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.

and Lilian, caught off guard, exchanged

sister's back in the country. We brought her here,"

'Jessica?'

windows, Wendy

in Stanley's phone. The college

as the 'Red Rose of Hovendale,' and she was famed for having the most beautiful legs in town. Many men had been captivated by her charm. And now, her darling sister was using those

parents and said coldly, "So

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

Hovendale are dying to be with

"Dad,

heel, she

after her. "Wendy, tell me has Mr. Hawk ever

and Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into a car accident and went into a coma. That's the only reason we had you

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

a knife into Wendy's chest. Tears

sent the maid Mathilda home, so the house was

sat alone at the dining

The cake she had carefully prepared

glaringly ironic, just

Rose.' But three years ago, a sudden

and forced her to marry Stanley in Jessica's place. Wendy had agreed willingly

years, Stanley remained in a coma. During those years, Wendy devoted herself to caring for him. She stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back to health, living as a dutiful housewife.

the candles on

in the nearby mirror-a plain housewife in a

now a successful ballerina, was young,

duckling, while Jessica was the

waking up, Stanley abandoned the ugly duckling and returned to the white swan's

let out

was self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved him. The first one to fall in love always

made

in her eyes as she blew out the candles, plunging

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