Chapter 1

One day, Wendy discovered that her husband Stanley was having an affair.

He had been seeing a college student.

It was Stanley's birthday. Wendy had prepared a table full of dishes early in the day. Just then, she heard a notification from his phone.

Ding!

He had left his phone at home.

Wendy switched it on and saw a text from the college student.

[I hurt myself when I was carrying the cake. It hurts so much.]

Attached was a selfie-not of the sender's face, but of her legs. The girl in the photo wore pulled-up white socks, black leather shoes, and a blue-and-white skirt that had been pushed up to reveal her long, slender legs. Her pale knees were visibly reddened from the bump. The youthful, vibrant image of her body paired with coquettish words exuded a forbidden allure.

People often say successful businessmen like Stanley favored this type of woman when choosing mistresses.

Wendy clutched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white from the pressure.

Ding!

Another text came from the college student.

"Mr. Hawk, see you at Cloud Hotel tonight. I want to celebrate your birthday!"

So, his mistress wanted to celebrate his birthday tonight.

Wendy grabbed her bag and headed straight to Cloud Hotel. She had to see for herself who this college student was.

She soon arrived at the hotel, ready to go in. Just then, she saw her parents, Harry and Lilian at the entrance. Surprised, she walked up to them.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?" she asked.

guard, exchanged a

the country. We brought her

'Jessica?'

Wendy spotted her sister Jessica and immediately

in Stanley's phone. The

the most beautiful legs in town. Many men had been captivated by her charm. And now, her darling sister was using those legs to

turned to her parents and said coldly, "So I'm the

smile. "Wendy,

"Do you know how many women in Hovendale are dying to be

her fists. "Dad, Mom, I'm your daughter

her heel, she started

Mr. Hawk ever touched you?" Wendy

sharp. "Wendy, don't act like we owe you anything. Three years ago, when Stanley and Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into

became the principal

word felt like a knife into Wendy's chest. Tears filling

had fallen. Wendy had sent the maid Mathilda home, so the house was empty, dark, and

at the

cake she had carefully prepared had 'Happy Birthday, Honey' written on

was glaringly ironic, just

But three years ago, a sudden car accident left Stanley

Wendy back from the countryside and forced her to marry Stanley in Jessica's place. Wendy had agreed willingly when she found out it

up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back to health, living as a

candles

plain housewife in a

ballerina, was young, vibrant, and

an ugly duckling, while Jessica was the

Stanley abandoned the ugly duckling and returned to the

let out a

was self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved

made her

her eyes as she blew out the candles, plunging the villa

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