Chapter 1

Married to the Boston Monk for three years, he has always been gentle and considerate, but he won't break his vows to consummate our marriage.

Until his adopted daughter, Annie, ten years younger than him, fell seriously ill and urgently needed a kidney transplant.

The usually aloof and proud man knelt before me, pleading.

"As long as you're willing to donate a kidney to Annie, I'll agree to anything you want!"

My heart felt like it was being torn apart, yet I smiled and pinched his chin.

"I'll give you the kidney you need, but what will you give me in return?"

He stood up, embraced me, and pushed me onto the bed, closing his eyes as if he were making a noble sacrifice, and kissed my lips.

What I had longed for was now within reach, yet I found it utterly uninteresting.

I pushed away his strong chest. "Gideon, who are you doing this for? I'm not that desperate!"

I irritably lit a cigarette, adjusted my slipping lace strap, and parted my red lips slightly:

"Let's get a divorce, Gideon. I'm tired."

"And honestly, your kissing skills are terrible. I'm not satisfied at all!"

Gideon looked at me, speechless and shocked.

Just then, I received a message from my nemesis, Phoenix, on my phone.

"How did it go? Did you succeed?"

"You win. Once I'm divorced, I'll go abroad with you!"

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