LOGINWhen the earthquake struck, Pierse Jones instinctively shielded me with his body, taking the full brunt of the impact and suffering multiple fractures. In the hospital room, the girl in the next bed looked at me with envy and said, “Your husband didn’t even care about his own life to save you. He really loves you.” I forced a smile. “Yeah.” But just last night, after I had fallen asleep, he slipped into the bathroom, his voice soft and soothing as he spoke to someone else—his little mistress, “I’m fine, don’t cry. Be good.” “As long as I think of you, I’m not afraid of anything.” Pierse and I grew up together, from childhood sweethearts to each other’s first love. We had been together for ten years, admired by everyone as the perfect couple. No one knew he had a mistress on the side, a girl who looked just like me when I was eighteen.
View MoreHe simply took a document from his briefcase and handed it to me."This is the inheritance agreement. Look it over, and if everything’s fine, sign it."…Pierse left everything to me.Not just the company, his savings, the house, and the car—but even his old family home in our hometown.In June, during my vacation, I took some time to go back.Over the years, the town had been transformed into a tourist destination, rebranded as a picturesque heritage village.Even the old houses on our street were sold off, repurposed for commercial use, all except for his.It had remained empty—never sold and always vacant.Since I had no desire to see my mother, Pierse and I hadn’t returned here in years.The journey was long and bumpy, and by the time I arrived, the sun was already setting.I unlocked the heavy bronze lock and pushed open the worn wooden door.Dust rose in the air.The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the stone pathway was covered in a thick layer of moss.Next door, where m
"I came by a few times during the renovations. The security guards recognize me." "Oh." My response was flat, indifferent. "I’ll talk to them later and let them know we have nothing to do with each other anymore. They won’t let you in next time."Also, don’t come here again. We’re not kids, Pierse. We both know this kind of thing is just self-indulgent sentimentality."You could stand here for a thousand days, and it still wouldn’t change anything. We can’t go back." Pierse looked at me with something close to despair. After a long silence, he forced out a smile—one that looked more painful than tears. "I know… I just came to tell you—" He pulled his hand from his pocket and opened his palm in front of me. Resting there were two slender platinum rings, dulled with age, their surfaces scratched and worn. They were our wedding rings. Inside the bands, our initials were still engraved. The one that was mine—I never even bothered to take it when I moved out. Dolly h
I had believed every promise he made, no matter how fragile the idea of forever truly was.As long as he said the words, I believed them.But now, the vows faded, the promises turned to dust, and the person I once loved was gone.I carved Pierse out of my life—a slow, excruciating process, like cutting away flesh and bone.And yet, he still left behind cracks that could never be filled.…When Dolly stormed up to confront me outside my office building, I had just wrapped up a major project.The company gave me a hefty bonus and approved my request for a two-week vacation.I was just opening my car door when someone suddenly shoved into me from the side, knocking me back a step.Regaining my balance, I finally got a good look at her.It was Dolly.She looked thinner, paler—hollowed out.But the fire in her eyes was still there, burning with resentment."You promised Pierse that as long as the settlement was fair, you wouldn’t come after me!" I raised an eyebrow."Correction—I agreed no
"I don’t want to lose you."Pierse’s voice was hoarse, thick with emotion, almost on the verge of breaking."Eva, I love you. I really do."Years ago, when we were both eighteen, he said those exact words to me.He stood beneath the cascading wisteria outside our school, confessing his love.Not a single word different.Back then, we were young. It was summer, the sky was clear, and the breeze was warm.My ears had burned, my heart had pounded.Now, I only gave him a faint, indifferent smile."If you love me that much, then why don’t you give me a little more in the divorce settlement?"…Because of Pierse’s injuries, the divorce process dragged on for two months before it was finalized.We split our assets—seventy-thirty in my favor. The company shares were divided evenly, but I took my portion in cash.I kept the newly renovated villa we purchased six months ago.As for the place we were living in now, the chandelier’s collapse had damaged the entire living room—it would need major r
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