”. I grabbed randomly twice, then suddenly realized the touch was not right. Why is there a person in the water? Water rippled, I didn’t see the person’s face clearly. But now can’t care so much. I bowed twice to him in the water, silently said. “Please, save me.” In the moment of crisis, that person just slightly stunned, then calmly surfaced. Then a big hand quickly wrapped around my neck. Pressed my long hair floating on the water surface down. Afraid of uncontrollably floating up. I could only rudely hug that person’s hard waist tight. I couldn’t hear what they said clearly. Could only feel the hard abs in front of me scraping my face with every sentence he spoke. Don’t know exactly how long passed. Before I felt my lungs were about to completely explode in the next second. That big hand wrapped again, fished me out of the water. Chapter 2 Mind full of thanks haven’t had chance to speak, even breath haven’t had time to catch. The moment I surfaced. I saw Xavier Vance’s cloud-light wind-light face. Heart fiercely twitched. How could it be him? I subconsciously grabbed a bath towel from the side and buckled it on my head. Xavier just stood in the water like that, didn’t move. He stared at my two exposed eyes for several seconds, then asked: “Need to call police?” I hurriedly shook my head like a rattle drum. “Wait for people outside to leave, I’ll have someone send you out.” No other way. I nodded while climbing up the pool edge embarrassedly. After getting ashore, didn’t forget to bow properly to Xavier to express thanks. But he directly treated me as air, dived into water and swam two laps again. Sitting on the chair by the pool, I couldn’t help secretly rejoicing. Good thing the light is dim. Good thing he didn’t have much impression of me originally. Just carefully wiping the SD card, Xavier’s phone on the table aside rang. I glanced at the screen from inside the tightly covered bath towel. Only one word on it. “Chloe.” Phone rang fully three times, Xavier then slowly walked ashore, directly pressed speaker. My eyes for a time didn’t know where to put, but ears still subconsciously pricked up. “Xavier, my birthday party in a few days, you must come.” “All old classmates, lively together.” Night wind blew a bit cold, I could only curl up body to cover myself tighter. Chatted for four or five minutes, but mostly Chloe talking herself. Before hanging up, she didn’t forget to add gently. “I also haven’t seen you for a long time.” When my thoughts drifted far away, hotel waiter pushed dining cart and sent many foods. Xavier pushed a plate of exquisite dim sum to me. I hurriedly waved hand, pressing voice pretending polite said: “You are too polite. But thanks, no need.” Xavier looked at me, then looked down at the dining plate. “Didn’t you like eating these when you were little?” “…” Chapter 3 A week has passed since accidentally bumping into Xavier at the hotel. The news about fake socialites plus plastic surgery yin-yang contracts I risked to shoot has also been successfully reported and broadcasted. But I still haven’t recovered from the panic, occasionally disconnecting suddenly. “Zoe.” Editor-in-chief called me several times, then pulled my three souls and seven spirits back. “This is Mr. Liu, our network’s biggest Sponsor this year.” “Hello, I am Zoe Sterling from Kyoto TV.” Originally just wanted to shake hands politely. Didn’t expect hand just extended was grabbed by Mr. Liu. Greasy fat fingertips rubbed back and forth on back of my hand several times. That mouth squeezing out some saliva with every move. Was full of irregular big yellow teeth. “Good, good.” He patted back of my hand twice again. “Really young and promising.” “I remember that quite hot social section headline of your network a few days ago, was Little Zoe’s right.” I smiled and withdrew my hand. “Mr. Liu you flatter me.” Editor-in-chief of course saw my non-cooperation. Glared at me without trace, whispered. “Zoe, ability is ability.” “But only having professional ethics, can’t survive in TV station.” “Your program ratings are good, but sponsorship you pull every year is always bottom.” “Being pulled hand won’t lose a piece of meat, don’t fake noble.” “Don’t forget my purpose of bringing you to dinner.” My heart felt physiological nausea, but still nodded. Suddenly, peripheral vision glimpsed outside private room door, seemed a somewhat familiar figure flashed past. But before my brain reacted, was pushed out by editor-in-chief. “Don’t always daze, go toast Mr. Liu a glass.” Chapter 4 Said one glass. Actually one glass after another. Not few rounds, I already started dizzy and brain swollen, walking like stepping on cotton. But I just drilled into restroom, editor-in-chief followed in. She was aggressive, a look of asking for guilt. “Zoe, everyone waiting for you a junior, is this good?” “Did you listen to my words or not?” “Such a good opportunity for you, you still push three push four.” “Do you know, how much money Liu invested in Pam’s program last year alone.” “Didn’t ask you to do anything, just drink two glasses of wine. Who are you showing this reluctant face to.” My tongue indeed not as useful as when sober. Mumbled for a long time didn’t say a word. Editor-in-chief rolled eyes, reached out to pull me back. At this time, a person slowly walked out from the men’s room aside. My heart fiercely jumped twice. Just now I indeed didn’t see wrong. Editor-in-chief’s action of pulling people, after seeing clearly the comer is Xavier, directly froze halfway. She probably froze for two or three seconds. Suddenly 360 degree face change. Piling full face smile, threw away my arm hurriedly leaned towards target. “Mr. Vance? Really is you.” “Our Director wanted to appoint a meeting with you before, always no chance.” “Isn’t this coincidental?” “Are you dining here? Really so coincidental hahaha.” “Don’t know when you have time, we really want to do an exclusive interview with you.” Xavier had no expression. Just while washing hands looked at me through mirror. Probably quiet for a few breaths, Xavier then lightly opened mouth. “Your network’s style of liking employees to accompany drinking for sponsorship, I don’t quite like.” “So, no need.” Editor-in-chief’s smile instantly froze on face. She dryly opened mouth several times, but didn’t say a word. Xavier pulled out handkerchief wiped, bypassed editor-in-chief and walked out. I actually was more nervous than editor-in-chief, clenched fists bit tight teeth. When he passed by me, I didn’t even dare to lift head. Just when Xavier walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned back. “Zoe, follow up.” Chapter 5 Under editor-in-chief’s pupil suddenly shrinking gaze. I awkwardly followed Xavier out of the restaurant. “Dizzy?” I shook head. “Want vomit?” I still shook head. “Live where?” I shook head again. Then suddenly woke up, hurriedly reported an address string. Car drove not fast not slow. A very light but familiar woody scent uncontrollably drilled into nose. Probably sophomore year high school, school anniversary party. Xavier as outstanding graduate was invited back to do opening speech. I was host of the party, but period came moment before going on stage. White dress was dyed red a big patch. Stage lights already on, simply no time for me to change clothes. Xavier took off his suit jacket handed to me. He said “Go, it’s okay.” Later when he gave speech he only wore that light blue shirt. And I draped that jacket whole time. From that day, my brain dead remembered Xavier’s scent. This jacket actually still with me. Because he didn’t ask me for it, I also greedily didn’t return. “Chloe’s birthday party, you going back?” I was interrupted thoughts by sudden question, hurriedly turned face to other side relieve guilt. “I, recently quite busy.” “Should, not go back right.” Xavier nodded, didn’t pursue asking. Car soon drove to community gate. “Can walk yourself?” I nodded like pounding garlic. “Can, actually I didn’t drink much.” I deliberately widened eyes stuck out chest, showing I am very energetic. But first step out of car, thump a kneel kowtowed to opposite big tree. Xavier wanted get off help me. “Don’t, you don’t move.” I hurriedly hugged big tree stood up on spot. “I just stepped on air.” “Thanks for sending me back, Bro…” Brother-in-law these two words finally didn’t shout out. I used all body strength, walked a straight line step by step forward. This moment, I just want hurry escape from behind that burning gaze range.

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Just as the Epidural from my C-Section was wearing off, Julian Vance suddenly said to me: “The Sugar Baby I keep lost her cat, I have to go help her find it.” I looked at the baby in the incubator, incredulous: “I risked half my life to give birth to your child, and now you are going to find a cat for another woman?” He adjusted his cufflinks, tone matter-of-fact: “The child has nurses and nannies watching, nothing will happen.” “But that is the cat she raised for three years, it’s her life.” My wound hurt so much I gasped, tears bursting out: “Julian Vance, in your eyes, me and the child are not even as good as an animal?” “Don’t change the concept.” He impatiently looked at his watch, threw a Black Card on the bedside table: “She is sensitive, if I don’t go she will do something stupid. You are Mrs. Vance, be sensible.” “What if I don’t let you go?” He seemed to hear a joke, leaned over and patted my face: “Then please leave with nothing. You know, I don’t like disobedient women.” That moment, my heart was colder than the wound. … Chapter 1 Maybe the cold sweat after anesthesia soaked my hair, making me look too embarrassed. Julian chuckled low: “Serena, remember when you had malposition and were pushed into the operating room? When the doctor asked you to sign the critical notice yourself, I was in the ward next door, accompanying Lila for a checkup.” “She cut her finger and insisted I blow on it to stop the pain. That feeling of being relied on is something you can never give, do you understand?” My blood seemed to flow backward, couldn’t even feel the severe pain of the wound. That day, I lay on the gurney calling Julian’s name non-stop, but the nurse told me family couldn’t be found. When I called him, his tone was light, saying he finally signed a big deal. I was still blaming myself, wondering if I disturbed him. Julian leaned over to kiss away my tears: “Actually I was quite worried about you, but Lila is too timid, she dared not do the checkup alone, so I could only wrong you first.” I stared dead at the light strip on the ceiling, eyes so sour they almost exploded. Julian seemed very satisfied with my reaction, took out a Black Card and stuffed it under the quilt corner. “Sorry Serena, I know this is unfair to you. But if you insist on divorce, for the face of the Vance family, I must take this newborn child away, and you, must leave with nothing.” “But if you are willing to endure for the child, the position of Mrs. Vance is forever yours, and this card is yours to swipe.” Today should have been the new start of our happy life. Just half an hour ago, the nurse praised the pure gold Silver Rattle Mr. Vance prepared for the child as exquisite. Now, I looked at the man who shared my bed for eight years like a joke. “Julian Vance, why tell me these? Why pick the time when I just walked back from the gate of hell?” Julian slowly wiped my sweat, eyes showing near perverted pity: “Because I love you. You are my first wife, hiding things from you feels like disloyalty to marriage.” He paused, hooked a smile: “Of course, there is another reason. I really want to see your broken expression. Seeing you crying so fragile and helpless on the sickbed makes my heart ache, makes me want to compensate you more.” “So, Serena, stop making trouble okay? I will still respect you as before, hmm?” I fiercely grabbed the water cup, Black Card… everything I could reach by the pillow, threw at him crazily: “Get out! Julian Vance, get out!” Julian just flicked the dust off his suit, turned and walked to the door. “Fine, still have strength to throw things, looks like won’t die.” “You calm down first. I have to go help that little crybaby find her cat.” The ward door closed softly. I looked at the bloody mess on the floor, heart colder than the wound. Chapter 2 I locked myself in the ward, pulled out all needles and instruments. Used fingernails to dig fiercely at the unhealed wound, until consciousness gradually blurred. In boundless darkness, I returned to the time when I was kicked out of home for being with him. At that time Julian, to gather money for my surgery, worked three jobs in heavy rain. He knelt at the clinic door soaked through, smiling silly at me: “Serena don’t fear, as long as I am here, the King of Hell can’t take you away.” Later we rented a moldy Basement Apartment, no heating in winter, he put my feet in his chest: “Serena, when I have money, I will carry you back to the Sterling family gloriously, no one can give you a look.” Later, we supported each other, fulfilled promises… Open eyes again, woken by sister’s call. “Sister! Julian Vance is crazy! How dare he openly bring the mistress to our home to provoke?” I tremblingly clicked open the photo. In the picture, Julian was tightly holding Lila’s hand making a heart shape at my parents’ door. Headline glaring: [Deeply Affectionate CEO with New Love, Old Love’s Parents Send Blessings] Comment section exploded. I dialed his number with shaking hands to question. He was unusually cold: “Lila said she found clues about the cat near your home, I took her to look. Media loves to write nonsense, if you really can’t stand it, call your family, let them clarify.” I forced my body with stitches not removed, took a taxi to the hotel he located. In a trance, remembered when he first started business and became famous, real estate tycoon’s only daughter and finance circle rich beauty publicly showed love to him. Whole New York circle betting which high branch Julian this poor boy would climb. But he bought all outdoor big screens in the city, only rolling one photo of me: “Serena is my only wife, never change in this life.” After that day, everyone knew Julian was a “Wife Spoiling Maniac”. Because of this, his public betrayal today appeared so absurd and ironic. Pushed open the door, saw mess all over the floor. Julian half kneeling by the sofa, carefully rubbing Lila’s ankle. Hearing door open sound, he didn’t turn head, low voice said: “Since you came, go pour a glass of warm water for Lila, she hasn’t recovered from the shock just now.” Lila slowly turned around, inadvertently revealing red marks on collarbone, stuck out tongue at me: “Sister sorry oh, I didn’t expect Brother Julian would really leave you and the child for my cat. I also persuaded him, but he is too nervous about me, I also have no way.” She blinked innocent big eyes, exclaimed: “Aiya, just now too rush, seem didn’t use protection. Brother Julian dislikes wearing that most, but Sister rest assured, I will obediently take medicine, absolutely won’t be like you, make a child to tie him.” That instant, strong nausea rushed to top of head. I fiercely dry heaved. Julian almost subconsciously rushed over: “Serena? What’s wrong? Is the wound open? I’ll call driver send you to hospital immediately!” I used all strength, fiercely pushed away his hand. “Don’t touch me! Julian Vance, you make me sick!” Julian stumbled a step, face sank, roared at Lila watching the show aside: “Still dazing for what? Get out!” Lila stunned by the roar, eye rims instantly red. Julian finally couldn’t help it, quickly dropped a kiss on her forehead, lowered voice coaxing: “Good girl, listen go out first. Tonight I will still go accompany you, hmm?” Lila then broke tears into smile, handily threw empty condom box on coffee table, provocatively glanced at me. Julian turned around and changed to that concerned face again: “Serena, better?” “I understand your grievance, after all just gave birth emotion sensitive. So, if you want divorce, except child, I can talk anything.” I pinched palm dead tight, until pain covered nausea. “Julian Vance, I won’t divorce.” I didn’t know what I was insisting on. Maybe unwillingness for eight years of youth fed to dogs, maybe obsession that newborn child can’t be without father. I grabbed fruit knife, against my neck threaten: “Julian Vance, you dare divorce, I dare die for you to see!” Julian finally panicked, swore to send Lila away, cut clean with her. Look, he still cares about me, right? As long as he cares, maybe everything can go back. Just I didn’t expect, this temporary compromise, was just paving way for greater humiliation later. Chapter 3 One month later, day of child’s full moon banquet, Julian and my biological sister’s half-naked bed photo exploded hot search. Double betrayal of relative and lover like dull knife cut throat, I pointed at sister I loved since small, voice shaking: “He is your biological brother-in-law! How can you be so shameless!” Sister一脸 (face full) innocent hid behind Julian, red eye rims not speaking. Julian calmly took out a Paternity Test, crushed all my struggles: “Serena, don’t use sister airs to press people. You are simply not Sterling family daughter.” “What qualification you have to manage who your sister is with?” Overnight, I lost family, became laughing stock of whole city. And Julian suddenly announced: “Although Serena is just a wild seed of unknown origin, since married, I will be responsible for her to the end. No matter her status, I will still love her as always, protect her whole life.” A round of thick-skinned defense, Julian not only lost infidelity hard injury, instead won “Infatuated Good Man” name. Just in shadow flash light couldn’t reach, he gently leaned to my ear, Tone helpless and doting, like coaxing an unsensible child: “Serena, last time you threatened me, I was very unhappy. Today letting you lose family, is just a small lesson.” He sighed, finger pulp stroking my face: “To reward you giving birth for me, I already endured a month not staying at Lila’s place overnight, but men always need to breathe, you have to understand me.” “I thought our eight years feeling, you would be more sensible, didn’t expect you make it so ugly, I am a bit disappointed.” “Next time dare threaten me again, don’t regret.” Next day, to thoroughly cut my thought, more to coax Lila happy. Julian forcefully took child from my arms. He said Lila’s cat couldn’t be found, wanted a child to replace. I knelt on ground begged him, I can want nothing, just beg don’t touch my child. But coldly rejected by him: “Serena, Lila just wants freshness, what wrong giving child to her few days? You are Mrs. Vance, be generous.” My spirit collapsed day by day, started insomnia whole night, even taking medicine could only hear child tear heart crack lung cry. Until some day, I took advantage nanny not notice, rushed to Lila’s apartment. Pushed door open, only saw Lila busy posing for camera, and my child face held green purple, struggling alone. Even, she disgusted pushed child a bit: “Stop crying, annoying dead.” I rushed over like crazy, pressed her on sofa beat, scratched her face full of blood. Julian arrived, to vent anger, also to substantiate my “Illness”, turned head tied me to mental hospital. Three days closed treatment, endless darkness and abuse. Back home again, haven’t touched door handle, heard inside face red ear red sounds. “Serena, you quiet outside a while, I finish soon.” That instant, I suddenly found myself is the third party, Secretly took out hidden safety pin, time and time cut open wrist blood vessel. Wake again, Julian sat by bed, beard stubble a circle. See me open eyes, he fierce held my hand: “Serena, are you crazy? This bit matter worth dying?” “I admit this time I played too much fire, but I didn’t think force you to death.” “As long as you good good, don’t toss yourself again, you want what I give all, okay?” Looking at his this look, I suddenly felt a bit trance. That boy who ran half city for me, that man who swore never let me drop a tear, how became this look now? We used to help each other like fish in dry water, those bitter days all survived, how people instead changed? I quietly looked at him, near ethereal asked: “Julian Vance, do you still have me in heart?” He stunned, immediately warm kisses dense fall: “Fool, say what nonsense?” “I later only love you one person.” In that half month of hospitalization, we seemed to return to passionate love period. Everyday personal feed rice, wipe body for me, even pushed all social events accompany me walk in garden. But I knew, this was just calm before storm. Because less than three days after I discharged, he started not return all night again. Chapter 4 “Serena, you have what anger vent on me, don’t difficult Lila.” “This matter has no relation with her, is I can’t let go her, is I death pester insist find her.” Looking at vigilance and protection in Julian’s eyes, I suddenly understood, Julian started serious. He couldn’t give Lila status, then secretly transferred ten percent shares to her, beautiful name said years company compensation. Their “Together” three thousand days anniversary, set off fireworks whole night, that was starry sky exclusive for Lila. I stood before floor window, heart like hard raw torn open. I thought of many years ago, we squeezed in leaking basement, New Year he only afford a box five dollar fireworks. He stubbornly lit every one for me, voice choked: “Sorry Serena, let you suffer with me, even a decent firework can’t afford.” “But I swear, wait we have money later, I want let whole world best fireworks only bloom for you one person.” That time a box fireworks, was his all to me. Now whole city fireworks, is his surprise to Lila. Turns out, he is not unromantic, he just doesn’t want be romantic to me anymore. Truly crushed me was that so-called “Family Banquet”. Julian originally wanted announce my “Recovered” news, result at table suddenly changed mouth, public announce Lila is his this life only salvation. Looking Lila wearing dress I hand picked stand beside him, looking their overlapped hands. I went crazy. I picked up crying child rushed up question: “Julian Vance! You treat her as salvation, then what is my eight years count?! Our child count what?!” Julian first time protected Lila in arms, immediately fierce pushed me a bit. “Bang”. Me and child together fell from third floor. Wake again, Julian hands hold head, full face regret. Child gone. I some trance, probably even he couldn’t watch down right. I thought of before those lives had to abort because career rising period. Doctor long said my uterine wall very thin, hard conceive later. Julian that time crying begged me: “No matter Serena, we don’t want child, I only want you fine.” Now, this hard come small life, finally still became sacrifice of our deformed marriage. Julian cried like helpless child: “Serena, sorry, really sorry…” But my heart already thoroughly died with that child. He didn’t go accompany Lila, but Lila found herself. She stood at ward door, tears like broken line beads falling down. “Sister, sorry, I originally didn’t want tell you this time…” “But, I am pregnant.” String stretch to limit, finally broke. I grabbed water cup fierce smashed over: “Roll!” Julian almost instant blocked in front of Lila: “Is you yourself want hold child rush up, concern Lila what matter!” “You have what anger rush me come, don’t touch her!” I like a soul-less puppet, let tears silent flow. Julian seemed realized something, wanted come hug me like before. Just one second before his fingertip touch me. I opened mouth: “I agree.” His hand stiff in mid-air: “What?” “I said, I agree divorce.”

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After taking in a troubled youth, he blushed and promised me he wouldn’t be an Escort anymore. I worked three jobs a day, desperately helping him pay off his club debts. Caleb Vance always thanked me physically in bed. When emotions were intense, he would softly act spoiled: “Scarlett, I like you so much.” “Shall we get married in the future?” My heart skipped a beat. On his birthday, I took a big order to deliver a cake to a young heir of the Upper East Side. Just about to push the door open, a familiar voice came from the VIP Lounge. “Little Master, haven’t you played enough? You wouldn’t be serious about that old woman, right?” The usually obedient Caleb, now with a cigarette between his fingers. Sneered: “How is that possible? Just teasing her for fun.” “Her, she loves me crazily. If I really left, she might seek life and death.” My gaze, however, crossed over Caleb and looked at the man beside him. That was a man who looked fully eighty percent like him. Actually the person I hid in the bottom of my heart, dared not think of again. … Chapter 1 Caleb seemed not wanting to continue the topic about me. He frowned, impatience appeared on that exquisite face. “Why hasn’t the cake delivery come yet? I have to go back before twelve.” People around looked at each other, but no one dared to speak. Everyone knew, this Young Master Vance is the most moon-surrounded-by-stars little prince in New York. But recently he actually fancied an old woman full eight years older than him. What’s more shocking is, this little prince specially pretended to be poor and pitiful to beg for shelter. And the old woman being played in everyone’s eyes, me. Was standing outside the lounge door carrying the cake. At this moment I didn’t care about Caleb’s sarcasm at all. Gaze dead fixed on the man beside him. That man wore a black shirt, cuffs rolled up to forearms, side profile sharp and familiar. Fully eighty percent similar to Caleb. Man seemed to sense something, suddenly looked up towards the door. Gaze sharp as a hawk, landed squarely on me. I hurriedly lowered my head. A waiter happened to push a dining cart over to serve dishes. I put the cake on the cart, asked him to help me send it in. Inside the lounge came Caleb’s careless voice: “Bro, what are you looking at?” Bro? My whole body shook, brain exploded with a bang. Turns out they are brothers. No wonder they look so alike. When I got home, it was already approaching early morning. I collapsed on the bed exhausted. When Caleb pushed the door and entered, I had already fallen asleep lightly. He got on the bed and hugged my shoulder, dropping a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Sorry Scarlett, company overtime today, I came back late.” I smelled the faint tobacco scent on him, frowned. Asked knowingly: “Did you smoke?” Caleb’s face changed, immediately denied: “How is that possible? Scarlett you said you don’t like smoke smell, I never smoke that stuff.” “This might be accidentally stained on clothes, I’ll go take a shower.” I was sleepy, lazy to continue tangling with him. “Forget it, don’t bother, sleep first.” Caleb’s hand unbuttoning clothes paused. “Scarlett, did you forget something?” “Today is my birthday… where is my birthday gift?” Caleb liked a watch for a long time, it was a light luxury brand, cost several thousand. I saved salary for more than a month, just lacked three hundred. Accidentally took the order to deliver birthday cake to the Upper East Side heir, running fee alone was five hundred. Original thought was to buy the watch back for him after work. Now it seems, there is no need anymore. The Upper East Side heir doesn’t lack these few melons and dates. I closed my eyes, “It’s past midnight now, your birthday ended early.” Seeing my cold reaction, Caleb’s patience completely ran out. He pulled me up from the bed. “Scarlett, you can’t be like this.” “You said you would treat me well, how come you changed heart now? Even my birthday you don’t care?” I looked at his aggrieved eyes, couldn’t help sneering. “Okay, since you are so insecure, shall we go get Marriage License tomorrow?” “Didn’t you say you want to marry me?” Chapter 2 This time it was Caleb’s turn to be speechless. I continued to press: “What? You are not willing?” He lowered his eyes, voice soft and aggrieved: “No, I just think it’s a bit too sudden…” “I have no savings now, can’t afford house or car, can’t give you a good life.” “Wait for me a few more years, okay?” I really admire Caleb’s touching acting skills, almost fooled himself. Recalling the first time I saw Caleb, it was in a bar. He was surrounded by a group of women, constantly pouring alcohol into his mouth. I was instantly attracted by the tear mole at the corner of his eye. Like, too alike. Whether it’s looks, or situation. So when the tenth bottle of wine was pushed onto the table, I rushed up without hesitation. “How many bottles left? I’ll drink for him.” Those women were about to speak with dissatisfaction, but Caleb looked up. The moment he saw me, his eyes lit up. He stumbled up from the sofa, gently grabbed my cuff. “Sister, save me…” Ghost messenger god send, I took Caleb away from the club. Knew I shouldn’t meddle. But the way he looked up at me, was too like him back then. Same brows and eyes, same embarrassment, same… made my heart soft. Back then I failed to protect him, watched helplessly as he disappeared. This regret, like a thorn, pricked me for several years. So hearing Caleb owed the club one million Penalty Fee, I still brought him home without hesitation. Even if I had to work three more jobs a day, tired to half death. But whenever I saw that similar face, could stay away from noise and debauchery, live peacefully. I felt very safe. But now, I am tired. “Caleb Vance, how long are you going to pretend?” “No, I should call you Young Master Vance right? You condescended to play house with me for so long, should be enough right.” The expression on Caleb’s face cracked. He pulled a stiff arc at the corner of his mouth: “Sister, what are you talking about? I don’t understand…” I didn’t speak, just looked at him coldly. Time passed minute by minute, air stagnated. Smile on Caleb’s face completely couldn’t hang on. When he looked up again, his eyes were mocking, “Fine, since you know everything, I am too lazy to continue acting.” “Yes, I am the young master of Vance Group. Back then in the bar, I just lost a dare, was punished to drink ten bottles of wine.” “It was you who came up yourself, blocked in front of me with a worried face, and foolishly paid that so-called ‘penalty fee’ for me.” He hooked his lips and chuckled, contemptuously said: “I originally just felt bored, thought your overflowing saint heart look was quite interesting, so I played the poor boy with you for so long.” Saying that, he took out another Black Card, threw it on the coffee table in front of me. “It doesn’t matter if you know the truth now. House, car, luxury jewelry, I can give you whatever you want.” “But you want to marry into the Vance family? Dream on.” My fingertips turned white, didn’t look at that card. Only squeezed out three words from teeth: “Get out.” “What did you say?” Caleb looked incredible. I closed my eyes, repeated: “I said, you get the hell out for me.” Caleb’s face sank instantly, “Scarlett, don’t give face not want face! I tell you, if I leave, don’t come kneeling to beg me later!” He dropped harsh words, slammed the door and left. Chapter 3 At night, my phone vibrated. It was a photo sent by Caleb. In the photo, he sat in the center of the bar booth, hugging left and right, women in his arms smiled like flowers. His neck was printed with ambiguous red marks, eyes looked provocatively at the camera. Caleb probably wanted to anger me, wanted me to regret, wanted me to cry and beg him to come back. But my attention was all attracted by the corner of the photo. There sat a man. He held a cigarette between his fingers, was turning his head talking to the woman beside him, eyes smiling, whole body exuded a careless laziness. My heart fiercely tightened. Him in memory, always in a clean white shirt, silent. When just fell in love, even holding my hand would blush. But him now, brows and eyes revealed the indifference of the romantic field, completely different from the boy back then. My fingertips trembled, sent message: [Where are you?] Caleb replied almost instantly, sent location over. When I rushed to the club, the private room door was not closed tightly, noise inside vaguely came out. I pushed the door open, saw Caleb on the booth at a glance. He saw me, immediately hugged the woman in his arms tighter: “Scarlett, I knew you couldn’t bear to leave me.” “Rushing over so hurriedly, say it, how do you plan to beg me now? Kneel down…” He didn’t finish his words, because I ignored him at all. My gaze passed through him, straight landed on the man behind him. Man sensed my gaze, turned head to meet my eyes. He only glanced lightly, then moved his eyes away. Like seeing an irrelevant stranger. Then looked at the woman beside him again, mouth corner hooked a gentle smile. My heart, felt like fiercely grabbed by an invisible hand. “What are you looking at?” Caleb saw me ignoring him, face instantly turned iron green. He grabbed my wrist, forcefully dragged me to the corridor outside the private room. “Scarlett, you have big guts ah.” “Having me one is not enough, now you are eyeing my brother?” Caleb forced me into the corner, tall figure instantly shrouded me. “But I advise you to have some self-knowledge.” “My brother has a fiancée, it’s that woman beside him just now.” “Miss Lila Sterling of Sterling family, distinguished family background, looks even throw you ten streets away.” He fiercely pinched my jaw, “You also weigh yourself how much you weigh.” I was pinched painful, but dead bit my teeth, eyes stubbornly glanced elsewhere. Caleb was completely enraged by my ignore. He fiercely leaned over, lips with strong alcohol smell about to come close. “Caleb.” A cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupted Caleb’s action. My whole body stiffened, looked up. Julian Vance’s gaze fell on Caleb’s hand holding my wrist, eye color dark scary. Caleb’s arrogant momentum faded mostly, resentfully let go of me. “Bro, you also want to manage me flirting with girlfriend?” “Roll now, don’t force me to go back and use family law.” Julian spoke again, chill in tone even worse. Caleb gritted his teeth, finally dared not talk back again. Before leaving still unwillingly glared at me, “Scarlett, you be honest for me!” Footsteps faded away, only me and him left in the corridor. Air quiet scary, I could hear my own violent heartbeat. Long time, I used all strength, gently called out that name hidden in bottom of heart: “Julian.” His eyes cool thin, “Scarlett, haven’t seen for few years, you become more and more cheap.” Chapter 4 My throat tight, wanted to explain, but was blocked speechless by his next words. “Back then disappeared without a word, left me in place like a fool, now you have face to come back.” He tone sarcastic: “Means also brilliant, can’t seduce me, go hook up my brother?” I looked at the anger surging in Julian’s eyes, that was the fire seed buried by my own hands. After many years, finally burned into a prairie fire. He stepped forward two steps again, looking down at me: “Next month, I and Lila engage.” “Ceremony address, I will let Caleb send to you.” He hooked a faint smile at corner of mouth: “Welcome you to come.” How I went home, I can’t remember myself. Just pushed open the door, saw Caleb leaning on the sofa, looking at me with a smile yet not a smile. “How was it? Rejected right? I said long ago, my brother simply doesn’t look up to your kind of goods.” My whole body strength seemed to be pumped out, didn’t even have mind to argue with him. Just coldly looked at him: “Caleb Vance, we break up, you get out of my house now.” “What did you say?” Smile on Caleb’s face froze, “Scarlett, I don’t agree, want break up? No door!” I looked at his pestering appearance, last bit of patience also ground away. “You pretended poor sold misery, let me pay one million penalty fee for you, treated me as fool played for so long, this account I haven’t calculated yet, what qualification do you have to talk about disagree with me now?” Caleb uncomfortably looked away, “I can pay you back double that money! You can have as much as you want!” “I want money, also want you to get out.” “I won’t get out!” Caleb continued pestering: “Scarlett, there is a party in a few days, my brother will take Lila together. I also need to bring a female companion, you must accompany me.” I was silent for a long time, long enough for Caleb’s face to become darker and darker. Finally slowly opened mouth: “Okay.” Some things, indeed should have an end. On the day of the party, I wore a simple white long dress, followed beside Caleb, walked into the villa. In the magnificent hall, cups and chips exchanged. Julian wore a black suit, posture tall and straight. Lila intimately held his arm. Two people standing together, talented man and beautiful woman, matching dazzlingly. He held Lila, slowly walked towards here. “Caleb, this is your female companion? Rather compare to my imagination… ordinary.” My fingernails deeply embedded into palm. “Ordinary doesn’t matter.” Caleb seemed to sense my wrongness, reached out to embrace my shoulder, “I like is fine.” Julian hooked lips, didn’t speak again. Just looked down at Lila beside him, concerned: “Cold or not? Want to go sit over there a while?” Lila smiled charmingly and nodded, snuggled in his arms, two people turned to leave. When passing by me, Lila suddenly stumbled. Red wine held in hand, mostly spilled on my long dress. Dark red wine stain, bloomed on white fabric, embarrassed unbearable. “Oh my, really sorry,” Lila looked at me with apologetic face, “I didn’t mean it, are you okay?” Julian frowned, but words were spoken to Lila: “Careful, don’t fall.” I pulled corner of mouth, “It’s okay.” “There are spare dresses upstairs, you go change one.” Lila said softly, a trace of subtlety flashed in eyes. I nodded, turned and walked upstairs. Just walked into the room, door behind was closed. Lila followed in. Apology on her face vanished, replaced by a victor’s posture: “Scarlett, I know who you are.” She walked to me, sized me up: “You are the one forgotten in the past by Julian brother right?” “I advise you be sensible, leave early.” “You abandoned him before, don’t expect him to turn back.” “Julian brother’s future wife, will only be me.” I didn’t speak, just looked down at wine stain on body. Just then, whole villa suddenly fell into darkness. Power outage. Chapter 5 Sudden darkness made me tremble all over. Fear instantly swept through whole body. I have night blindness, afraid of dark since childhood, even sleep need to turn on a small night light. Darkness like an invisible hand, tightly gripped my throat. My breathing became rapid, body uncontrollably curled up on the ground, hands dead hugged knees. “Ah! Why sudden power outage!” Lila’s scream sounded, she ran to door shouting: “Julian brother! Save me! I’m so scared!” Not long after, rushed footsteps came from outside door. Door lock opened, a flashlight beam shone in. Julian’s voice anxious: “Lila, how are you?” “Julian brother!” Lila cried and threw into his arms, “I’m so scared, just now so dark…” Julian tightly hugged her, softly comforted: “Don’t fear, I am here.” His gaze, swept over me curled on the ground, but only a faint glance. Then hugged Lila, turned and left the room. I couldn’t help thinking of Julian before. He would put my hand into his coat pocket, would squat down when I was afraid of dark, cover my eyes with warm palm. Softly coax: “Scarlett, I am here, nothing need fear.” Darkness swallowed me again. I didn’t know how long I stayed on the ground. Until villa power system recovered, lights lit up again. I then slowly stood up, stumbled out of room. Banquet downstairs, lively again. I saw Julian at a glance. He was sitting on sofa, patiently peeling orange for Lila. Lila saw me, smiled and waved at me: “Scarlett, you changed clothes? Quick come sit.” I walked over, just sat down, Lila handed a plate of shrimp to me. “Just now matter really sorry, this plate shrimp you taste, count as my apology.” I looked at that plate of bright red shrimp, face pale. I am allergic to Shellfish, very serious kind. This matter, Julian knows better than anyone. Childhood I accidentally ate shrimp, whole body red rash, almost shock. He carried me on back, ran three streets, sent me to hospital. Since then, he never let me touch shrimp again. I lifted eyes look at Julian, his mouth corner held a smile, “Eat, Lila specially peeled for you.” Lila seeing me not move, pushed plate forward again. Surrounding gazes, all fell on me. That bit of luck in my heart, completely shattered. Picked up a shrimp, put in mouth, chewed few times, swallowed. Not long after, a wave of itching feeling, surged from limbs and bones. Large patches of red rash, rapidly spread on my body, both painful and itchy. I dead bit lower lip, not letting myself make a sound. Caleb sensed wrong, fierce stood up, face changed greatly: “Bro, Scarlett is allergic to shrimp, are you crazy!” His voice, attracted everyone’s gaze. Julian also finally looked up, eyes ice cold: “Here not turn for a substitute to speak!” “Bro… what do you mean?”

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My brother is the tragic second male lead in a novel. Right now, heartbroken over the heroine, he’s about to kill himself. I don’t try to talk him out of it. Instead, I lie down on a hotel bed and create a few fake hickeys on my neck. Then, I set up my phone to take a photo from a “boyfriend’s” point of view. Using the persona of some bleach-blond punk, I anonymously send the picture to my brother. “Ur sister is so hot. Decided im gonna marry her. I know im just some punk but ill make her happy. Can u just like, back off?” Then, a follow-up: “Also, shes so fine, my bae 4 life. Ill protect her forever. We gonna be makin out every day.” My brother, with the barrel of a gun pressed to his temple, sees the two messages. His vision goes black. He grits his teeth. With his left hand, he crushes his phone. With his right, he crumples the gun’s steel barrel. Suicide attempt: postponed. There’s a punk out there trying to mess with his sister. And he’s going to kill him. 1 I was an orphan, living on the streets. When I was six years old, a group of men grabbed me, took me to a sprawling mansion, and threw me at the feet of a young man named Sebastian Knight, an heir to one of the city’s most powerful families. That’s when I heard the voices—one was Sebastian’s, the other was something else entirely. The voice was cold and mechanical. “Sebastian Knight, she is the malicious supporting character. She will bring pain to the female lead. You must kill her now to protect the heroine.” I froze. I’m a what? A malicious… character? What does that even mean? Are they… going to kill me? Sebastian let out a lazy sigh and swiveled in his leather chair. A gun was in his hand. Our eyes met. He blinked, then let out a short, incredulous laugh. He pointed at me. “You can’t be serious,” he said to the empty air. “You’re telling me this six-year-old is the villain? What’s she gonna do, attack the heroine with a Barbie water pistol?” The System explained, “She is young now, but when she grows up, she will cause the heroine immense suffering.” They were talking so much. I was so hungry my head was spinning. I couldn’t focus on anything else. I tugged on the hem of Sebastian’s expensive trousers and looked up at him. “Brother,” I whispered, “I want to eat.” The System gasped. “As expected of the beautiful and cunning villainess! Such a powerful move! Truly terrifying! Sebastian, cover your eyes! Don’t let her cuteness sway you! Kill her!” Sebastian paused. “Tch, but she called me brother.” The System’s voice was grave. “Think of the heroine you love. Would you want to see her hurt?” At the mention of the heroine, Sebastian’s expression hardened. He raised the gun. But then, his gaze fell on my skinny, frail arms. He hesitated. “No rush,” he told the System. “Even prisoners on death row get a last meal. We can kill her after she’s eaten.” After I ate, I got sleepy. “Brother, I want to sleep.” The System sighed. “While it’s true she is rather cute, and pitifully small and thin… still! Sebastian, we cannot afford to be soft. Even if she calls us brother, we must not falter!” That set Sebastian off. “Hey, what’s this ‘we’? She only called me brother! Don’t you go getting a big head, you useless System!” They argued for a while. By the time they were done, I had curled up on the rug and fallen fast asleep. The System sighed again. “Let’s get back to business. Kill her quickly.” Sebastian looked down at my sleeping form. “No rush,” he said. “We’ll kill her after she wakes up. It’s bad manners to ambush someone in their sleep.” The System considered this. “True. And when she wakes up, she might even call us brother again… Er, I mean, it will be easier to kill her when she’s awake.” 2 Three months passed. Every single day, Sebastian and the System would plan my demise. And every single day, they’d decide, “No rush, no rush.” Finally, Sebastian declared that my education couldn’t be neglected. The System agreed that this was a valid point. And so, together, they gave me a new name, Aria, and enrolled me in the finest elementary school. From that day on, Sebastian stopped revolving his world around the heroine. Because now, he had to revolve it around my teachers. “Excuse me, teacher, why are two hairs missing from my Aria’s left eyebrow today? If anything happens to her, I will have this entire school razed to the ground!” “Teacher, in this class photo, why isn’t my Aria standing front and center?! For God’s sake, she’s clearly the most beautiful child here! Do you think I donate millions to this school every year for nothing?” The overbearing CEO in him was beginning to bloom. And the little devil in me was, too. The principal started calling Sebastian directly. “Mr. Knight, hello, yes. The thing is, today in class, Aria was caught hiding all the boys’ gym shorts. They’re quite upset.” Sebastian’s reply was deadpan. “Boys don’t need gym shorts. Tell them to stand still and let Aria have her fun.” The principal was speechless. Of course, when I got into too much trouble, Sebastian would try to discipline me. Like the time my teacher called him. “Mr. Knight, I saw Aria reading a book in class that wasn’t part of the curriculum. At first, I thought it was The Call of the Wild and was so pleased she was an admirer of classic literature. But then I looked closer… and it was The Call of the Wild Thing.” Sebastian was about to punish me, but that’s when the System would inevitably sigh in his head. “You know, she’s never had parents. She’s only ever had you.” “Go on, Sebastian. Yell at her. Look at her, just standing there, watching you. She’s not pitiful at all. Not one bit.” That was my cue. I’d look up at Sebastian, take his large hand in both of my small ones, and blink my big, innocent eyes. And just like that, his resolve would crumble. The 500-word apology essay he’d assigned me would become 300 words, then 100. Finally, he told me to just write five words. He was probably expecting “Brother, I am so sorry.” But when he opened the note, it read: “☆I love you, brother☆”. He and the System both gasped in unison. Tears welled up in their eyes, and they couldn’t bring themselves to say another harsh word to me. Heh. This young villainess has a few tricks up her sleeve. 3 I had, however, seen Sebastian truly angry once. He was on a date with the heroine, Seraphina Vale. It was supposed to be an important one. According to the plot, this was the date where he would fall completely in love with her. But just as he arrived, he got a call from my principal. “Mr. Knight, it’s a disaster! We had a school cooking activity today, and Aria’s green beans weren’t cooked all the way through! The entire class of thirty students is being rushed to the hospital! Your Aria… she’s turned into the school’s own Typhoid Mary!” Sebastian had to abandon his date with Seraphina to clean up my mess. I remember it so clearly. It was the first time he ever lost his temper in front of me. He stormed into the principal’s office and roared, “Idiots! They knew Aria was cooking! Why didn’t they think to take an antidote beforehand? Have they considered the psychological trauma this will inflict on my Aria? What if she’s too scared to eat now? She’s already so thin! And you people have the audacity to frighten her further!” The principal, drenched in a cold sweat, nodded furiously. “You’re absolutely right, Mr. Knight! These children today have no foresight! How could they not take an antidote? I’ll have a word with them! I do hope Miss Aria wasn’t too frightened. Please, don’t be angry…” Still, Sebastian was worried that the Great Green Bean Incident would make the other kids avoid me. So, he sent each of the thirty hospitalized students a little get-well gift: a deed to a condo in downtown Manhattan and the keys to a brand-new Rolls-Royce. Every single one of them woke up to find a property title and a car key on their bedside table. They were ecstatic. They asked each other if they had died and gone to heaven. In the end, not a single student held a grudge against me. In fact, many of them started begging me to be their personal chef and cook them some more undercooked green beans. Ever since I got my brother, life had been pretty great. I thought this as I dodged three classmates who were chasing me with empty bowls. 4 Time flew by. The year I turned sixteen, Sebastian was twenty-seven. One day, I was sitting in class when shimmering text started floating above the ceiling, visible only to me. [Such a shame. Is the devoted second male lead, Sebastian Knight, really about to be written out of the story?] [Yeah, the heroine just got engaged to the male lead. She invited Sebastian to the wedding and even rubbed it in his face, comparing him to her poor-but-proud fiancé. She told him, “Sebastian, your Rolex will never shine as brightly as the ambition in his eyes! I’m marrying him, and I hope I have your blessing.” Sebastian was literally shaking.] [The funny thing is, the poor guy’s ambition is to get rich enough to buy a Rolex. I don’t know what she’s on about.] [Never mind that, in twenty minutes, Sebastian is going to shoot himself. Ugh, he’s my favorite character. It’s so sad. After he dies, his business rivals will ruin his family, and his sister Aria will go from a princess to a pauper. So tragic.] My brother is going to kill himself?! I shot up from my desk and bolted out of the school. I couldn’t let him die. I had to find him! But where would he be? I tried calling, but he wasn’t picking up. The call didn’t go to voicemail; it was being rejected. In a flash of inspiration, I knew what I had to do. I would never make it to him in time, wherever he was. Time for some… unorthodox methods. I ran into a costume shop, bought a cheap, bleach-blond wig, and checked into a shady motel next door. I stuffed a towel inside the wig to give it the shape of a head and laid it on the bed. Then I lay down, pinched my neck to create a few angry-looking hickeys, and tore open the collar of my school uniform. I positioned the fake blond head on my chest, closed my eyes, and set my phone’s camera on a timer. Just like that, I had a scandalous-looking, post-coital selfie, taken from a lover’s perspective. In the photo, a girl with a tired expression sleeps, a glaring hickey on her neck. Her white uniform shirt is undone, and a man with shocking blond hair rests his head on her chest. I sent the photo to my brother from an anonymous number. “Ur sister is so hot. Decided im gonna marry her. I know im just some punk but ill make her happy. Can u just like, back off?” And the follow-up: “Also, shes so fine, my bae 4 life. Ill protect her forever. We gonna be makin out every day.” Less than a second later, a reply came through. “You bastard. Who are you?” “Touch her again, and I will kill you.” The text on the ceiling scrolled frantically. [Wait? Why isn’t the second male lead dying?] [I don’t know, he just started screaming something about a ‘bleach-blond punk’ and ‘I’ll kill you’ and then ran out.] I let out a long, shuddering breath and collapsed onto the bed. The knot of terror in my chest finally loosened, just a little. 5 I knew the show wasn’t over yet. I skipped my afternoon classes. That evening, I deliberately came home wearing high heels and a miniskirt. The massive foyer was dark, which was strange. I reached out and flicked on the lights. And there he was. Sebastian, sitting on the central sofa, with the entire household staff standing in two silent rows behind him. He sat on his throne-like chair, broad shoulders pressed against the red velvet, dark hair falling over his forehead. His narrow eyes were cold, his face an emotionless mask. I jumped. “Sebastian? What are you doing home so early?” He didn’t answer. His cold, dark eyes were locked on me, studying me for a long moment. It was late autumn, and I had a coat over my skirt, along with a thick, gray men’s scarf wrapped around my neck, conveniently hiding the hickeys. His voice was calm, almost unnervingly so. “You skipped class this afternoon. Where did you go?” “Um, I… I was out with friends.” “Friends?” His tone was glacial. “Can’t you find any friends who don’t have bleached-blond hair?” I looked down, hiding the guilt on my face, feeling like a student caught cheating by a teacher. Sebastian stood up. The staff immediately understood and filed out of the room, leaving the two of us alone in the cavernous mansion. He walked toward me, step by step, until he stood right in front of me, casting me completely in his shadow. I only came up to his collarbone, and the pressure was so intense I instinctively took a step back. His voice came from above me. “Take off the scarf.” It was strange. I hadn’t actually done anything wrong, so why did I feel so guilty? I forced a sweet smile and looked up at him. “Brother… wait, have you been busy lately? I missed you. Are you tired? Did you miss me?” He looked down at me, his voice cutting like glass. “Either you take it off, or I will.” Fine. There was no getting out of this. I lowered my head. “I’ll do it.” I moved as slowly as I possibly could, but eventually, the scarf came off. It had barely hit the floor before Sebastian kicked it away. In the next second, his cold fingers pressed down hard on the most prominent hickey. The touch made me shiver, but he didn’t pull away. He stared down at me. “What is this?” I said nothing. Sebastian’s jaw was clenched so tight I thought it might crack. “Aria, you’re sixteen, for fuck’s sake! How far did you go with him?” My face burned. I turned away. “It’s none of your business.” He straightened up, looking down at me from his full height, his voice dropping to absolute zero. “I’m going to ask you one last time. Are you going to tell me, or not?” I stared up at him, stunned. From the day he took me in, Sebastian had done nothing but spoil and protect me. I had caused every kind of trouble imaginable, but he had never, ever looked at me like this. His expression was terrifying. It made my blood run cold. If only the System were here. It might have been able to reason with him. But it was off on a mission in another world. I knew I had to keep the act going. Sebastian needed something to live for, something to be angry about. My body started to tremble. Then, I threw myself onto the floor and burst into tears. “I won’t tell you! Why do you keep grilling me like this? You can do anything for Seraphina because you love her! Well, I love my boyfriend, and I can do anything for him too! All I did was love him, what’s so wrong with that? Why are you interrogating me like a criminal? Get away from me!” After that passionate, unhinged, love-crazed monologue, the room fell silent. Sebastian’s expression didn’t change much, but his eyes lost their focus for a moment, as if something had just clicked into place in his mind. He froze, looking down at me, and muttered in disbelief, “Did you… learn this from me?” He stared at the weeping girl on the floor, and it seemed to become hard for him to breathe. Of course a child would grow up to be like the person who raised them. Her current love-crazed state was entirely his fault. He had given everything for Seraphina, so she had learned to do the same. She, too, would give everything for the one she loved, without a thought for the consequences. Even her own body.

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I entered a horror game, but I thought it was an 18+ romance sim. When the cold, aloof pretty boy extended his tentacles, I shyly took one in my hand. “It’s my first time trying this kind of play… Should we maybe start with a kiss?” A faint blush colored the boy’s cheeks as he nodded. But at the final stage, a thick, powerful fishtail coiled around my waist. Trembling, the corrupted final boss leaned down and kissed my lips. “Why are you trying to run away? Weren’t you the one who said you’d love me forever?” Chat: [Hold on, nobody told me you could actually romance the BOSS!] 1 My best friend, Raina, gave me a game called Three Days and Three Nights. The center of the disc’s cover art featured a massive, iridescent fishtail plunging into a boundless ocean. Raina clapped me on the shoulder, her voice filled with passion. “This game is all about the thrill! The suspense! It’s absolutely heart-pounding! I guarantee, once you play it, you’ll never forget it!” Fish… water… three days and three nights… intense. The keywords clicked together in my head, forming a clear picture. This had to be some kind of premium, 18+ spicy romance game! Convinced I understood her hint, I grabbed the disc after work, rushed home, put on my VR headset, and loaded the game. As the progress bar filled, I rubbed my hands together in gleeful anticipation of a beautiful encounter. But then, my vision went black. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a soft, massive bed. The salty, briny smell of the sea filled my nostrils. 2 A dim, yellow light emanated from the chandelier above. I scrambled out of bed and rushed to the window, sticking my head out to look around. All I saw was a misty sky and, in the distance, an endless ocean horizon. I was in the ancient castle from the edge of the cover art, gazing out at the sea. This is so realistic, I marveled. Has technology really come this far? Just then, a thick, viscous liquid went drip, drip, drip onto my head. Huh? Is it raining? In the place I couldn’t see, a flood of comments poured into the game’s live stream. [Wow, a kill right at the start! Intense!] [This newbie’s a little slow on the uptake. At least look up. The guy hanging upside down from the floor above is going to die with his eyes open.] [Gotta say, she’s lucky. Such a heavy sleeper she didn’t even hear the door being broken down. Dodged a bullet.] My head felt cool and wet. I instinctively reached up and touched a glob of sticky, crimson slime that was bubbling faintly. The live chat went silent for a moment. I, of course, was completely unaware. I held the slime in my hands, and we stared at each other for a while. Suddenly, it blew a bubble at me. The sea breeze caught it, and the bubble popped, splattering against the furniture. A scorched, black mark instantly appeared on the bedframe. I looked at the highly destructive bubble, then back at the innocent-looking little blob, and my heart soared. “A free pet at the very beginning? This game is so generous!” I joyfully lifted the little blob high in the air. “Come on, sweetie, say ‘Mama’!” The chat exploded: [Wait, if I’m not mistaken, that thing she’s holding is the boss’s… right?] [Yup… can’t say it isn’t. That’s a living GPS tracker. Alright everyone, show’s over. This newbie is toast.] 3 I closed the window and, carrying the sticky slime, went to take a bath. My hair was caked in the red goo, and I couldn’t possibly meet anyone looking like this. Behind me, I thought I heard something fall with a heavy thud, but the roaring crash of the waves outside drowned everything out. The slime couldn’t talk, nor could it say ‘Mama.’ As I wiped the constantly dripping liquid off its body, I realized the little guy was transparent. It had just been coated in some kind of red dye. Once clean, it looked like a wobbly piece of jello. I went into the bathroom. The jello blob stayed outside the shower curtain, blankly blowing bubbles, refusing to come in. I didn’t force it. After my shower, I dried my hair and wrapped myself in a bathrobe. Just as I was about to pick it up for some bonding time, a sharp knock, knock sounded at the door. Is the plot starting? I opened the door to find an exquisitely handsome boy standing there, looking like he wanted to say something. He had pale skin, a tall, slender frame, and milk-blond curls. His eyes were a striking crimson, and a single, perfect beauty mark rested just below his right eye. What is this? A limited edition dream boy? I want to kiss him. Is this my romance target? He’s gorgeous! I was certain of it. I was in love again! With a straight face, I slammed the door shut. [Did she just go take a shower??? Ma’am, are you okay? This is a horror game!] [Ah, the stream’s finally live. This newbie actually has some survival instincts, knows about the classic open-the-door-and-die trap…] [Hahaha, this has to be the first time the boss has ever had a door slammed in his face. Look at him! She’s gonna be torn to pieces!] 4 The moment the door was shut, I fixed my appearance with lightning speed, plucked a dew-kissed rose to hold between my teeth, and reappeared at the entrance. Clenching the rose, I elegantly lifted the hem of my robe, threw the door open, and made my grand entrance. “Good afternoon, my darling. I was wondering if you would be willing to…” My declaration of love was cut short as a thorn on the rose stem pricked my lip. I made a hasty retreat. The chat was filled with a screen of “hahahaha.” [Is she here to be a comedian?] [I’m camping this stream all day. If this girl dies, the entertainment value of this playthrough drops by half.] I hadn’t closed the door, and the boy quietly followed me inside. I’d just removed the rose when I turned around and bumped right into him. In that instant, I knew this was the perfect opportunity to get close and raise my affection points. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. “Oh, I feel so faint~” Then, I gracefully collapsed into his arms. The boy froze for a second, then clumsily caught me with seven or eight hands. …Wait. Seven or eight hands? I slowly peeked through one eye. The boy’s crimson eyes were staring right at me, his expression icy. In the dim light, a slick, grayish-blue tentacle slowly extended towards my face. The suckers on it were slowly pulsing, as if alive. 5 [AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!] [Why are you screaming?! You scared me! How come the new player isn’t screaming? Is she frozen in fear?] [Heehee, I know you guys love to hear players scream. Just doing you a favor.] I stared blankly at the tentacle, my mind reeling. The fanfiction is real. This 18+ game was not kidding around. Interspecies romance is so hot. This is the best day of my life. Tears welled in my eyes. I carefully placed my hand on the tentacle, using it to steady myself as I stood up. “Thank you, my dear,” I said politely. The red-eyed boy’s face was a mask of indifference. He didn’t answer. Below him, more tentacles slithered out, coiling around my ankle and creeping their way up my leg. In a matter of seconds, a tentacle was wrapped tightly around my waist, its grip gradually increasing. My cheeks flushed. I felt that being too forward might seem desperate. So, playing hard to get, I took the tentacle he had used to help me up and brought it to my lips for a dramatic kiss. “It’s my first time trying this kind of play, you know. Should we maybe start with a kiss?” The tentacle’s movements paused. The boy’s crimson eyes widened slightly, and he gave a subconscious nod. So I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his. “Darling, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you shy?” I took the rose, tied the stem into a loop, and fashioned it into a bracelet, slipping it onto the tentacle I was holding. It was a sincere proposal. “I took one of those personality tests the other day. It said my type is ‘The Adventurer.’ But when I saw you, I knew my real type was you. “I love you. Let’s get married. I promise I’ll be a good wife and a great mother to our kids!” [She’s down bad…] [Just joined the stream, what is this player doing? Proposing? Is she insane? Why isn’t the boss killing her?] [I don’t know, man. The tutorial didn’t cover this.] [BOSS: The tutorial definitely didn’t cover how to deal with sexual harassment…] 6 As if burned by my sudden actions, the boy took a half-step back, his tentacles rapidly retracting. I immediately grabbed one and held on tight. “Don’t go! You know, I’ve never had a husband. But I just adopted a child, so now all I’m missing is a partner.” The boy’s face was still cold, but the tips of his ears were turning red. “A child…? That’s… mine. Give it back.” His reminder made me remember the jello I’d left on the bed. I quickly turned to get it. “Oh, you can talk! You should talk more often, you have such a nice voice. It got itself all dirty playing somewhere, but I already cleaned it up.” I knew it. There was no way I’d be lucky enough to get a free pet. He reached out for it, but I hugged the jello blob tightly, refusing to let go. “You said it’s yours? Did you give birth to it? I don’t believe you. Not unless you make another one for me to see. By the way, darling, are you an octopus? Or maybe a seahorse? But seahorses don’t have tentacles…” The boy was silent. “…” I compromised. “Alright, how about this: I’ll trade you the baby for your name.” “…Kaelan,” he said, his voice cool and clear, though his expression wasn’t as icy as before. “Okay, I’ll call you Kai, then. My name is Mila.” I smiled and pointed at the little blob. “So you’re his dad? Well, he just accepted me as his mom. You know what that makes me, right, darling?” As if on cue, the jello blob grabbed my finger and cooed, “Maa~” Kaelan frowned, looking from me to the blob and back again. I gazed at him expectantly. The blush spread across his pale cheeks, but he just couldn’t bring himself to say the word. So pure. I love it. A deep, resonant bell chimed, and a rustling sound came from all around us. Kaelan’s expression darkened. He straightened up and spoke to me formally. “Dinner will be served downstairs in fifteen minutes. Do not be late.” Hmm? Is this a date event? A candlelight dinner? He’s so smooth! My eyes sparkled. [Are we finally getting to the main storyline?] [Mila really knows how to talk, I need to borrow her mouth! But what was the boss originally going to say?] [Does it matter? Once the boss merges his memories, he’ll become a chaotic psycho who kills everything. People have tried using the jello to raise affection before, but how many players has that gotten killed in this scenario…] 7 Of course, I knew nothing of the players’ discussions. I handed the still-bubbling jello back to Kaelan and watched him leave. The stoic dad and the silly baby disappeared out the door, and for some reason, the sight of their retreating backs made me feel a strange sense of fragility, as if they could shatter at any moment. I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed. That’s when I noticed a piece of paper on the floor, half-stained with some dark substance. [Dear Traveler, we are delighted you could join us for this three-day, three-night journey. We have prepared a grand welcome banquet for you.] [Please be sure to remember the following: 1. Do not go outside after curfew. 2. Please, remain quiet in the . 3. If you encounter , you may ask the butler for help. Please note, the butler. Hope you have a encounter. Enjoy your stay!] A rule-based romance game? How novel! But the key information was all smudged. This game was a little cruel. Still, if it was a banquet, there would probably be a lot of NPCs, right? I sighed. It seemed I wouldn’t get any alone time with my man… Then I realized this was my chance to shine. I would dress to the nines and completely dazzle him! I rubbed my hands together, sat down at the vanity, slipped into a gorgeous evening gown, and did a quick ten-minute makeup job, transforming myself into a glamorous, dazzling heiress. Just as I finished, my reflection in the mirror suddenly broke into a sweet smile and reached a hand out towards the glass. Outside the mirror, a single tear rolled down my cheek. [Now this is more like a horror game. That stuff before was just ridiculous.] [What happened to Mila? Is she finally scared enough to cry?] [Dying in the simplest mirror-ghost segment would be a new level of pathetic.] [Go get her, mirror-ghost! Teach her a lesson for being so cocky!] I whipped out my phone and quickly snapped a picture of my reflection. “Oh my god, my in-game avatar can smile so beautifully!” I pressed my palm against the hand in the mirror, frantically taking pictures. “Smile again! A goddess has descended!!” My reflection blushed. “O-okay,” it stammered. Holy crap, it has voice-interactive features? I love it even more! I pressed my face against the mirror. [Haha, you celebrated too soon. This girl is so lovesick she can fall in love with her own reflection.] [This is gold. I actually laughed.] [Heehee, I’m gonna try a ‘goddess descending’ pose too~~] [Upstairs commenter, please don’t!!]

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When Alexander Knight cheated, I decided to play his game. He made out with his mistress in public, so I staged a photo op with a movie star. When their steamy bedroom pictures went viral, I photoshopped one of my own and sent it to him. Alexander was barely holding back his rage. He stalked over to me, his eyes glinting with a cruel amusement. “I’m taking Isa out for her birthday tonight. You better have plans, or you’ll just look pathetic.” He leaned in closer, his voice a low threat. “If you’re alone tonight, don’t expect any respect from me.” I calmly applied my lipstick in the mirror, my voice casual. “Don’t you worry about me. He’s picking me up soon.” The “he” I was talking about was the eighteen-year-old version of him. Back then, he put me before anything and anyone. He would grant my every birthday wish. … With a deafening crash, the mirror shattered into a spiderweb of cracks. Before I could recover from the shock, Alexander seized my wrist, his grip like iron. “Kathryn, have you had enough? Does getting back at me make you feel good?!” Maybe it did. After all, Alexander found a new woman on every business trip, every vacation, every drunken night out. He never seemed to tire of the game. Seeing my placid expression, he practically gnashed his teeth. “Who is he?” “You wouldn’t know him.” I tossed back the same words he’d used to drive me crazy time and time again, my tone light and breezy. A cold, sinister laugh escaped his lips. “Fine. You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.” But his patience snapped. His voice rose to a roar. “Where did he touch you? Tell me!” He clawed at my clothes like a madman, jabbing a finger at my body. “Here?” “Or here?” I finally wrenched myself free and slapped him hard across the face. “You’re a bastard, Alexander!” Tears of pure reflex stung my eyes, and only then did the fury in his own seem to cool. His voice softened. “If you’re making all this up just because I’m not spending your birthday with you, then you’re being incredibly petty.” He pulled a small velvet box from his pocket. As he did, something else fell out, landing on the plush carpet with a soft thud. A soiled lace panty. I was used to it by now. Finding used condoms under the bedsheets. Discovering all sorts of toys in the kitchen drawers. Compared to those, this was nothing. A flicker of panic crossed Alexander’s face, but he quickly masked it, pretending nothing had happened. “Here. Your birthday present.” He nudged the box towards me. “Take it and stop being angry.” I took the box, a foolish sliver of hope still lodged in my heart. But when I opened it, the rotting carcass of a dead rat lay inside. I screamed and dropped it, but the sickening stench clung to the air. “Isa loves playing pranks,” Alexander explained nonchalantly. “I’ll make it up to you later.” Replacing my prenatal vitamins with abortion pills was a “prank.” Cutting my brake lines was also a “prank.” The excuse was beyond pathetic. I frantically scrubbed my hands with antiseptic wipes. “No need to explain,” I said, my voice flat. “I never said I wanted a gift from you anyway.” That was the spark that ignited his fury. With a violent sweep of his arm, he sent my tea set crashing to the floor. “So you’d rather have some bastard on the street buy you gifts?!” he bellowed. “Kathryn, stop pretending you don’t care! All this drama is just to get me to come home, isn’t it? Well, dream on!” He yanked a large box of condoms from a drawer and stormed out without a backward glance. The spilled hot water scalded my fingers, causing them to curl in pain. I stood there, a mess of humiliation and heartbreak, my chest aching with a deep, plummeting sorrow. The eighteen-year-old Alexander was never like this. He had brought me a bouquet of my favorite baby’s breath, proudly showing me the tattoo of my name on his collarbone like a giddy teenager. He had pulled me into a tight, desperate hug, his voice thick with emotion. “Kathryn, I’ll grant you any birthday wish you make. Anything.” After a long moment, I gently pulled away from his embrace and looked him straight in the eye. “My birthday wish,” I said, my voice clear and steady, “is to divorce the man you’ll become.” Staring at the divorce papers on the table, the eighteen-year-old Alexander’s eyes turned red. “Did… did he hurt you?” He couldn’t possibly imagine it. Because at eighteen, we were squeezed into a tiny studio apartment, gazing at the stars and dreaming of our future. I was there when he earned his first real paycheck. I watched as he became a rising star in the real estate world, and then, as he topped the list of the city’s wealthiest people. During his acceptance speech, the only person he thanked was the passionate, gentle Kathryn he knew at eighteen. Everyone said we were a match made in heaven. When did it all turn sour? Maybe it was the night he got blackout drunk and called me from another woman’s bed. I forced myself to listen to the sordid sounds all night long. When he finally came home three days later, I faced him with swollen eyes. “You promised you’d never change…” He reeked of cheap perfume but still pulled me into a gentle embrace. “My promise hasn’t changed, Kathryn. I still love you.” He sighed dramatically. “But what can I do? Scarlett, Victoria, and Amber… they’re all crying, waiting for me to show up.” I fought them. I confronted each one, naively believing that if I could just get rid of them, everything would be okay again. But I was so, so naive. They were just the tip of the iceberg. Alexander grew more depraved, sleeping his way through my classmates, my friends, my colleagues… Before I could even react, he would calmly remind me, “If you keep digging, you’ll only find more ugliness in this marriage. Don’t humiliate yourself.” Then came the final blow. “Your mother’s health is what’s important, isn’t it?” He was threatening me. That was the first time I felt true fear. The twenty-five-year-old Alexander was a stranger, a monster who had devoured the boy I once loved. Back in that moment, the eighteen-year-old Alexander wiped a tear from my cheek, his hand trembling as he signed the papers. He wept, apologizing for the man he was horrified to become seven years in the future. I blew out the candles on the cake he gave me, feeling a profound sense of release. Maybe this was a step I should have taken a long, long time ago. Giant screens across the city flashed a rolling message: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISA. Paparazzi snapped photos of Alexander kissing her passionately against the window of a seaside villa, then taking her to a high-profile auction where he bought out the entire room just for her. Fireworks worth a fortune exploded in the sky above. I glanced at the dead rat on my floor and let out a bitter laugh. The socialites in our circle were having a field day. “She can’t even keep her husband on a leash. How pathetic.” “Isa is, what, number ninety-nine? Kathryn wins the award for the most cheated-on wife in the city, again.” “Well, it’s her own fault for not being able to have a baby. No heir, no power.” … Every word on the screen was a needle in my heart. When I was pregnant, I got into a car accident. In a moment of panic, I accidentally video-called Alexander. The first thing I saw was his arm wrapped around my closest friend. His voice was sharp with irritation. “Stop calling to check up on me. It’s pathetic and it just makes me sick of you.” He hung up. I lost the baby, and with it, my ability to ever have children again. He had once picked out names for our future kids: “Noah” and “Anna.” I found out later, from Isa’s social media, that those were now the names of her two lap dogs. Maybe Alexander had been telling me all along that we had no future. That night, as I was packing my bags, the front door was violently thrown open. Alexander stood there, his face a thunderous mask, his eyes practically bleeding fury. “Kathryn! You drugged Isa and thought you could just walk away? You’ve got some nerve!” Before I could process his words, a stinging slap sent my head reeling. I swallowed the metallic taste of blood in my mouth and sneered, “Is this another one of your kinky games?” Alexander scoffed, throwing a stack of photos in my face. They showed Isa, her clothes in disarray, grinding against other men on a dance floor. One even showed her lying on the auction stage like a prize to be won, as men frantically bid on her. “You knew I was taking her to the auction for fun, and you hired someone to drug her! You’ve ruined her reputation!” His face was contorted with rage, veins bulging on his forehead. I remembered the time a client had groped my thigh, and Alexander had told me to just endure it for the sake of the deal. He never once stood up for me. But here he was, losing his mind because Isa had made a fool of herself at a party. I suppressed the bitterness rising in my throat. “I’m not that bored.” Just then, Isa came running from the car, a picture of tear-streaked, trembling vulnerability. “Mrs. Knight, the waiter said the drink was from you, that’s the only reason I drank it! I can’t believe you’d do this to me…” She sobbed. “My life is ruined! You might as well just kill me now!” She grabbed my hand and tried to make me hit her. Alexander’s eyes were filled with pure disgust for me. “Kathryn, what else do you have to say for yourself?” he snarled. “I’ve spoiled you rotten! First, you invent some phantom lover to spite me, and now you hurt Isa. You’re beyond saving!” His cold glare pierced me. I felt utterly exhausted. “I said I didn’t do it! I don’t care who you screw around with, I can’t be bothered!” His eyes widened in momentary shock. Just then, Isa pulled out her phone and started a live stream, pretending to rip off her own dress. “It’s true! I’m lying about Mrs. Knight! I’m just a cheap slut who wanted to sell herself! I’ll do it right now!” Her melodramatic act sent Alexander into a panic. He grabbed her arms, his voice laced with pain. “I know it’s not your fault, Isa. Don’t be foolish.” Then, his venomous gaze landed back on me. “You’re the one who did something wrong. So why don’t you live stream a strip show? I’ll pay you. Ten thousand dollars for every piece of clothing.” I stared at him in horror, my voice a strangled whisper. “You want me to… live stream?” “Don’t be ridiculous, Alexander! I don’t want your damn money!” He let out a cold laugh and pulled out his own phone, tapping on the screen. A moment later, a frantic call came from the hospital. “Mrs. Knight, our system shows your bank account has been frozen! Your mother’s condition is critical, we can’t afford any delays!” My world collapsed. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I looked up and met Alexander’s smug, cruel smile. “How about now? Tell me, do you want my money now?” I felt like I’d been turned to stone. Even breathing was painful. “You’re a vile, despicable bastard!” The man who once swore to give me the world, who said I was more precious than his own life, was now using my mother’s life to choke the last bit of dignity from me. As another desperate call from the hospital buzzed, I finally surrendered. Facing the camera of Isa’s live stream, I began to unbutton my coat, my movements numb and robotic. The viewer count skyrocketed. Vile comments flashed across the screen. “Damn, she must be a D-cup! You can’t even tell when she’s dressed.” “So this is the great tycoon’s wife? What a piece of trash.” “All that high and mighty act for nothing. In the end, she’s just a show for us regular folks.” A crowd was gathering. We were in a neighborhood of mansions, surrounded by the city’s elite. As I removed my inner layers, there was a collective gasp. The curve of my breast was exposed to the cold night air. The jeering, mocking stares felt like a thousand tiny needles piercing my skin. “This is what happens to pathetic women. Worse than being a mistress.” “What an embarrassment to our circle. Disgusting.” Alexander, the man who had once crowned me the city’s most enviable wife, was now the one reducing me to their laughingstock. He stood there, composed and cool, only the flickering light in his eyes betraying the storm within. Isa eagerly zoomed the camera in, making sure to capture every inch of my exposed skin. “Wow, lots of guys are sending gifts for Mrs. Knight!” she chirped. “Don’t you worry, I’ll cash them all out for you later. You’ve earned it!” My entire body was shaking uncontrollably. As the last piece of fabric slipped from my fingers, Alexander moved with lightning speed, throwing his overcoat over my shoulders. “Are you really this shameless, Kathryn?!” he hissed. He leaned in, and his nose twitched. He frowned. “This scent…” His eyes narrowed with a new fury. “Kathryn, you really did it! You actually went out and found another man?!” It was the first perfume he had ever bought me, with money he saved up from a part-time job when he was eighteen. He had forgotten. Before I could say a word, he ripped the coat away, leaving me completely naked in front of everyone. “You want to debase yourself? Fine! I’ll help you!” Tears welled in my eyes, but I didn’t care anymore. Another pair of eyes, another hundred… it made no difference. Finally, as if tossing a bone to a dog, he threw a credit card at my feet and hurled my clothes into the nearby river. “Good job. Send my regards to your mother.” He wrapped his arm around Isa’s shoulders and walked away in triumph. A moment later, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was from the hospital. A death certificate. In an instant, the last ounce of strength that had been holding me up vanished into thin air.

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