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Chapter 1

In the study, Owen Wright, my father-in-law, asked again, "What about Joel? He just had surgery."Calista Wright didn't answer immediately. Eventually, she said, "I'll make it up to him."Owen sighed. "That's not the same as love."Calista's voice remained even as she declared, "All he wants is to be the Wright family's son-in-law anyway."I braced myself against the wall, my fingers slowly turning cold. So, in her eyes, the three years I'd spent waiting for her were nothing more than a display of my materialistic greed—that I simply wanted to be associated with the Wrights.Instead of barging into the study, I turned around and went back to the bedroom. On the nightstand lay the notice for my follow-up appointment at the hospital, which I'd picked up earlier that morning.The doctor's note read, "Poor recovery following gastric perforation surgery. Patient is advised to return to the hospital for examination, accompanied by a family member."Calista didn't know about this. On

Chapter 2

Calista came back home way after midnight, smelling of cedar and bergamot—Tyler's favorite cologne scents.I placed the divorce papers on the coffee table. "Sign this."She gave the divorce papers a cursory glance, as if she were irritated by how childish I was being."You've been throwing a tantrum the whole night, Joel." She flipped back to the front. "Even if you want me to appease you, you shouldn't try to threaten me with divorce."Even when I'd decided to leave, she assumed I was just begging to be placated.That night, she lay down beside me as usual. Half the bed separated us.Sometimes, a person could be lying right beside you, yet their heart was still somewhere else entirely.…The next day, I got a call from my father bright and early in the morning."Joel, come home for dinner tonight. Tyler has lost a lot of weight from distress lately. Don't make things harder for him."I gripped my phone tightly. "Dad, did you know that she's in love with him?"After a long s

Chapter 3

I was looking for a necklace when I got a call from Wright Manor. It was a necklace with a cross pendant that I'd worn up until my surgery. The chain was fairly thin and came undone quite easily.When my stomach had been killing me, I'd clutched the necklace tightly in my hand. Once I woke up from surgery, I found that it was gone.Calista said a nurse might have thrown it away by accident, and I believed her.Owen said over the phone, "My mother wants to see you. Come home for dinner tonight."I wanted to refuse, but Annette Tate, Calista's grandma, was the only person in the Wright family who had been genuinely kind toward me. She even had someone send me a replacement cross necklace after the surgery.In the end, I went over.When I showed up at Wright Manor, I saw Tyler in the living room. He was sitting beside Annette, pouring her a cup of tea. I spotted the cross necklace hanging from his neck, and my body instantly turned cold.There was no way I would ever fail to recogn

Chapter 4

I looked down at the document. It was an investment agreement from three years ago, signed seven days before my wedding.It stated that Wright Group would invest 30 million dollars in Manning Corporation. The terms also clearly specified that as long as Calista and I remained married, Manning Corporation was entitled to continued financial support from Wright Group and would receive priority in business partnerships.Gloria's, Peter's, and Calista's signatures were all there on the last page.I thought back to the night before the wedding. Peter had picked out a tie for me, looking emotional as he said, "Joel, Calista is a good woman. Since she wants to marry you, it means she does care about you."Gloria had stood at the door, saying, "Once you marry Calista, make sure you make a good impression on the Wrights. With a family like theirs, you'll be set for life."At the time, I'd sobbed my heart out, thinking that my parents couldn't bear to part with me. But now it was clear to m

Chapter 5

I walked out without looking back. Outside, a black SUV was waiting for me.Nerissa Dawson, who was leaning against the vehicle, spotted the suitcase I dragged out, but she didn't ask any questions. She simply opened the trunk."My property on the south side of the city is unoccupied right now. You can stay there for the time being.""I'll pay the regular rental rate," I said.Chuckling, Nerissa commented, "Despite falling on hard times, you're still very particular about these things, huh?"I shot her a look. "Was that the nicest remark you could come up with?""Of course not."She handed me a flask of hot tea, saying, "Have something warm. You look no better than a ghost right now."The car was exiting the neighborhood when Calista's call came in. When I rejected it, she called again. After the third call, I shut off my phone.For the first time, the city no longer felt like a cage.…Meanwhile, Calista stood in the empty bedroom. Half the closet was empty. The watches a

Chapter 6

Nerissa's property on the south side of the city was tucked away in a quiet alley. It was a quaint-looking house with brick walls, wooden doors, and a pomegranate tree out in the garden. Though a little dated, it was a cozy home in a peaceful setting.She placed the keys in my hand, saying, "The house is old, and the plumbing can get a little problematic sometimes. If you don't like it, you can still back out of the lease.""Do I get my deposit back?" I asked."No," she answered at once.Chuckling, I said, "Then I guess beggars can't be choosers."She laughed along with me."Alright then, Mr. CEO. I hereby wish you a pleasant stay at the shabbiest shack you've ever seen."The next day, I went to a wholesale market to get some leatherworking supplies. I'd taken a leatherworking course in the past. After I married Calista, she said leatherworking was exhausting and barely made any money, so I didn't pursue a career in it.Now that I was picking up the tools again, I felt a li

Chapter 7

The next time Calista went to the Manning residence, she brought along her copy of the investment agreement from three years ago.For the past three years, she had always labeled the transaction as her way of helping the family out. However, from the moment I left with my suitcase, she finally saw the situation for what it truly was.She hadn't just lent the Mannings a hand. She'd used 30 million dollars and the marriage to me to preserve Tyler's dignity.When Gloria saw Calista come in, she shot to her feet and said, "Calista, you came at the right time. Joel has gotten too big for his britches. He doesn't even want his own family anymore. You mustn't indulge him. Ever since he was a kid, he's always been easy to convince if you appeal to his emotions anyway."Calista slapped the agreement down on the table, and Gloria's expression changed."What do you mean by this?""I was the one who signed this agreement back then," Calista said coldly. "I was the one who transferred the mon

Chapter 8

It was raining heavily on the day of our divorce hearing.Calista sat on the other side of the courtroom. She had lost a lot of weight and had prominent dark circles beneath her eyes.When the judge asked whether we both agreed to the divorce, I replied, "Yes."Calista turned toward me and stared for so long that the judge had to ask her again. Only then did she say quietly, "Yes."My heart didn't ache at those words. I felt only relief, like I was peeling off an uncomfortably itchy sweater.After leaving the courthouse, I found Nerissa waiting for me outside. She stood at the bottom of the steps with an umbrella in hand.Calista came after me. "Joel."Once I stopped in my tracks, she took out a ring box. Inside it were our wedding rings. The engraving on the inside of the bands read, "Calista and Joel, Always and Forever."When I first saw the inscription all those years ago, I stayed up all night, giddy with joy."Throw them away."Calista's fingers trembled. "They're our w

Chapter 9

A year later, Atelier J opened its second location. The new shop was at the end of a street with a rich history. A row of wind chimes hung above the entrance, tinkling whenever the breeze blew.On opening day, Nerissa was on her feet the whole time. Eventually, she had to lean against the counter to catch her breath. I handed her a glass of water."You've been a huge help, Ms. Landlady."She took the water while raising her brows. "Am I just your landlady?"I started going through the sales records. "And business partner.""Nothing else?"I pretended not to hear her. She laughed and didn't press me.By evening, the last customers had left. I saw Calista standing outside the shop. She stood beneath a streetlight, her wrist bare. The fitness watch was gone.Since I last saw her a year ago, she had lost a lot of weight. She looked much more reserved. The aloofness she once carried, the kind that seemed to put her above everyone else, was gone.Calista entered the shop, but she di

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