For the past two years, while being married to Casper, Eliza wasn't allowed to work, yet he refused to give her any money for household expenses.

She had to eat whatever the servants made, and if they took a day off, she'd be stuck with leftovers or go hungry. It was absurd.-

"Hang on for a sec; I need to make a call," Eliza said.

Stepping into a corner, Eliza scrolled through her contacts to Casper's name, hesitated for a moment, then kept scrolling on.

"Chelsea, it's me."

"Elle?" The woman on the other end sounded surprised, her voice rising. "You finally decided to reach out."

"Sorry." Eliza composed herself. "Can you do me a favor?"

Chelsea's voice tightened. "What's going on?"

"My mom's hospital bills are due, and I don't have the money. I was hoping you could..." Eliza rarely showed her vulnerable side, but she was desperate. Chelsea responded quickly, "How much do you need? I'll send it to you."

captivated by its exceptional clarity and exquisite craftsmanship. "I was hoping you

moment of silence on

more than anyone else that Eliza and Casper weren't happily married. But she never imagined Eliza to become so

swallowed anger. "Okay, I'll help

mother to Eliza. It was

settling the bills, Eliza transferred her mom to a local hospital. The

Eliza felt exhausted

her beautiful, spacious, and sunny bedroom, Eliza felt no reluctance to leave. Two years in this house

her bags, she

asked, "Ma'am, where are you

glare of headlights flashed through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, followed by the sound

dress shoes were the first thing Eliza

in a meticulous black suit, and his handsome facial features were shadowed yet steady and reserved under the lamplight. His gaze fell on the two suitcases in

him, he said, "Throwing a

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