Looking at the files spread out on the table, Maya tried to hold back the tears but only to wipe them over and over as they trail down her cheeks.
After 3 years of dating and 4 years of marriage, Maya found a side of the man she shared a bed with, a dark, dirty, hidden side that she never imagined existing…
Spread in front of her.
Aside from the thick pile listing his crimes – actual crimes that could one in prison, the few papers about his personal life said enough:
Over the years, he hid at least three million in income in more than a dozen accounts. This investigation alone found the record of nearly one million spent on different women, with one of the largest sums purchasing an apartment in the city center.
In that apartment lived a college girl…and her six-month-old son.
If Maya could still lie to herself in front of this "indirect" evidence, she could no longer when she saw those three photos shot in front of that very same apartment.
In one photo Jason was side by side with the girl; in another, they were heading into the building holding hands; and the last one was in the middle of the night when Jason just came out of the building.
Jason didn't have his ring in any of these photos.
He never took it off in front of Maya.
What was even more ironic, was the diamond necklace on the girl. It looked too familiar…to not be the one Maya lost last year. If that girl bought that Cartier limited edition in the year Maya got married 4 years ago, she would not be living in a small apartment as a lawyer's mistress.
Maya remembered that night when she asked Jason if he had seen that necklace. What did he answer? He said: “Haven’t seen it. Did you lose it?”
And when she tried to search in her memories for that possibility, Jason even played the generous act and said: “It’s okay if you lost it. I’ll get you a new one.”
Now that half a year had passed. Maya didn’t get a new necklace, only a photo of the old one on another girl’s neck.
The girl’s smile in the photo burned Maya’s eyes. She put her hand over her chest, feeling the freezing ache in her heart, not sure what she was upset the most – his lies? His cheating? Or the fact that he cheated and lied, and then put the blame on her?!
She never expected the man she loved and sacrificed so much for seven years could do such a thing, but maybe she should have, because based on the thick pile of his crimes, he was far from the man she thought he was–
In his short career, he did countless dirty deals, helping clients for “extra bonuses”. She was a lawyer herself once – before she quit to be the housewife like he wanted. She knew lawyers sometimes use these grey deals as ladders up, but never did she imagine Jason to be so bold to get so many “ladders” that were so much dirtier than most!
No wonder he had the leisure of 3 million “extra bonuses” to keep women out there.
As a wife, she was sad about the betrayal;
As a former lawyer, she was angry at his immorality.
How did her life come to this point?!
A horn from the driveway pulled her back to reality, and to her difficultly made decision – to get everything out in the open with Jason.
She had prepared a month for today. She gathered all the evidence she could, made sure Jason would get home for dinner, and asked the friendly old lady in her neighborhood to take care of their daughter.
Even though she wasn’t sure what result she was looking for.
A divorce? How could she hurt their 3-year-old daughter with an ugly fall out of her parents? Not to mention the mess and tremendous pressure that would follow her even if she could get custody.
Or forgiveness? Could she really forgive him if he apologize with promises? Could she ever trust his words again? And even if he was willing, what about his mistress and their newborn baby?
Everything was such a mess.
Maya used to look down on those housewives who couldn't break out of a rotten marriage. She thought they were just too cowardly to do the necessary, only now did she feel all the bitterness and hurt and bewilderment when it was HER rotten marriage that needs a decision.
Unfortunately, Maya decided to listen to what he had to say first.
“Where’s dinner?” Those were the first words out of Jason when he entered and frowned at the empty table.
"Madeline is at Mrs. Dylon's today," Not answering him directly, Maya clutched the materials in her hand to gather courage.
"Isn’t that more of a reason to get me something delicious? We haven't enjoyed dinner and after-dinner activities for a long time." Jason walked towards her with a charming smile. His bright eyes shone just like in the good old days when she was falling in love with him.
But everything changed, and she didn’t even know when.
Taking a deep breath, Maya walked past Jason and spread the materials on the coffee table for him. Jason followed her with a smile, then his face changed after taking a look and his tone turned cold: "Who gave you these things?"
"Damian," Maya blurted, only to realize what she said after.
She frowned and asked: "Is that what matters, really? The point is what you did, isn't it?"
But Jason was caught up in his own anger: "Damian? We haven't spoken for ages! What's he doing these for?!" He grabbed the materials on the table and threw them out page by page as he glanced through, "With details no less. Spent a lot of effort, didn't he? What's the matter with him?!"
He got angrier as he shouted on to the point where he splashed everything in an outburst.
Papers scattered all over.
Scarlett had never seen so clearly how Jason would always throw a temper as a solution to everything that didn’t go as HIS plan.
And before today, Scarlett would always attend to his emotion first.
But not today.
She had backed down enough.
“Nothing is wrong with HIM,” Scarlett steadied her tone, trying to sound strict and serious, “he only gave me these because I went to him for help. I want to know what you have to say about these.”
“What I have to say?!” Jason snapped angrily, “I say he should have kept his fucking nose out of my fucking business! I was supposed to have dinner at MY home, with MY family if it weren’t for him! By the way, where is my loving wife? Have you seen her?!”
“How could you say these horrible things after what you have done?!” Maya rose her voice as tears burst out of her.
A bit surprised at her tears, Jason looked at her for a while, and…laughed.
“Isn’t it better when you knew none of these? Just stay at home with our daughter, and everything was fine.” His voice was tender, like the devil luring the innocent with poisonous sweets.
Maya was utterly stunned.
Her eyes open wide, filled with disbelief: “So…you still don’t think you did anything wrong?”
“Stop being a baby. These don’t change anything about us, our family.” Jason chuckled, “You need to calm down, forget about any of these, and our family would be back the way it was.”
“How?!” Maya retorted in shock, “If you can’t even see that you did anything wrong, then I think we do need a divorce.”
She expected Jason to have a lower moral line, considering his job. But it still shocked her that he had apparently no bottom line.
Was this the same man she married? The man she fell in love with? Was their marriage that change him so drastically, or he had always been like this, and she just had never seen that before?
“I’ve worked all day for us, and I’m tired. You pick up Madeline after you make dinner.” Jason said with an indifferent tone, heading upstairs, “I’ll get up for dinner later.”
Stunned for long before Maya realized Jason did not take her demand for divorce seriously.
She chased Jason and grabbed his wrist when he was already on the second floor, demanding: “I want a divorce. I’m serious!”
“Stop with the nonsense!” Jason swung her off impatiently, “You can divorce me when you die!”
Chasing him in a hurry, Maya didn’t stand stable, and his swing throw her off balance with so little difficulty.
All happened in a split second, and Maya was bumping her way down the staircase with the sharp corners hitting her on her head, her back…everything.
She felt the sharp pain in her chest long after her world stopped twirling. Something pierced into her.
She couldn’t move, or talk, or anything. She could only see…through the blood that filled her eye sockets.
She saw Jason rushing down and asking how she was doing.
She saw Jason pulling out his phone and pressing three buttons.
She saw Jason’s finger hovering above a button only to slowly put away his phone.
He bent down, looking at her closely, with his eyes colder and colder.
She couldn’t find her lips, but she begged at her best. She begged him to help her. She begged her long-time husband, the only man she had ever loved, to help her…for their daughter’s sake.
But he didn’t.
He stood up and left her sight. Then came the click of the door, and then the engine of his car.
He left.
He left her bleeding on the floor of their home, feeling life draining from her under tremendous pain.
Repentance tasted so bitter…
Breathing got so hard and painful, but Maya lingered on.
Die after she sacrificed her everything for “family” and let the cheating bastard get away with everything?!
Anguish fueled her on!
If she dies now, she dies a joke! Who’s gonna punish the devil who cheated, lied, committed countless crimes, and left her here to die?!
What on earth had she got out of this marriage except for the cute little daughter?
Her daughter! Maya drew a long, painful breath at that thought.
The thought of her angelic sweet baby daughter ached her deeper than her wounds. Who’s gonna take care of her? Maya dared not to rely on Jason for that anymore.
She can’t die! Ever for Madeline, she had got to live on!
But things aren’t always what you wish.
Blood loss dulled her will as time passed by. In the end, all Maya could do was lie there helplessly, feeling life draining from her in desperation, and even pain couldn’t slow down the time.
She could only wish that all evil would get its punishment, but now…
Now she was left with only darkness.
Maya died.
"Maya, Maya?" After God knows how long, Maya drowned in the absolute void when suddenly a faint voice rose, calling her name. The darkness surrounding her faded away, and now Maya heard sounds, felt warmth, and saw– Light. Light came knocking on her eyelids. She opened her eyes, and before she could focus them, she saw a nebulous face came dangerously close. She flinched, only to gasp in utter fear when she recognized that face– It was Jason! “Are you okay?” Jason leaned in, his blue eyes getting closer and closer, taking air out of Maya’s lungs. His right hand reached behind her, seemingly to hug her. Maya couldn’t read the care in those blue eyes, when all she could see in her mind was the coldness in them when she was dying on the floor. The desperation of death gripped her throat and then washed her through. Fear, anger, detestation. Her body couldn’t seem to handle all the emotions rampaging inside her so they all rushed up to the back of her tongue. She stopped her gaggin
The end of the wedding was finally here. No matter how reluctant, Maya had no choice but to enter the car with Jason. The car had only so much space. Sitting on the shotgun, Maya pressed herself on the window to put distance between her and her murderer. But even so, the compressed room didn’t help her with the sick feeling in her stomach every time the notion of being so close with Jason kicked in. Sick. That was all she felt. She kept sliding down, and soon leaned against the window, half lying down, looking weak. She was physically weak. She could tell. She wanted to get away from Jason, but her brain was on a strike due to the pounding pain in her temples. That made her feel even more powerless. The powerless feeling created frustration in her chest, but she had no energy to deal with it. Suffering alone in silence was not at all Maya's style. If it was the old her, she would be on Jason already, asking for hugs and comfort when she was not feeling well. But that was t
Had Jason always been this selfish, self-centered man from the beginning?! Savoring this new realization, Maya can’t remember. In her memory, there never seemed to be much stumbling between the two of them. Occasionally there were small differences of opinion. Jason can always come up with some tricks to divert her attention with sweet words and small sweet surprises, and she seems to no longer insist on the original idea after those little surprises. Basically, it had always been like that. She used to be very satisfied with Jason's little tricks of comforting her, and felt that he had a good personality and was considerate. She had never thought about what would happen if the problems between the two were not resolved in Jason's way. It would end up like today, right? Because she didn't give him the respond he wanted, because she refunded the ticket without his approval, then, he immediately flips to the angry mode? So, if she just doesn't cooperate and doesn't back down, what
The taillights of the car dashed off as the roar of its engine died away. Maya was stunned. In the two of her lives, this was the second time she had a fight with Jason, and it ended up with Jason leaving her on the street. Well, it could have been worse? He could have run her over. This time, Maya didn’t feel bad for too long for Jason. Actually, Jason gave her exactly what she wanted – distance from him! She could take this chance to calm down from her own death and reborn without facing her murderer. Maya was glad she tested her theory, and glad to see Jason clearer this lifetime so early. till wearing her wedding dress, Maya had only a thin coat on the outside. The only good thing was the flat shoes she changed into before leaving the wedding hall. The flat shoes allowed her to stand firmly and walk smoothly, but they also caused the skirt to completely drag on the ground. She had to hold the skirt up with both her hands to keep from tripping over it. However, that left her w
Maya waited for 10 days before she made an appointment with Damian. The 10 days was her way of acting as a newlywed. If it were known that she and Jason quarreled so much that their honeymoon was ruined, there would be too much to explain. After all, they were still a loving couple on the wedding. During these 10 days, she rented a small apartment, got familiar with the living environment around the apartment, recalled the work she was doing before she got married and left the job, and even reviewed and sorted out the various laws, rules, and program, general flow. For the first time in four years, her time was entirely her own. Needless to say, she enjoyed it quite a bit. Damian was on the rise in his career and had his hands full. On the phone, he searched his tight schedule for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable time. Maya didn't want to embarrass him too much, so she suggested to bring lunch for him in the office. "Isn't that appropriate?" Damian hesitated when he hear
Maya was a little surprised by his objective calm tone, and looked up at him: "Yes. So I came back early to try to solve work problems." What she said was also the truth, she just didn't tell him about the quarrel. This is not lying. When Damian got the answer, he nodded again: "Keeping your work may not be a bad thing for you. Now let's talk about your problem." Said that, he took a sip of his coffee and started to eat. "I do have some problems at work." Maya thought for a while, and decided to start with the simplest personnel relationship, "I don’t know if you know my boss, Jerry Hall? Let’s start with things that has been in my office, he…" Maya tried her best to explain the matter tactfully, explaining that she was looking at it from her own point of view. Based on her memory of Jerry Hall, she briefly mentioned one or two things: He did not mention a word in front of the client about the documents Maya had worked so hard to complete, saying he completed the work on his own; he
9:00 A.M., Maya was already sitting at her desk, checking the latest case in the firm's database Content on her computer. The coffee at hand was made by the coffee machine in the law firm kitchen. Looking at the text on the screen, she casually took a sip before frowning deeply. In her mouth was burnt bitterness, and a smell of rotten steak rushes up her nose. She couldn't help but frown and stick out her tongue. "I wasn’t fooling you when I told you the coffee in the law firm is just trash.”A familiar voice came from ahead. She looked up, and sure enough, it was Damian. Maya shrugged and smiled: "I just wanted to give it a chance." "It's better not to have any expectations." Damian nodded slightly, "How’s your first day going?" He still didn't have any expression, his tone was flat, and his movements were swift, as if he just came for a few words out of politeness. But Maya was able to tell that he was in a good mood. It seems that those four years of extra life didn’t leave her
It was pouring Monday morning, and the road started to get stuck in traffic. Maya ended the Uber order halfway and walked nearly two miles to the office on foot. She was in a hurry, out of breath, and still late. Fortunately, a large number of colleagues in the law firm's work system were reporting late, and the partners also notified the team, and all work arrangements were postponed for half an hour. Even though with an umbrella, her clothes still got wet, and the damp and cold breath seeped into her skin, making her feel sticky and cold. She threw the umbrella in the bag on the ground, took out the computer in the bag to make sure it wasn't wet, and couldn't help shivering a little when she was about to sit down. It was too cold. She stomped her feet, opened the drawer and took out the cup, then turned and went to the pantry. Even if the coffee in the law firm is terrible, something hot would be nice. Various machines in the tea room have been started, and new coffee powder and
"Then what's the point?" Damian shrugged, "Let's eat talk about it."He threw the dumpling into his mouth and ate it."Sophia and the others, do they all know that you are leaving?" Maya felt her mind was a little confused, so she found the simplest question and threw it away first."Them? They should have always known that this day would come." Damian thought for a while, "But I haven't officially announce anything on the date."Well, that means she was probably the first to know that he was returning to the family business. Maya felt a subtle sense of psychological satisfaction."Okay." Maya shrugged, "I never thought you would inheriting the family business. It feels bit sudden."Before today, Damian in her mind had always been a reliable senior, a peer who called each other. He is indeed much richer than her, but he doesn't have obvious rich habits, which is completely different from Vincent and the like. She also hadn't considered the possibility of his identity changing.Now, s
In a cafe near the law firm.Maya sat by the window, watching the number of people in the store getting fewer and fewer, watching the sunlight on the street outside the window getting darker and darker, and the lights getting brighter and brighter. People who were in a hurry to get off work left, and people who went out for a walk or play after dinner appeared again.She only took a sip of the coffee placed in front of her. A book open on the table, and not even one page turned. She peeled off the skin on the edge of her thumbs, and she couldn’t even feel the pain.Damian took Jason away.What will they talk about? Will Jason take another chance to get something out of Damian?Although she was well aware of Damian's intelligence and ability, she still couldn't help but worry. After all, Jason got into trouble because of her.Finally, a familiar voice appeared outside the window.Maya stood up immediately and couldn't wait to greet Damian when he stepped into the store door and asked,
"You're the one who's crazy alright?!" Unable to escape, Maya gritted her teeth and retorted.It was after hours. People are going in and out of the building. Not want to be the center of an ugly gossip, Maya lowered her voice when he didn’t turn to violence too fast.Her wrist still hurt from being squeezed."The client that Damian introduced to me!" Jason seemed really anxious. He ignored Maya's scolding and raised his hand to pull her forward, "Don't say you don't know!""What should I know?!" He used too much force, and Maya felt that her wrist was about to be broken. In pain, she began to struggle again.Based on the key words of Jason's question, she had some guesses about his question.Could it be that something happened so quickly to the customer Damian told her about?"You really don't know?" Jason snorted angrily.He gritted his teeth and stared at her for a long time, looking at her expression as she focused on staying away from him. Finally, he took two deep breaths, nodde
"Legal Advisor" Damian is very professional. After receiving the payment, he helped "client" Maya sort out several typical emotional needs, and attached possible manifestations, as well as replacement conditions that can be used for negotiation.For Maya, the "client", the process of payment is pleasant both physically and mentally, and the advice received is very professional and of high reference value. The only minor drawback was that after the payment, the client felt a little mentally exhausted, but the consultant insisted on finishing the consulting.Of course, the advice itself was good.Based on the suggestion, Maya asked Tanya to review her relationship experience, try to judge her husband's psychological needs, and then design tests to determine the negotiation plan.But her proposal encountered a slight setback.Tanya is unwilling to carry out the plan or even review the life between the two of them."No, no, no. Looking back now, every detail tells me that I was a fool." T
Breaths entwine with each other.Maya felt that she might have been bewitched in some way.The cold woody aroma of Damian's body mixed with his own scent, creating a thick, warm undertone, but almost cold to the touch, like mint and snow. This breath is just like him. When it is first touched, it is cold and sharp, stimulating people to wake up. When the mellow and warm part penetrates, people are already immersed in it unconsciously.She sniffed this smell, hooked her smooth muscles on her shoulders, and touched her lips and tongue repeatedly with him. Nothing else mattered, and the two of them became each other's center, as if souls had been exchanged through such a touch.And Damian was obviously as immersed in it as she was. He held her back with one hand and pressed the nape of her neck, while the other hand was pressed against her lower back, rubbing it unconsciously as he moved.After an unknown amount of time, Maya's waist touched something a little hard. The thing seemed to a
"It's not too difficult to be prepared." Damian raised his hand to wipe offher frown, "But providing solutions will cost you morein my bill.""No problem!" Maya immediately regained her relaxed posture, raised her hands, and asked him to hurry up and continue serving. Non worriedat all whether she, as a “customer”, was being too generous.Damian seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction. The hand that was pressing on her forehead slid down smoothly, and the back of his hand lightly rubbed her cheek before taking it back and spoke unhurriedly:"The only common methods used by people like them are coaxing, threatening, and buying. Coaxing is not suitable for people who are familiar with it. According to your information, he used to control your customers before, mainly using so-called legal threats. Now, this approach doesn’t work, so the only option left is bribery.”&n
When the two were sitting on the sofa reading a book together, Maya chatted with Damian about Tanya's case.She and Damian were shoulder to shoulder, and the book she held in her hands hadn't turned a page for nearly ten minutes. She had read a passage three or four times, but she didn't really remember what the book said. All she could think about was what Sophia said a few days ago."It seems like a waste of resources if you don't ask him."Sophia's encouragement has helped her overcome the psychological barrier of "exploiting relationships outside of work". Damian is by your side now, and you can ask for his opinion just by opening your mouth.So, should she speak up?Considering the issue of customer privacy, should she obtain first Tanya’s consent before discussing with a third person?She bit her lip and hesitated, but she didn't notice that Damian had put down the book in his hand at some point and tilted his head to look at her.After watching for a while, Damian finally touch
Tanya burst out laughing, though someone just looked her in the eye and said harsh words."Ah, I was too slowly today. I should have told him before he left that asking you to be my lawyer was the most correct decision I have ever made!" She laughed so hard she bent over with her hand on her her stomach, almost fell on the table.After finally laughing enough, she stood up, walked to the two female lawyers, and gave them each a hug: "Really, thank you. Sophia, Maya, if you have seen how my conversation with him ended last time, you will understand how happy I truly am today!"Seeing Tanya's smile and hearing her words, Maya truly understood Sophia's intentions."But I angered him. If he goes back today, he will probably discuss a solution with your husband and embarrass you." Sophia tilted her head and reminded Tanya.And not sure whether it was because Tanya was too happy or because she really didn't care, she waved her hand and said, "Let them think of a solution. At least today I k
Maya doesn't want to take the time to hear what Jason did. But she was really curious about the method Damian used to stop Jason from causing trouble."I just gave him a client." Damian's eyes were still very sincere when he told the story, "This client is a bit troublesome to me, but it is an opportunity for him. If he can restrain his desire, nothing bad will happen. .”Maya felt that behind his sincerity, she also saw cunning. A very flexible and calm cunning. This made her look forward to Jason’s choice with this client.Her expectations were so strong that when she was working, she would get distracted from time to time, imagining the scene where the two people were left to their own devices, facing the court's judgment."You were a little distracted today." Tanya's voice woke Maya up.Maya was startled, quickly recovered, and looked up at Tanya. But the look in Tanya’s eyes was not dissatisfaction, but rather, gossip."Anything fun and happy? Why don't you tell me?" Tanya rested