Chapter 2

On my birthdays, he would take me to the amusement park, dress up as Nick the fox, my favorite character, and dance the silliest dances with me.

He would cut ties with friends who made crude jokes about me and ask his long-estranged mother to ruin their companies.

When I was studying for my master's degree abroad, he would finish work and fly over with our daughter, still a toddler then, in the middle of the night to see me.

He once said, "Emily, my father and grandfather were both serial cheaters. Because of them, I was abused since childhood. Don't worry, I will never become such a scumbag. I will love you and our daughter well. You are the best treasures God has given me."

Jack was a person with high emotional walls. He only revealed his true self to those he trusted.

I thought that person would always be me.

I thought we could travel the world together after our daughter grew up, to see the most romantic scenery.

I thought I would have many more chances to hear him say "I love you."

I thought we still had many, many "later"s.

It was precisely because of all my expectations that I noticed his subtle changes, but I didn't want to believe it.

Olivia was a girl from a small town who applied for a cleaning job at Jack's company.

The first time I saw her was when her father brought her brother to cry and make a scene in front of the company, forcing her to give them money.

I saw Jack ask his secretary to help Olivia resolve the situation.

At the time, I was glad he had helped this poor girl and praised him for it.

Little did I know that soon after, Olivia, whose qualifications and abilities were far below standard, became Jack's personal assistant, a new position created specifically for her.

To help Olivia realize her dream of going to college, he personally took care of everything.

When Olivia was mocked for not knowing how to shoot an arrow, he held her in his arms and taught her personally.

He even forced a male executive who had pressured Olivia to drink at a business dinner to kneel and apologize, then drink ten cases of alcohol, landing him in the ICU with alcohol poisoning.

Jack had taken all the love he had withdrawn from me and given it to Olivia.

Everyone in the company knew that the CEO's kindness to the little cleaner had long exceeded normal boundaries.

Only I, the CEO's lawful wife, remained completely unaware.

On his birthday, when he said he had to work late and couldn't come home, I personally made him a birthday cake.

I brought our daughter to surprise him at the office, only to find Jack eating cake off Olivia's body.

I quickly turned around to block our daughter's view and sent her to wait in the lounge.

With my suspicions confirmed, I shouted at him, which was rare for me.

He sent Olivia away and lounged lazily on the sofa.

He made no attempt to explain the large red marks on his neck and collarbone, just glanced at me contemptuously.

"Using our daughter to fight for attention? You don't deserve to be a mother," he sneered.

I trembled with anger. "Why?" I asked.

He just smiled. "Olivia is right. You're a rich lady with status and money. She's only taking my love, it won't affect you, will it?"

"Besides, when I still found you fresh and exciting, didn't I love you the same way?"

In that moment, it felt like a steel needle had pierced my heart.

The sharp pain forced me to face reality. What he loved was nothing more than the thrill of falling in love with different women.

And I, his wife of ten years, had become an old toy that no longer held any charm.

The idea of divorce lingered in my mind for a long time.

But seeing our daughter's eyes full of hope for her father to come home, I had someone send Olivia back to her hometown.

The result was predictably disastrous.

After ten years of love, I was nothing more than a piece of gum to Jack, carelessly spat out when the flavor was gone.

Ten years as a clown in a supporting role was enough.

Grandma Rose said she needed at most five days.

Fearing Jack would still target us in the country, we had to go abroad.

While Grandma Rose had people looking for our daughter, I found a lawyer to file for divorce.

The lawyers I found all backed away when they heard it was a divorce case against Jack.

"Mrs. Qin, I hope you won't laugh, but we have no chance of winning against Qin Corporation's legal team," one said apologetically.

Hearing their reluctant tone, I understood. If they lost the case and offended Jack, they wouldn't have a good outcome.

I thought about asking my closest friends for help, but considering Jack's methods, I gave up on the idea.

He valued Olivia so much; once he found her, it shouldn't be difficult for me to bring up divorce.