Chapter 4

Simon pinned Luna against the seat and said in a passion-filled voice, “Didn’t I satisfy you earlier? I told you before not to show up that often in front of Bertha.”

Luna giggled wantonly. Her moans grew louder as she crooned, “It’s your fault for putting that thing in. It was so tough for me…”

“It’s because you’re insatiable. I’ll satisfy you this time, but after this, respect my boundaries and stop causing trouble in front of Bertha.”

Bertha hid behind a tree beside the car. Even though she already knew about Simon and Luna, her heart still hurt. Before she realized it, tears filled her eyes, and the sounds of their passion grew louder. Sometimes, it sounded like water striking stone. At other times, it sounded like splashes. She clenched her teeth to silence herself. She tried to leave a few times, but for some reason, she could not find the strength to move her legs.

Pain filled her entire body. With trembling hands, she took her phone out and pointed it at the car as she pressed the record button.

She never felt time move as slowly as it did at this moment.

The moans from inside the car slowly came to a stop. Bertha checked the video time. It was an hour and forty minutes.

However, this was only the beginning. In less than ten minutes, the limited-edition Rolls Royce started shaking rhythmically again.

Luna’s voice also became weak.

“Simon, I… can’t do it anymore. But if you really want to do it, why don’t we change places? The ocean of flowers upstairs is beautiful, and you know that I love roses the most.”

Luna’s voice was delicate and charming. The desire in Simon’s eyes grew as he lifted her chin and chuckled. “Be good now. We’re doing it in the car today. Tomorrow, I’ll let you have fun in a sea of flowers.”

The car started shaking violently again. This time, Bertha could not bear listening to it anymore. She covered her ears and left looking pale.

By the time she got home, her tears had dried up. Even so, her heart still hurt.

Looking around, she found that every inch of the house was covered with something related to Simon.

On the bookshelf was a picture of them together on their first date. On the cupboard were the ceramic cups they had made together, along with plaster dolls they had painted at a stall. Everything represented a memory of their past together.

There was also the wedding photo above their bed. His eyes were filled with sincere love. In the walk-in closet was the wedding dress he had designed for her too.

Bertha removed her wedding ring and put all those things together. Then, she asked the maids to move everything to the backyard. In the end, she grabbed the wedding dress and went over as well.

She calmly picked up a pair of scissors and started cutting up the wedding dress. The lawn became filled with the white gown, reminding her of the day Simon had proposed to her.

The lawn had been filled with fresh, tender lilies at that time. While laughing, Simon picked her up and spun her around.

“Bertha, I hope that our love will be as pure as these lilies. This one-of-a-kind wedding dress is for you, the most special person in my life. You’re the only woman I’ll ever love, and I’ll give you all the best things in the world.”

“I’m the only woman he loves?”

Bertha sneered and put the cut wedding dress together with the things in the box. Without any hesitation, she lit them up with a lighter.

In an instant, fire rose and bathed the area in a red glow. The maids panicked, but Bertha remained still and unmoving. She coolly watched as everything that symbolized her relationship with Simon went up in flames.

In her mind, she thought, ‘There’s nothing left between us now, Simon.’

She returned to the room to pack up, but halfway through, she suddenly heard someone calling her name from outside.

“Bertha?”

Simon rushed in. When he saw Bertha, he immediately ran over and hugged her tightly. He only let go after a moment.

“Why did you leave on your own? Did you have any idea how worried I was? I almost lost my mind looking for you!”

He sounded like he was panicking. By the looks of it, he was truly worried about her.

Even so, Bertha only stared at him with a stony expression. Since she had not said a word for a long time, Simon finally realized what he had done wrong and signed to her.

Just then, he noticed the luggage bag behind her and froze. Multiple errors began showing up in his signs, and it took Bertha some time before she pieced together a sentence.

“Why are you packing up? Are you leaving me?”