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Chapter 1

When Raymond Hudson pushed the door open and walked in, I was still on my knees, clutching his old cell phone. He held a cake from my favorite bakery on the south side of town, but the warm air inside the room was instantly scattered by the cold air he brought in with him. The moment he spotted what was in my hand, he froze. The tenderness on his face completely cracked. "Who gave you permission to touch that cabinet?"His voice was biting cold. He didn't explain himself or panic. His immediate reaction was to interrogate me. I looked up. My eyes were dry and aching, yet I couldn't shed a single tear. "We've been married for seven years, Raymond." My voice was terribly hoarse as I pointed at the screen. "Is everything written here true?" Raymond strode up to me, seized my wrist, and snatched his phone away. He hastily switched it off, shoved it into his pocket, and knitted his brows together. "Everyone has a past, and everyone has things they'd rather keep to themselves. You'v

Chapter 2

I came down with a fever. Perhaps it was from being overwhelmed with anger and distress, or maybe from sitting on the floor all night. My temperature spiked to 103.1°F. It felt as though I was burning alive one moment and freezing the next. Drifting in and out of consciousness, I dialed Raymond's number out of habit. Previously, if I felt even slightly under the weather, he would drop whatever he was doing and rush home, even if he was in the middle of an international meeting. However, this time, it took him a long while to pick up."Hello?"The voice on the line wasn't Raymond's. It was Monica. Her voice was syrupy sweet and laced with the lazy languor of someone who had just woken up. "Oh, Linnea? Raymond's in the shower." Raymond was taking a shower at Monica's place first thing in the morning? I gritted my teeth, clinging to my last bit of consciousness. "Put him on the phone." "Don't be upset, Linnea." Monica chuckled. "I accidentally spilled coffee on Raymond yeste

Chapter 3

When I came to, I found myself in the hospital. I tried to move my fingers, but my whole body ached as if every bone inside me had been shattered to pieces. "You're awake." Raymond was sitting beside my bed, peeling an apple. When he noticed I'd opened my eyes, he sliced off a small piece and brought it to my lips. His expression was so gentle, as if nothing had happened the day before. "How can you be so careless? How do you even manage to fall down a flight of stairs? You have a mild concussion and a hairline fracture in your right leg."You're a grown woman, Linnea. Can't you give me a little less to worry about?" His tone was reproachful, yet it was also patronizing and exasperated.I turned my head away, avoiding the slice of apple. "Is Monica's finger all patched up?" I asked calmly, staring out the window.Raymond's hand froze in midair. Then, he tossed the apple into the trash can. "How much longer are you going to keep this up, Linnea? Moni got hurt while hanging

Chapter 4

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, no one came to pick me up. Leaning on my crutches, I slowly made my way out of the hospital, one step at a time. My cards were frozen, and I couldn't pay with my phone. I searched through all my pockets and only managed to find a few dozen dollars in loose change. I hailed a cab and went back to the home Raymond and I shared. Even if I was going to leave, I still had to get my ID and the things my parents had left behind. As soon as I pushed open the door, the living room was filled with laughter. Monica was curled up on the couch in my silk pajamas, feeding Raymond grapes. He was looking at his laptop. Occasionally, he opened his mouth to accept a grape with an indulgent look in his eyes. When she spotted me, Monica hurriedly tried to get up, only to "accidentally" fall into Raymond's arms. "Linnea… You're back!"Raymond casually wrapped his arm around her waist and looked up at me. His gaze was stone-cold, as if he were lookin

Chapter 5

Rainwater and muddy water streamed down my pants. I dragged my throbbing right leg forward, slowly making my way out of the gates of the Hudson residence. Raymond's furious roar sounded behind me. "Lock the gates! No one's allowed to open them for her. If she doesn't learn her lesson the hard way, she'll never learn how to behave herself!" The ornate iron gates closed behind me. I stood on the curb, soaked to the skin, but I felt an unprecedented sense of relief. I pulled out my phone. The screen was flooded with text notifications informing me that Raymond had deactivated my cards. Just then, I received a message from Raymond. "I've deactivated your cards. I'll reactivate them when you learn how to apologize. Reflect on what you've done while you're out in the streets for the next few days. Don't expect me to come looking for you!" Right after that, I received a voice message.Monica's voice was choked full of emotion. "Don't do this, Raymond… Linnea's injured, and she do

Chapter 6

A week later, at Aurelia's grandest auction, Raymond, the night's biggest sponsor, showed up in a white suit. Monica had her arm looped through his. She wore the latest starry gown from a famous designer, with the "Heart of the Ocean" necklace—which originally belonged to me—around her neck. Raymond had given it to me on our third wedding anniversary. Yet, it now hung around another woman's neck. "This is far too precious, Raymond…" Monica touched the necklace with a bashful look. "Won't Linnea be upset when she finds out?"Raymond took a sip of his champagne, his expression apathetic. "Why are you bringing her up? She's such a buzzkill. It's been a week, and I still haven't heard a word from her. It looks like she's dead set on giving me the silent treatment this time." Monica bit her lip, though there was a triumphant glint in her eyes. "Linnea's probably just waiting for you to pick her up... After all, you're all she has." "She's waiting for me to pick her up?" He scoffe

Chapter 7

Raymond looked as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. "Are you trying to tell me that you're the one who has been supporting me?"He gestured at the opulent hall around us and his expensive bespoke suit. "Did that fever fry your brain, Linnea? How much could that lousy little studio of yours possibly make in a year? It isn't even enough to cover the flowers we buy for our house! Without me, you'd have starved to death on the streets long ago!"Monica clutched her neck. Tears welled up in her eyes as she chimed in. "How can you say that about Raymond, Linnea? He works so hard every single day just to provide for you…"I couldn't be bothered to waste my breath on these two idiots. I shifted my attention to Callum. "Let's begin, Callum."He nodded and snapped his fingers. The giant screen in the venue suddenly lit up. That screen that was supposed to showcase Monica's paintings now displayed one architectural blueprint after another, along with a series of aston

Chapter 8

The entire hall went pin-drop silent.Raymond snapped his head up, his eyes bloodshot. "Dream on! You're backing me into a dead end, Linnea!""I'm backing you into a dead end?" I chuckled. "That's not true. I'm simply reclaiming what's mine. Oh, and one more thing."I shifted my gaze to Monica, who was cowering behind Raymond. At that moment, she was shaking like a leaf, her face completely drained of color. "Ms. Melanie." I picked up the microphone. My voice was so gentle it sent a chill down everyone's spine. "I heard your breakthrough piece, Girl in the Rain, has been valued at a pretty high price lately?"Monica shuddered before stammering out, "W-What are you trying to do?"I waved my hand. The giant screen changed, revealing a clip of surveillance footage. It was from five years ago, recorded in my home studio. I was standing in front of my easel in the footage, completely immersed in my painting. I was painting the Girl in the Rain. Monica could be seen secretly filming

Chapter 9

Raymond's case went to trial a year later. He appeared in a prison jumpsuit on the television screen, and his hair had turned white overnight. Callum sat beside me and handed me a glass of warm water. "Do you regret it?" I shook my head. "No." I simply stared at the stranger on the television and found it almost laughable. "I wasted seven years of my life on someone like him." Callum took my hand. "It's all behind you now." The news report aired. Hudson Group filed for bankruptcy after being implicated in tax evasion, misappropriation of funds, and other financial crimes. Raymond was sentenced to 15 years in prison after being convicted on multiple charges. Monica was convicted of fraud and copyright infringement and sentenced to three years in prison. "Rumor had it that she went insane in prison, constantly claiming that a ghost was crying on her paintings. I turned off the television. "Let's go take a look at our new work."Callum didn't budge. He pulled out a blueprin

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