Ivan had no idea about Yuna's social media posts, nor did he realize that Cordelia had been living in such agony all along. What could have been mended was now a shattered dream.His world had collapsed.…On the day of Cordelia's funeral, Ivan showed up. However, he was turned away by her parents upon their return to the country. Her brother, Cedric Lange, nearly beat him into a bloody pulp.Cedric grabbed Ivan by the tie and glared at him with hatred. "You promised to take good care of her, yet you let her suffer in despair until death."I'm not as kind as Lia. She loved you, and even in her dying moments, she thought of you. She was so good-natured that even when Yuna bullied her, she never thought of fighting back."But my parents and I won't forgive you. Do you want to see Yuna's true colors? I hope after finding out the truth, you'll live a long and awful life to experience the hell Lia went through."Ivan looked up and watched as Cedric threw down a flurry of investigativ
The setting sun cast a faint blush over my pale face. My hands trembled slightly as I held the diagnosis of my terminal stomach cancer.Dazedly, I dialed the number pinned at the top of my contacts.The familiar ringtone snapped me out of my daze, and I instinctively turned my head.Not far away, my husband, Ivan Sartore, was frowning as he held a woman in his arms protectively. Her face was pale without makeup, but something about her stirred sympathy.I recognized her. Early in my relationship with Ivan, I had once stumbled across her photo tucked inside his wallet. I had asked him who she was, and he had wordlessly snatched the photo back with barely concealed impatience.It wasn't until later that I learned the truth from his sister, Iris Sartore. The woman's name was Yuna Lindsay, and she was Ivan's first love.He had been head over heels for her, but their relationship had fallen apart after his parents disapproved of them. Yuna had gone abroad in a fit of anger, and Ivan h
I looked up at Ivan and studied every flicker of emotion on his face. I thought if I could see even a hint of happiness, I might be able to forget everything that happened in the hospital.However, Ivan's expression was nothing but panic, and then, for a brief second, disgust.My stomach twisted, and my heart tightened. I felt suffocated."That's good news, Lia. I'll take care of you and be a good father."He turned his head away as he spoke.I knew Ivan couldn't lie. His eyes always gave his true feelings away.I felt drained all of a sudden. I forced a smile and said, "I was just kidding. I'm not pregnant."Ivan looked back and chided with slight reproach, "You shouldn't joke about something like that."Yet, I saw relief in his eyes.That night, Ivan slept soundly beside me.Meanwhile, I couldn't stop tossing and turning as I stared at Yuna's recent social media post. Earlier, I had messaged Iris, and she had shared with me Yuna's Instagram profile."Cordelia, my parents a
Yuna's eyes filled with uncertainty like a deer caught in the headlights. "Ivan is lucky to have a wife like you. I wish you both happiness."When I made to leave afterward, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. There was a brooch resting on her couch, its pink diamond glinting under the sunlight.Nausea hit me hard. I clutched my chest and rushed out of Yuna's home.As I crouched by the side of the road, I vomited bile. My mind was consumed by a single thought.Why was Ivan's brooch at Yuna's house? Did they do something on the couch?…When Ivan came home that night, he was furious.The door slammed shut with a bang, which echoed in the hallway. The sharp noise pierced through my head, making me feel dizzy."Cordelia! Why did you look for Yuna?"His voice was loud and angry—something he had never directed at me throughout our marriage."She's already suffering enough. Why did you go and make things worse for her?"I stared at him dumbfoundedly, then tried to d
As Ivan wished, I stopped seeking Yuna out. But her posts on social media constantly reopened my wounds that never had the chance to heal."Sick and lost my appetite, but luckily, I have a good friend to coax me into eating."She posted that while I was writhing on the floor in pain, unable to take a single bite of the meal I had painstakingly prepared.My mind was filled with images of Ivan's tender behavior, something I had never been the recipient of.From that day on, I started keeping a journal, scribbling down thoughts that haunted me.Yuna had posted again. Her caption read, "Eleven, you've grown so much. He's taken such good care of you that you're now so chubby. I still remember the day we adopted you."The photo was of Yuna holding a white ragdoll cat.I had always liked Eleven, but the cat had never warmed up to me.When I first tried to offer him a treat, I was scratched on my wrist in return. Ivan had apologized, but he had never considered sending the cat away.O
At last, I consulted a lawyer.He asked if I wanted to gather evidence of Ivan's infidelity to ensure he would be left with nothing upon our divorce. I thought for a moment and declined.I didn't lack money or love. I simply believed that all couples in the world should be as happy as my parents were. So, I trusted Ivan would fulfill his duties as a husband, just as I had wholeheartedly cared for him as his wife.When Ivan and I first got married, he had been in poor health, especially due to his sensitive stomach. At the time, I had thought it was due to his busy work life and the constant drinking during client meetings.In hindsight, I realized that a good portion of that alcohol was probably consumed in longing for Yuna. But I had been clueless back then. I had naively learned to cook various nutritious meals for him, hid his cigarettes, and reminded his secretary to keep an eye on him to prevent him from drinking.Sometimes, while I cooked, Ivan would come up from behind an
Often, I would vomit in the bathroom.Fortunately, all of Ivan's concern was directed toward Yuna. Otherwise, he would have noticed something was off with me.I put on makeup and practiced my smile in the mirror. But as I smiled, I noticed tears welling up in the eyes of the woman staring back at me.After that, I went shopping for a gift for Ivan. In the end, I decided to buy him a watch. I hoped that when I was gone, the watch could accompany him through every moment of his life.Under the sales assistant's recommendation, my eyes landed on a black mechanical watch, and I thought it would look stunning on Ivan's hand.His hands were broad and well-defined. I had once held them tightly in bed during moments of passion and intimacy.I said with a smile, "I'll take this one."The sales assistant expertly wrapped the watch and handed it to me.Just before I left the mall, I caught sight of a familiar figure and froze.I sighed in relief to see it was just Ivan with Iris.Just t
When Ivan got home, he discovered that Cordelia had left. However, her belongings were still there, and the dining table was set with cold dishes.Where had she gone? Ivan felt a wave of panic, but then he remembered that Cordelia had never argued with him over the years. Though he had recently grown closer to Yuna, Cordelia had been understanding and considerate.Thus, Ivan thought there shouldn't be any problems. When he tried to call her, it went unanswered. It was then that he realized her phone was also left behind at home.Although a sense of dread surged from the pit of his stomach, he quickly suppressed it and convinced himself that Cordelia was probably just out shopping.Thinking this, Ivan sat down on the couch and held a black velvet box with a small smile on his lips. He thought he could finally make it up to Lia.Earlier that day, he had finally clarified things with Yuna. He claimed he would still be responsible for her medical expenses, but he wouldn't be at