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Chapter 1

The sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. I sat calmly on the living room sofa, watching as the girl stepped out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on. Her skin was fair, and on the right side of her upper part was a vivid red rose. It was unmistakably Simon Jones’ work. He was a painter, one who especially enjoyed using the bodies of young women as his canvas, seeking inspiration through them. A few seconds later, Simon also emerged from the bathroom. His damp hair clung messily to his forehead, and his white shirt stuck to the firm muscles. The girl beamed and threw herself into his arms, tilting her face up with admiration in her eyes. "Simon, your way of creating art is so unique. I love it." Simon gave her a playful slap on the backside, his tone teasing. "As long as you like it." She leaned in, trying to kiss him, but the moment she caught sight of me sitting on the sofa, her face drained of color. In a panic, she grabbed her clothe

Chapter 2

So, when Simon came out of the shower and saw me packing in the bedroom, his mood turned inexplicably irritable. He stormed into the room and yanked out the clothes I had just folded, one by one. "I bought this coat for you in France last year, and I gave this dress to you just last month." One by one, he pulled every last piece of clothing from the suitcase and tossed them aside, the final one slipping from my sight and landing on the floor. Then he smirked, his tone laced with mockery. "Chloe, I bought all of this for you. Do you really think you could afford these designer brands with the scraps you make in a month?" Simon grabbed my arm and dragged me to the vanity mirror. He gripped my chin, forcing me to look at my own reflection. "Chloe, do you think it’s disgusting that I paint on women’s bodies for inspiration? But who are you to act all high and mighty? Haven’t I been the one supporting you all these years?"Look at yourself—every single thing you’re wearing,

Chapter 3

In the elevator, I watched the numbers on the digital display climb higher and higher, my heartbeat rising with them. Unfortunately, when the doors slid open, I ran into one of Simon’s buddies. The moment he saw me, his face lit up with surprise and excitement. "Chloe?! You’re here to see Simon, aren’t you?" Reeking of alcohol, he could not walk straight, but his grip was ridiculously strong. No matter what I said or how I resisted, he forcefully dragged me into the private lounge ahead. Inside, the room was drenched in neon lights and the thick scent of alcohol. The moment I stepped in, I heard Simon’s voice. "Yeah, Chloe’s pretty, but she’s nothing special. If she weren’t so obedient and easy to handle, I would’ve dumped her a long time ago." Laughter erupted around him. A girl was straddling Simon’s lap, her arms wrapped around his neck as she fed him cherries from her fingers. They almost kissed. Then, she saw me. The room went dead silent. Even she froze i

Chapter 4

I picked up a glass of beer from the table and threw it straight into Simon’s face. The liquid soaked his hair, strands clinging to his forehead. His eyes squeezed shut from the sudden impact, but after a brief pause, they snapped open. Silence crashed over the room. The dim lights flickered weakly above, struggling like a breath on its last legs. Simon clenched his teeth, his jaw tight as he glared at me. I met his stare without a trace of emotion. "Are you sober now, Simon? It appears you didn’t hear me clearly that night, so let me say it again, in front of everyone."Simon, we’re done." I didn’t wait for a reaction. I turned and walked out the door.One of Simon’s friends couldn’t hold back and asked, “Simon, you’re really not going after her? She seemed serious this time.” Simon kicked over the coffee table, sending fruit platters and glasses shattering to the floor. “You think I’d go after her? Ha! As if she’s worth it. I’d love to see what Chloe amounts to w

Chapter 5

I looked up. Simon stood in front of me with his arm wrapped around a girl in a cropped top. They had just arrived, with a server leading the way. The girl clung to Simon and pouted. "Who’s she?" Chewing gum, Simon smirked, his usual careless demeanor on full display. "Just an ex from some backwater town who likes to act all high and mighty." The girl covered her mouth and giggled before turning to the server. "I thought this was supposed to be the most exclusive restaurant in town, only open to elite members. Since when did they start letting just anyone walk in?"Her gaze drifted to my table, eyeing the oysters and caviar. She leaned into Simon and whispered, "That must’ve cost a fortune." Simon tilted his head and lazily reminded the server, "You might want to keep an eye on this one. She’s from the countryside—first time in a place like this. Wouldn’t be surprised if she tried to dine and dash." The young server broke into a nervous sweat, caught in an awkward si

Chapter 6

However, the security guards didn’t waste time arguing.Seeing that Simon and the girl were resisting, they didn’t bother with pleasantries.A few guards seized them, effortlessly hoisting them off the ground before tossing them out the restaurant’s front door, their limbs flailing midair.The girl’s relentless screaming only drew more attention, gathering a crowd of onlookers. Dozens of phones were raised, capturing the scene, and within no time, the footage spread online.In less than an hour, the video of Simon being thrown out of the restaurant hit the top trending spot.…On the way home, I sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through the comment section.Some people did not hesitate to call Simon out:"I’ve been fed up with him for ages. Just because he can paint a few strokes, he thinks he’s a genius. Always acting like a diva, showing up late and leaving early like it’s a privilege.""Simon has zero respect for others. When we collaborated with his company for an art exhibitio

Chapter 7

He lifted me into his arms and gently laid me down on the bed. Pinned beneath him, I felt his kiss traced all over my body. His hand slid along my leg, fingertips brushing against my skin. A shiver ran through me, completely out of my control. That night, Noah lost himself completely. But not once did he mention why he had disappeared for two years. And I didn’t dare ask—afraid that if I did, this fragile moment of happiness would shatter. …For the next two weeks, aside from work, I was practically glued to Noah’s side. When he worked late, I sat quietly by his desk, reading. When he had free time, I dragged him to food stalls, making him try every kind of street food. After dinner, we drove to the beach. Like when we were kids, we chased each other along the shore, laughter ringing through the night. Standing in the shallow tide, I held my canvas shoes in one hand while splashing seawater at Noah with the other. He wasn’t quick enough to dodge, and his shirt

Chapter 8

"They registered their marriage abroad two years ago."I stared at the marriage certificate in my hands, frozen in place. It felt as if my soul had been ripped from my body, leaving behind nothing but shock and emptiness."Noah must have told you about his marriage.”Grace deliberately scrolled through her phone and pulled up a photo from the day they registered.I recognized his face instantly on the screen. My fingers instinctively clenched the hem of my shirt, knuckles turning white.Then, she played a video.On the screen, a woman named Sharon Young lay in an ICU bed, her body covered in tubes and wires.My lips trembled. I wanted to ask something, but it was as if an invisible hand had gripped my throat, choking the words before they could form.Grace put away her phone and looked at me calmly."The day Noah returned home, he left Sharon a divorce agreement. When she saw it, she drove to the airport, desperate to stop him."Unfortunately, it had rained that day. The roads were

Chapter 9

Before leaving, Grace surprised me by pulling me into a gentle hug."Miss Sanders, I know how much this hurts. It feels like having your heart cut open, piece by piece. Because once, I had to make the same sacrifice."But believe me, Noah’s pain will only be worse than yours. People like us, born into families like ours, never get to choose."Her voice wavered slightly at the end. She reached out and softly stroked my hair."Chloe, don’t hate Noah. He truly did everything he could."…Because of a flight delay, Noah arrived later than expected.As the car neared my apartment building, the driver suddenly spoke up in surprise."Mr. Wells, isn’t that Madam Grace’s car?"Noah, who had been resting in the back seat with his eyes closed, snapped them open.Through the window, he caught a glimpse of Grace’s car driving past.His heart sank.He already knew why she came.Before boarding the plane, Sharon’s father called him."Noah, Sharon is my only daughter! She loves you, and you betrayed h

Chapter 10

"Alright, let's go back." …Before heading to Hilltown, I stopped by a specialty shop to pick up some gifts for the locals.Unexpectedly, I ran into Sharon’s mother, Nancy Hall, in the parking lot. …Soft music played in the background of the café. We sat by the window, sunlight filtering through the glass. She lifted her chin slightly, the diamond pendant around her neck swaying with the movement. Without any pleasantries, she got straight to the point. "I’ve seen plenty of girls like you—small-town nobodies, terrified of going back to a life of poverty. The moment you find a rich man, you latch on for dear life." Her tone carried an air of superiority, every word dripping with contempt. "But you should know that Noah is married to my daughter. They are equals, well-matched in every way, a proper marriage. And you are the mistress who came between them." I lifted my head, meeting her gaze without a flicker of hesitation. A faint smile played on my lips, my posture ca

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