Chapter 1

My husband, Ray Prunier, repeatedly had affairs, but I never cared about them. I pretended as though they weren't happening, and together, we continued to act like a loving couple in front of others.

Back then, I had to beg my father to allow us to get married. Thus, I refused to allow my marriage to fail. No matter how heartbroken I was, I could only hide under the covers and cry by myself.

Thankfully, Ray's affairs were all casual, so they never threatened our marriage. However, this girl was different. I knew this because I had glimpsed a part of a divorce agreement when I brought Ray some coffee.

Ray was awakened by my movements, took the mug from my hand, and had a small sip. He complained, "It's too bitter. Please don't bring me coffee anymore."

I didn't remember leaving the study, but I recalled how my trembling hands had betrayed my emotions. Afterward, I immediately called someone to look into Ray's most recent girl.

I found out that he often visited one specific coffee shop. Ever since he became successful, his tastes had grown increasingly particular. So now, he only drank coffee made from hand-grounded beans.

It was as if he was trying to shake off his former image of a poor young man. It was to the extent that Ray didn't even glance at cheap little shops anymore. Because of this, I doubted if I was in the right place as I stared at the shop before me.

I carefully compared it with the photo my assistant had sent. It was a budget-friendly and quaint place tucked away in the college district.

The girl in question cheerfully greeted me when I walked in. Her smile was as bright as the sun. My heart jolted upon seeing her—it was no wonder Ray had an affair with her.

"I'm not sure what to order. Could you recommend something to me?" I asked her.

I watched as the girl skillfully made something and added ice to it. Then, she handed me the drink and said, "I hope you enjoy it."

I found a seat by the window before cautiously sipping the coffee. It was too sweet—the saccharine flavor overwhelmed my taste buds.