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.

exchanged a

country. We brought her

'Jessica?'

gleaming floor-to-ceiling windows, Wendy spotted her sister Jessica and immediately

blue-and-white skirt from the photo in Stanley's

and she was famed for having the most beautiful legs in town. Many

found it laughable. She turned to her parents and said coldly, "So I'm the last

sheepish smile. "Wendy, Mr. Hawk doesn't even

dying to be with Mr. Hawk? Better

her fists. "Dad, Mom,

her heel, she

has Mr. Hawk ever touched you?" Wendy stopped

golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into a

a disdainful once-over. "Look at yourself, Wendy. In the past three years, you've turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina of her company. She's a white swan, and you're just an ugly duckling. What do you have to compete with

knife into Wendy's chest. Tears filling her eyes, she

fallen. Wendy had sent the maid Mathilda home, so the house

at the

The cake she had carefully prepared had 'Happy Birthday,

was glaringly ironic, just

But three years ago, a sudden car accident left Stanley

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

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

the candles on

mirror-a plain housewife in a dull black-and-white dress,

a successful ballerina,

while

ugly duckling and returned to the white swan's

out a

Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved him. The first

Stanley had made her lose

welled in her eyes as she blew out the candles, plunging the villa back into

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