Chapter 1

"Ms. Scott, are you sure you want to apply for an emotion transplant surgery? Once successful, your feelings for your lover will be permanently lost and irretrievable."

Jenna Scott was momentarily silent before answering firmly, "Yeah, I'm sure, and I'll never regret it."

The staff member on the other end of the phone stopped dissuading her. "Okay, Ms. Scott. The application process is expected to be completed within a month. We ask for your patience."

After hanging up, Jenna bought a plane ticket to a Malodian town for a month later. Just as she was about to turn off the screen, she received a message from Matthew Simmons.

Matthew: [Jenna, I just got off the plane. I'll be home soon.]

As Jenna closed her eyes, the sudden sting in her eyes made her mumble, "Liar."

He had gone to keep his lover company but lied to her, saying that he was on a business trip. He was merely assured that she had absolute confidence in him.

The way she found out about it was pretty dramatic.

Knowing Matthew would be back today, Jenna went out to buy some food ingredients, but she got into a car accident. Fortunately, her injuries were not serious, and only her calf was slightly injured.

However, after Jenna had her wounds bandaged, she saw Matthew, who was supposed to be on a business trip, in the hospital.

The domineering Matthew Simmons who was feared in the business world was like a child who had made a mistake, keeping his head down as he was scolded by the doctor. There was a young lady beside him, holding his arm.

Jenna took two steps forward and heard the doctor say, "No matter how in love you are, you still have to pay attention to your health. Excessive intimacy can cause abdominal pain and physical damage. In severe cases, it may lead to heavy bleeding."

The doctor paused before earnestly advising Matthew, saying, "Take it easy next time. Be nice to your girlfriend."

Matthew quickly nodded in response.

The lady next to him playfully glared at him. "It's all your fault. You always use so much force."

Matthew pulled her into his arms and kissed her lovingly. "Okay, okay. Stop being mad. I'll be gentle next time."

Jenna had never seen him so flirtatious and carefree. He was always gentle and restrained in front of her.

Jenna laughed at herself and lamented again that Matthew was great at pretending.

Although Matthew said he would be back soon, he did not return until sunset. He returned with a large bouquet of white roses.

Jenna was curled up on the couch with her knees in her arms when she heard him and subconsciously looked up.

"Jenna, why didn't you turn on the lights at home?" He pressed the switch, and the living room, which had been completely dark, lit up instantly.

Jenna stared blankly at him. She slowly scanned his face, trying to find something different from before. However, there was nothing; he seemed just like usual. Even the look in his eyes as he gazed at her was filled with familiar affection.

Matthew looked down at the bleeding wound on Jenna's calf, and his pupils constricted. "Why are you hurt?" He then hurriedly grabbed the first aid kit, held Jenna's ankle, and carefully helped her take care of her wound. "Jenna, how did you get injured?"

His concerned and distressed expression seemed real, not fake at all.

Jenna's eyes instantly reddened as she whispered, "I got into a car accident while I was out today."

"Why didn't you contact me..." Matthew suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence. As if realizing something, he abruptly lowered his eyes, his voice tinted with guilt. "I'm sorry, Jenna. I should've come back earlier."

A hint of mockery gradually appeared on Jenna's face. Those indulging in pleasure would not be willing to withdraw from it so easily. With that in mind, she said indifferently, "It's alright. Work is important."

After a pause, she looked down and whispered, "Your birthday is in a month. I'll prepare a gift that will please you."

Her lashes were long and thick, almost concealing the emotions in her eyes when she looked down. Matthew did not notice anything unusual about her. The moment he heard that Jenna was going to prepare a gift for him, his eyes instantly lit up with surprise. "I'll be counting down the days. My darling Jenna, you always know how to handle me."

Jenna looked at Matthew, whose face was brimming with sweetness and joy. A sudden wave of bitterness surged in her heart.

Having dated for five years and married for seven, she had never missed his birthday in the past 12 years. The 12 gifts from previous years were carefully placed in the storage closet. Jenna supposed he would also be pleased with this year's birthday gift. After all, he liked that lady very much.