Chapter 4

Louis was still unresponsive by the time he was carried into the car, and I couldn't help but scoff.

Back in the day, he did not have a single nickel to his name, unable to afford even a single bouquet of roses, while I was already the top name of the television station.

In an effort to help his career, I had used all the connections I could, and almost got violated a few times in the process.

In the end, he had succeeded.

The first time the company turned a profit, he had hugged me excitedly. "Luna, I must be the luckiest man in the world to have you! From now on, I'll earn lots and lots of money, and give it all to you!"

Naïve as I was, I had believed every single word.

And what had come of that?

He had given all the money he earned over to Lorraine, buying luxury brands and diamond rings for her, and even joined her as they jeered at my appearance that had deteriorated after what he'd done.

"You're so disgusting, Luna. You look like an old rag! If it rained, you'd probably be able to catch a whole bunch of it with the wrinkles on your face!"

"Louis, doesn't she look like a shar-pei dog? You know, the ones that have all those wrinkles?"

"Hey, now that you mention it, yeah! Haha!"

Every word was like a knife stabbing into my heart.

Enduring the pain, I croaked, my voice as hoarse as sandpaper, "W-why did you treat me like this…?"

"It's simple, really." Lorraine gave me a withering look. "Why would he keep someone who has outlived her usefulness?"

Hearing this, Louis raised his eyebrows. "You idiot, hasn't it gone through your thick skull yet? I married you back then because I wanted to use your connections! What, did you think I was a masochist who loved being bossed around like an arrogant woman like you?"

I couldn't believe my own ears. The words froze my heart into ice colder than the snow underneath me.

Lorraine even made a show of wrapping her arms around his neck daintily. "Men hate women who are basically men too, you know? It was a given that he'd like me, since I'm prettier, gentler, and lovelier than you!"

"That's right."

With that, Louis reached and cupped her face, leaning in to kiss her deeply, right in front of my face.

These A-holes!

Even the memory itself was enough to almost make me slap his face once more, but that was when I noticed a slight, almost imperceptible twitch on his face.

Was he about to wake up?

In a rush, I asked, "Sir, how long until we get there?"

"Twenty minutes, at the very least." The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror whilst holding a cigarette in his mouth. "You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go."

"I have my reasons… This man got a mistress once he became rich, see?" I lowered my head, and faked wiping tears from my eyes. "The moment he passed away, the mistress tried to steal his body away from me multiple times so that she could force me to split her half the inheritance… Sir, have you ever heard of something this ridiculous?"

"How shameless!" The driver immediately spit the cigarette out of the window before stepping hard on the gas. "Don't worry lass, I'll get you there in ten minutes!"

After expressing my gratitude, I noticed Louis' finger twitch, and this time I was certain that he'd already regained consciousness. From the looks of it, he had heard everything I had told the driver earlier, but he couldn't move just yet.

"Louis…" I lowered my head right down to his ear, and smiled. "I know you faked your death, and that you're planning to elope with Lorraine using the money you took from the company… You even wanted me to shoulder your debt, didn't you?

"It's a shame, then, that none of this will become reality… Other than your death, of course."