When Wynn heard I was hungry, Xu Yan would set aside his current work and get busy in the kitchen.Watching his bustling figure, everything remained just as it had been before.We've known each other for many years.I've always had complete trust in him.And he did the same way with me.Even though I never checked or snooped around, he never guarded against me.He didn’t even put a password on his phone.I retrieved his phone from the coat pocket he left on the couch.The screen lit up, and with a swipe, I was on the phone interface.As the CEO of the company, no one would dare to touch his phone.So, when it came to this affair, he didn't think about concealing anything.The chat records were glaringly evident before my eyes, filled with the ambiguous traces between him and that girl.The young girl's name was Lucy Lane. She majored in dance at a prestigious art academy, and she was a whole eight years younger than me.Because of a family disagreement, she left home, and Wynn kindly a
In the middle of the night, Wynn, who was lying beside me, called out softly, "Suzy."Suzy, are you asleep?"With no response from me for a while, he quietly got out of bed.He stepped onto the balcony, braving the cold wind as he made a phone call."Why aren't you sleeping yet? It’s already so late at night."I know, but the divorce isn't as straightforward as you might think."You’re a good girl. I'll handle it properly."Just a wall away.My husband, who professed his love and pity for me, was now gently reassuring his mistress."Alright, go to sleep. I'll come see you early tomorrow morning, okay?"Wynn's voice, filled with helplessness and indulgence, trickled into my ears one after another."You really can't bear to have me out of your sight for even a moment."He had said similar words to me before.My mother, a government employee with old-fashioned conservative values. When I was born, she had hoped for a son, believing it would win back the heart with my father, who often str
Seeing my pale complexion, he nervously stepped forward. "Is something wrong? Did you not sleep well, or are you feeling unwell? It's all my fault; I shouldn't have taken that call."As he spoke, his gaze lightly brushed over my features, as if he was testing whether I had heard his conversation on the balcony.I maintained my unchanged expression and replied softly, "It's nothing. I just woke up from a dream and found you weren't there."My tone was as casual as usual. Wynn also visibly breathed a sigh of relief."That's good. Go back to sleep."The two of them lay down with their backs to each other. Wynn, now free of worries, quickly drifted into slumber. Meanwhile, I stared at the ceiling, completely unable to sleep.In my mind, memories from the past resurfaced uncontrollably.I was ten years old when I first met Wynn, just after I had a big argument with my mom and was kicked out of the house.In a sorry state, I turned around and bumped into Wynn, who had moved into the neighbor
The night before my college entrance exams, I had a major argument with my mom, and she announced that she was severing all connections with me and would never speak to me again.Upon hearing the news, Wynn rushed over.It was pouring rain that day, and all my belongings were thrown out of the house. I was only wearing a thin nightgown when I locked eyes with Wynn, who was still catching his breath. While my mom continued throwing my belongings out the door, my dad was nowhere to be seen, and my sister stood by, witnessing the unfolding scene.Wynn walked directly toward me, right in front of my mom and sister, took my hand, and led me away.I still remember it vividly. At the time, my mom was furious, yelling at Wynn to "go, go, go, take her away, and never come back." Wynn tightened his grip on my hand, stopped in his tracks without looking back, and said, "I wouldn't even want to return to such a household."I managed to get through four years of college with scholarships and gove
The next morning, the sunlight streamed into the room, and outside, there was the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers. For a brief moment, the whole world seemed free of gloom.I even once thought that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream, a terrifying nightmare. That was until I went downstairs and saw it in the kitchen, amidst the leftover food scraps: the pulled pork that Wynn had personally cooked for me last night.Cold and unappetizing, it lay in a dirty and messy garbage bag.Memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave.Lucy. Just the thought of that name was enough to pierce my heart with unbearable pain.I picked up my phone, and there were a series of messages from Wynn, filling the screen."Suzy, I've made breakfast for you. It's warming in the microwave. Remember to eat when you wake up."I have some urgent matters at the company, and I might not be back tonight."Be a good girl and have your breakfast; otherwise, your stomach might act up again.".
Without much effort, I easily found Lucy by following Wynn's Facebook account. There were hundreds of Facebook posts, documenting every little detail of her life with Wynn. She didn't hide anything, almost wanting the whole world to know."Dancing hurt my leg, and it's tough to move around. I was all by myself in that empty room, but fortunately, Wynn came to my rescue, setting aside his work just to be with me. It's what it feels like to be looked after."I checked the posting time. On that same day, I was admitted to the hospital due to stomach bleeding, enduring excruciating pain to the point of passing out. Despite it all, I believed Wynn had a lot on his plate with work and toughed it out, spending an entire night alone with an IV in the hospital.Afterwards, when Wynn found out about it, he even asked me somewhat angrily why I didn't call him.I casually brushed it off, saying, "I'm not a child, and it's not something I can't handle on my own. There’s no need to disturb you."
I scrolled through Lucy's Facebook page, from top to bottom. By the time I reached the end, a piercing pain had settled in my heart.Numbly, I wiped away my tears and prepared to leave her profile. But inadvertently, I clicked the refresh button, and a newly posted update appeared.It was a photo taken in front of a bathroom door. In the picture, a woman was wearing only a camisole nightgown, revealing kiss marks on her neck and even down to her chest. In the background, I could vaguely see a tall figure taking a shower. It was Wynn. We had known each other for years, and even if I could only see his back in a blurry photo, I could still recognize him."Using this trick to make me happy, huh?"A strong wave of nausea surged through me. I slumped onto the cold floor. At this moment, my heart had turned completely cold.……Wynn didn't return until two days later. As soon as he saw me, he immediately took my hand and led me out the door. He said a new resort spa had opened in the
Upon waking again, all I saw was a sea of white. The nurse told me I had a fractured arm and some superficial abrasions, but my husband was in critical condition. Perhaps the nurse felt that, as a wife, I should be anxious and worried about my husband's condition in the emergency room. So, when I expressed my desire to get some fresh air, she led me to the emergency room where Wynn was.I stared blankly at the continuously lit red light above the door, saying nothing. The nurse by my side looked at me with concern and said, "Don't worry too much. The surgeon in there is the most experienced doctor in our hospital. The driver who lost control and crashed into you all was also saved by him. Your husband will be fine."I tugged at the corner of my mouth and replied, "Hmm."Perhaps she found me too indifferent, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She made an excuse and left.My mind is in turmoil now. Why did Wynn risk his life to protect me in that crisis? Was it love? Bu
After the original studio contract expired, I chose to invest and open my own studio. I even organized an art exhibition. Seeing those paintings with my signature being admired and praised by more people, at that moment, the void in my soul, which had been empty for a long time, was finally filled again.I just wanted to live in peace, but I didn't know what madness possessed Lucy. She came to cause trouble for me, even ruining a piece of artwork that I was about to submit to a client the next day."Suzy, why don't you just die already? If it weren't because of you, why wouldn’t Wynn want to marry me?"I'm young and vibrant, much better than you in every way. You're an old hag without any self-awareness."It had been a long time since I had seen her, and Lucy no longer had the lively, cute, and innocent look from her photos. Her face was contorted, her skin dull, and she had lost all her charm.Seeing her in this state, my smile grew even brighter."Young and vibrant? Then why haven
I should be like other women and carefully reminisce about the past with Wynn.However, I couldn't muster any enthusiasm for it now. While the memories from before were indeed beautiful, they had also been tainted.I didn't want the happiness and beauty of the past to be defiled. Let it remain in the past, for the Suzy of that time. The Suzy of today must live for herself. Life is not just about the present hardships; it also encompasses the beauty and inspiration found in poetry and the allure of distant places and experiences.…….The divorce progressed smoothly. After signing the papers, I left the office without any turning back. It was a perfect day with a gentle breeze, much like the rest of my life from that point forward.The property division followed the agreement: I got eighty percent, he got twenty percent. The company's shares were all converted into cash and transferred to my account. As for the house, I left the recently renovated villa we had just moved into not l
After knowing that I was going to hand over the evidence in my hand to Lucy's academy, Wynn, who had been unresponsive and refused to divorce, took the initiative to contact me after a long time.I sat, and after a moment of silence, Wynn spoke, "Suzy...""You don't want me to report it, do you?"I raised my gaze to this man and let out a sarcastic laugh. "Give me a reason?"He nervously pinched his fingers and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Lucy... she's only twenty years old. She's so young and still in school. If she's kicked out because of this, her life will be destroyed."All of this is my fault, my mistake, it's my foolishness that caused all of this."Suzy, can you, for the sake of me risking my life to save you earlier, please..."He didn't finish his sentence.I lowered my gaze. My heart, which had been silent like stagnant water, still hurt upon hearing these words. We had known each other for years, and I had always thought we would be together for a lifetime.
However, the well-behaved Lucy he spoke of didn't seem to be an obedient and docile girl. The next day, she came to the hospital.I still remember it was a sunny afternoon with a gentle breeze. Wynn had gone to the bathroom. Normally, it should have been my duty to help him since he was injured all over, but I just didn't want to. I thought he could manage a bit on his own despite the inconvenience he would face.I was leisurely eating an apple peeled by one of the nurses and watching the latest variety show on my tablet when she arrived. Her eyes were red, and she was panting, pushing the door open anxiously, saying, "Wynn."We locked eyes just as I was sitting on the couch. For a moment, the air felt as lifeless as ashes. It only lasted a few seconds, and I averted my gaze, staring at the screen, and spoke indifferently, "He's in the bathroom."Perhaps my attitude had provoked her. Lucy, her feathers ruffled like an angry chicken. "He's injured, and you don't even take care of
Upon waking again, all I saw was a sea of white. The nurse told me I had a fractured arm and some superficial abrasions, but my husband was in critical condition. Perhaps the nurse felt that, as a wife, I should be anxious and worried about my husband's condition in the emergency room. So, when I expressed my desire to get some fresh air, she led me to the emergency room where Wynn was.I stared blankly at the continuously lit red light above the door, saying nothing. The nurse by my side looked at me with concern and said, "Don't worry too much. The surgeon in there is the most experienced doctor in our hospital. The driver who lost control and crashed into you all was also saved by him. Your husband will be fine."I tugged at the corner of my mouth and replied, "Hmm."Perhaps she found me too indifferent, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She made an excuse and left.My mind is in turmoil now. Why did Wynn risk his life to protect me in that crisis? Was it love? Bu
I scrolled through Lucy's Facebook page, from top to bottom. By the time I reached the end, a piercing pain had settled in my heart.Numbly, I wiped away my tears and prepared to leave her profile. But inadvertently, I clicked the refresh button, and a newly posted update appeared.It was a photo taken in front of a bathroom door. In the picture, a woman was wearing only a camisole nightgown, revealing kiss marks on her neck and even down to her chest. In the background, I could vaguely see a tall figure taking a shower. It was Wynn. We had known each other for years, and even if I could only see his back in a blurry photo, I could still recognize him."Using this trick to make me happy, huh?"A strong wave of nausea surged through me. I slumped onto the cold floor. At this moment, my heart had turned completely cold.……Wynn didn't return until two days later. As soon as he saw me, he immediately took my hand and led me out the door. He said a new resort spa had opened in the
Without much effort, I easily found Lucy by following Wynn's Facebook account. There were hundreds of Facebook posts, documenting every little detail of her life with Wynn. She didn't hide anything, almost wanting the whole world to know."Dancing hurt my leg, and it's tough to move around. I was all by myself in that empty room, but fortunately, Wynn came to my rescue, setting aside his work just to be with me. It's what it feels like to be looked after."I checked the posting time. On that same day, I was admitted to the hospital due to stomach bleeding, enduring excruciating pain to the point of passing out. Despite it all, I believed Wynn had a lot on his plate with work and toughed it out, spending an entire night alone with an IV in the hospital.Afterwards, when Wynn found out about it, he even asked me somewhat angrily why I didn't call him.I casually brushed it off, saying, "I'm not a child, and it's not something I can't handle on my own. There’s no need to disturb you."
The next morning, the sunlight streamed into the room, and outside, there was the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers. For a brief moment, the whole world seemed free of gloom.I even once thought that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream, a terrifying nightmare. That was until I went downstairs and saw it in the kitchen, amidst the leftover food scraps: the pulled pork that Wynn had personally cooked for me last night.Cold and unappetizing, it lay in a dirty and messy garbage bag.Memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave.Lucy. Just the thought of that name was enough to pierce my heart with unbearable pain.I picked up my phone, and there were a series of messages from Wynn, filling the screen."Suzy, I've made breakfast for you. It's warming in the microwave. Remember to eat when you wake up."I have some urgent matters at the company, and I might not be back tonight."Be a good girl and have your breakfast; otherwise, your stomach might act up again.".
The night before my college entrance exams, I had a major argument with my mom, and she announced that she was severing all connections with me and would never speak to me again.Upon hearing the news, Wynn rushed over.It was pouring rain that day, and all my belongings were thrown out of the house. I was only wearing a thin nightgown when I locked eyes with Wynn, who was still catching his breath. While my mom continued throwing my belongings out the door, my dad was nowhere to be seen, and my sister stood by, witnessing the unfolding scene.Wynn walked directly toward me, right in front of my mom and sister, took my hand, and led me away.I still remember it vividly. At the time, my mom was furious, yelling at Wynn to "go, go, go, take her away, and never come back." Wynn tightened his grip on my hand, stopped in his tracks without looking back, and said, "I wouldn't even want to return to such a household."I managed to get through four years of college with scholarships and gove