Chapter 1
The groom vanished on our wedding day, but everyone was sure I wouldn't leave.
After all, I'd given up my status as a Golden Capital Elite heiress just for this day.
But this time, he didn't get me. He got my divorce announcement.
After deciding on the divorce, I made plans to move to Gallia and started the process of selling the large penthouse in Metropolis Center that was under my name.
It was the wedding gift my father had given to Julian and me.
But he was so full of pride back then. He refused to live in my apartment, terrified people would call him a gold digger who'd married up.
And me? To protect his ridiculous pride, I spent ten years living with him in a damp, gloomy alley in the Slum Quarter.
Now that I'd decided to leave, there was no point in keeping the place.
When I got back from the real estate agent's office and opened the door to our shabby apartment, I found Julian sitting in a chair.
"Where were you?"
"Why didn't you answer my calls?"
"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?"
His tone was harsh, as if I'd committed some unforgivable crime.
"Shouldn't you be at the hospital with your precious Reese? What do you want from me?"
I kept my voice calm.
"Catherine, don't give me that passive-aggressive crap! I've told you a million times, Reese is just a friend. It's not my fault if you don't believe me."
"Now, go to the market, buy some wild carp, and make soup for Reese. She's sick and needs something to help her recover."
He said it all so matter-of-factly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I was stunned.
It was only then, with my head finally clear, that I realized just how shameless the man in front of me truly was.
Even though I was already disappointed in Julian beyond words, hearing him say that still sent a wave of despair through me.
Julian seemed surprised that I didn't say anything, just stared at the floor with reddened eyes.
He must have realized he'd been too harsh, because his tone softened.
"Catherine, I know you're mad at me, but I'll let it slide this time. As for the wedding... you like that Chanel dress, right? I'll buy it for you."
"You can wear it when we reschedule. You'll be the most beautiful bride."
"Be a good girl. Now hurry up and go make that carp soup. Reese is still waiting at the hospital."
*He's gone on this long, and he still hasn't forgotten what he really wants.*
I couldn't be bothered to argue anymore. I just walked past him and headed for the bedroom.
"Catherine, I'm giving you an out here! Don't be so ungrateful!"
As I kept walking away, Julian finally lost control and roared.
I turned to face him. His features were twisted with rage—a man I knew so well, yet who now seemed like a complete stranger. I said coolly,
"The divorce papers will be ready in a couple of days. Make sure you sign them."
With that, I shut the bedroom door.
"Catherine, you'll come crying back to me!"
I heard his furious voice, followed by the heavy slam of the front door.
A little while later, as I was packing my clothes, I got a call from my father's assistant.
"Miss Miller, there's someone living in the property your father purchased for you, which makes it difficult to sell. You may need to go over there in person."
His words were diplomatic, but I already knew what was going on.
I left, hailed an Uber, and rushed to Metropolis Center.
What I saw left me speechless.
The once-empty apartment was now filled with furniture, overflowing with the warmth of a lived-in home.
And there was Reese, wearing the very dress I had my eye on, glaring at me with hostility.
My mind flashed back to a letter from Reese to Julian I'd stumbled upon a long time ago.
"Julian, thank you for giving me a home."
The envelope also contained a few photos of the apartment. Even back then, I thought the background looked familiar. But I never imagined that Julian—the same man who swore up and down he wouldn't be a gold digger living off my family, that moving into my place would be beneath him—would secretly move Reese in instead.## Chapter 2
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I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. Just as I was about to speak, Reese beat me to it.
“This is the home Julian gave me. What are you doing here, Catherine? If I’m not mistaken, your place is out in the Slum Quarter, isn’t it?”
“What can I say? Julian just has to give me the best of everything.”
She giggled, covering her mouth with her hand, but her eyes were full of open contempt.
I couldn’t be bothered to argue with her. I just said calmly, “This is my house. I need you to get out. Now.”
The words had barely left my mouth before Reese burst out laughing.
“*Your* house? Catherine, do you take us for idiots? If this luxury condo was yours, why would you be crammed into that dump? Are you some kind of martyr?”
Then she turned to the building staff.
“Colton, my husband pays your salary—this isn’t a charity. You can’t just let any riffraff wander in here. One more time, and you’re fired.”
Colton scrambled to apologize with a sickly sweet smile, then turned on me, his attitude instantly aggressive. He gestured sharply toward the door.
“Miss, you need to leave. Right now!”
Talk about squatters taking over.
At some point, a crowd of neighbors had gathered to watch the drama unfold.
“What’s going on?”
“Who is that woman? She’s really causing a scene at Reese’s place!”
“I know, right? Reese and Julian have lived here for years. Everyone in the building knows them.”
“You don’t think she’s the new mistress, do you? I can’t believe it. Julian is always so well-dressed and polite. I never took him for that kind of guy!”
“Oh, come on, no way. Julian and Reese are so happy together. Besides, have you seen Reese? She's gorgeous. It’s not like Julian’s blind. Why would he go for some disheveled-looking girl from the sticks?”
The neighbors chattered and pointed, and just then, Julian walked up.
He was carrying two large bags full of groceries, clearly planning to cook.
A shadow of sorrow passed over my eyes. In ten years of marriage, even when I was burning up with a fever, I’d had to drag myself out of bed to make Julian a meal.
In ten years, he had never cooked a single dish, never washed a single plate in our home.
“Honey, you’re still not fully recovered. Why are you out of bed? Go on, get back inside.”
Julian didn’t even notice me standing off to the side. His gaze on Reese was soft, his tone impossibly intimate.
*Honey...*
In all our years of marriage, Julian had only ever called me by my name, “Catherine,” always stiff and distant.
Every time I’d playfully asked him to call me something more affectionate, he would shut me down cold.
“Catherine, I don’t like that. A name is just a label. It doesn’t matter what you call someone.”
I never would have guessed he was so two-faced. I’d always just chalked it up to him being a reserved academic.
But hearing him say “honey” just now, I finally understood. It wasn't about the endearment; it was about who he was saying it to.
I looked over at Reese, who had already switched into her fragile, innocent damsel-in-distress act.
“Julian, I was doing just what you said, resting in bed, but then Catherine showed up, so I had to come out.”
Only then did Julian finally seem to notice me. A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quickly replaced by a sneer.
“Finally come to your senses? Now hurry up and take these bags inside. It’s almost dinnertime, and Reese is waiting for her soup.”
The property manager, still fawning, rushed over to him.
“Mr. Fuller, welcome back! Is this the new cook you hired?”
### 3
Julian’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t say anything.
Reese quickly grabbed his arm and jumped in.
“That’s right, she’s the kitchen help Julian hired. Right, Julian?”
Julian nodded and started to hand the grocery bags to me.
“Go on and start cooking.”
A wave of understanding washed over the gossiping neighbors.
“Ohhh. I *knew* she couldn’t be a new flame. It’s not like every stray cat gets to be a princess! So she’s just the cook he hired. Reese, you are so lucky! Mr. Fuller spoils you rotten.”
“Totally. I look at a great guy like Mr. Fuller, then I go home to my husband… they’re like night and day!”
I said nothing. I didn’t take the groceries from Julian. I just stared at the man in front of me, my gaze locked on him.
“Catherine, what are you standing there for? Didn’t you hear what I said?”
Seeing I wasn’t moving, Julian’s face darkened, and he snapped impatiently.
Just then, a car horn sounded in the distance.
A moment later, as everyone watched, a car pulled up to the entrance.
About ten men in sharp, tailored suits got out and walked toward us.
The man in the lead stopped in front of me and bowed respectfully, holding out a thick stack of documents.
“Miss, here are the deeds to your properties.”
*Time to strike back.*3
I snatched the document and threw it right in Julian’s face.
“Making yourself right at home, are we? Julian, are you taking me for an idiot?”
Everyone’s expression changed. They stared at the deed lying open on the ground, my name clearly visible on it.
When they looked back at Julian and Reese, the vibe had soured completely.
Color drained from Julian’s face. He grabbed my arm and hissed, “Catherine, don't take this too far!”
I ignored him, turning to the best lawyer from my father's firm.
“Dominic, someone is illegally occupying my property. I'll leave this in your hands.”
The moment I finished speaking, Julian went even paler. A pleading note crept into his voice.
“Catherine, can’t we just talk about this at home? Why do you have to call a lawyer and make such a scene?”
Beside him, Reese looked like she was about to burst into tears. She clutched Julian’s sleeve and said, “Julian, it's all my fault. If I wasn’t so sick, you wouldn’t have had to take care of me and let me stay here, and none of this would have happened.”
Julian’s expression was grim, but he still pulled her into his arms, comforting her softly.
“Reese, this has nothing to do with you. It’s just Catherine, being unreasonable and causing a scene.”
“She never does anything productive, just lives for stirring up trouble and making drama. I’ve been way too easy on her.”
“So what if we’re staying in her house for a bit? What's the big deal?”
Dominic Lewis cut him off.
“Mr. Fuller, while you and my client are still married, that does not give you the right to unilaterally decide who occupies her personal property.”
His words sent another shockwave through the crowd.
So, it turned out that Reese, who always acted like she was the lady of the house, was actually the other woman.
The nosy neighbors gathered around weren't about to miss out on this juicy drama.
An older woman from upstairs spoke up.
“Mr. Fuller, so *this* lady is your wife? Then who is Reese?”
“You've been shacking up with that other woman in your own wife's house every day. That's not right, is it?”
One by one, the crowd chimed in, their words sharp and critical.
Julian was so bombarded with accusations he didn't dare to respond.
They were framed as questions, but every sentence was an indictment, blaming him for brazenly moving his mistress into their home.
After a long moment, Julian finally mumbled guiltily, “It’s all a misunderstanding. Reese is my patient. She has severe depression. I just let her stay here temporarily so she could get better treatment.”
Only Julian could come up with such a lame excuse.
I laughed out loud.
“Oh? Taking care of a patient means moving them into your home? Well, that's a new one on me.”
My single sentence made Julian hang his head, too guilty to argue back.
The property manager who had hurried off earlier now returned.
The look he gave Julian and Reese was no longer respectful, but full of contempt.
He must have gone to verify who the actual owner was.
The atmosphere was tense. Finally, the manager stepped in to mediate.
“Ms. Miller, perhaps this is just a misunderstanding between you and your husband. I'm sure you can talk it out.”
“Why don't we all clear out for now? This is a private family matter for you to handle.”
I glanced at the manager, who was practically trembling as he spoke. He was clearly in a tough spot.
“Right, right, it’s all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding.”
Julian quickly jumped in, trying to laugh it off. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Catherine, that’s enough. Haven't you embarrassed us enough already?”
His voice was low, laced with a clear threat.
When he saw my face was still set like stone, he finally seemed to realize I wasn't messing around this time. He hesitated for a moment before softening his tone.
“Catherine, okay, this one's my fault. I'll have Reese move out in a couple of days. Just don't be mad.”
Everyone’s eyes turned to me.Chapter 4
Even though I'd made my decision, even though I’d finally seen him for who he really was, my heart still ached with a sharp, twisting pain.
I couldn't blame him for his dismissive attitude, or for the sense of superiority he held over me.
After all, I was the one who pursued him first.
Julian and I met at a party.
He was the hospital's rising star, a talent they were grooming for the top. I was the daughter of the CEO of a leading medical device company.
I fell for him at first sight and began the long, arduous process of chasing him.
They say it's easy for a girl to win a guy over, but that old saying definitely didn't apply to me.
I chased Julian for two solid years, confessing my feelings dozens of times.
But his attitude toward me was always hot and cold, making it impossible to figure out what he was really thinking.
Eventually, I got tired of it. I decided to give up. Just as I was getting ready to study abroad, Julian cornered me in the stairwell.
"Catherine, why'd you stop chasing me?"
"I won't let you give up."
After a kiss, he pulled me into his arms, his breath ragged as he whispered by my ear.
His sudden confession threw all my plans into chaos. I canceled my flight to Gallia for the next day.
Julian came from a modest background, so to protect his male pride, I moved out of my private villa and willingly moved into his small rental apartment.
When I decided to marry him, everyone in my family tried to talk me out of it.
But he was Julian.
Faced with a choice between love and security, I chose love without a second thought.
Because Julian had no savings, we just signed the papers and put off having an actual wedding.
"Catherine, just wait for me. I want to give you the most magnificent wedding with money I've earned myself. I want to show everyone that I can make it on my own!"
"I know this is tough on you."
Night after night, Julian would hold me and make that same promise.
And I would answer him with passionate kisses.
I thought I was the happiest woman in the world.
Until Reese Fuller showed up.
She’d suffered a miscarriage while overseas and developed severe depression. When she returned home, she became Julian’s patient.
I didn't think much of it at first. But then, slowly, things began to change.
I was no longer the only one in his eyes. His world, which used to be just the hospital and our home, was gradually taken over by Reese.
*Reese has a bit of a cold, so I’m staying with her at the hospital while she’s on an IV. Just tell Dad I can’t make it to the family dinner tonight.*
*Reese is moving today, and she doesn't have any family or friends here, so I’m going to go help her.*
*Reese is feeling a little unstable today. I don’t feel right leaving her alone, so I’m not coming home tonight.*
Julian was home less and less, and his excuses became more and more transparent.
It wasn't that I didn't fight with him about it. But the moment I brought up Reese Fuller’s name, it was like I'd touched his rawest nerve. He would instantly fly off the handle.
He’d call me petty and accuse me of being irrational and just looking for a fight.
"Reese Fuller is my patient! Is it a problem that I give her a little extra care?"
"Catherine, you know what I think? I think you’re just bored sitting at home as a housewife all day, so you just invent things to worry about. It’s hard enough working my ass off to support you. Can you just stop making things harder for me?"
A housewife? Making things harder?
Julian, I wasn't born to be this person you despise—this troublemaking housewife.
I used to have my own dreams, you know.
I had a chance to become a top-tier designer.
But now, all I do is stay home, cook, do laundry, and fight with you over another woman.
And why is that?
It was for you! For you that I gave up on my own dreams.
I guess time really does wash everything away. Julian had forgotten it all. All he had left for me were endless accusations and disappointment.
After every fight, I was always the one to back down and make peace.
Over and over, in a never-ending cycle, I gradually came to accept it all.
I chose to retreat, step by step. I chose to endure.
After all, I loved Julian. That was an undeniable fact.
I thought that as long as I didn't make a fuss, as long as I didn't call him out on it, he would still be mine.
We could still be that perfect, model couple in everyone's eyes.
Only now do I see how completely and utterly wrong I was.
My willingness to endure only made Reese more brazen, and it made me mean less and less to Julian.
And now, at our own wedding, Julian—the groom—actually abandoned me for Reese.
I’ll never forget the despair I felt when I couldn't get ahold of Julian.
Or the mix of pity and ridicule in the guests' eyes as they looked at me.
The raw pain in my parents’ eyes, all dressed up for a celebration that never happened.
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He got my divorce announcement.\n\nAfter deciding on the divorce, I made plans to move to Gallia and started the process of selling the large penthouse in Metropolis Center that was under my name.\n\nIt was the wedding gift my father had given to Julian and me.\n\nBut he was so full of pride back then. He refused to live in my apartment, terrified people would call him a gold digger who'd married up.\n\nAnd me? To protect his ridiculous pride, I spent ten years living with him in a damp, gloomy alley in the Slum Quarter.\n\nNow that I'd decided to leave, there was no point in keeping the place.\n\nWhen I got back from the real estate agent's office and opened the door to our shabby apartment, I found Julian sitting in a chair.\n\n\"Where were you?\"\n\n\"Why didn't you answer my calls?\"\n\n\"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?\"\n\nHis tone was harsh, as if I'd committed some unforgivable crime.\n\n\"Shouldn't you be at the hospital with your precious Reese? What do you want from me?\"\n\nI kept my voice calm.\n\n\"Catherine, don't give me that passive-aggressive crap! I've told you a million times, Reese is just a friend. It's not my fault if you don't believe me.\"\n\n\"Now, go to the market, buy some wild carp, and make soup for Reese. She's sick and needs something to help her recover.\"\n\nHe said it all so matter-of-factly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.\n\nI was stunned.\n\nIt was only then, with my head finally clear, that I realized just how shameless the man in front of me truly was.\n\nEven though I was already disappointed in Julian beyond words, hearing him say that still sent a wave of despair through me.\n\nJulian seemed surprised that I didn't say anything, just stared at the floor with reddened eyes.\n\nHe must have realized he'd been too harsh, because his tone softened.\n\n\"Catherine, I know you're mad at me, but I'll let it slide this time. As for the wedding... you like that Chanel dress, right? I'll buy it for you.\"\n\n\"You can wear it when we reschedule. You'll be the most beautiful bride.\"\n\n\"Be a good girl. Now hurry up and go make that carp soup. Reese is still waiting at the hospital.\"\n\n*He's gone on this long, and he still hasn't forgotten what he really wants.*\n\nI couldn't be bothered to argue anymore. I just walked past him and headed for the bedroom.\n\n\"Catherine, I'm giving you an out here! Don't be so ungrateful!\"\n\nAs I kept walking away, Julian finally lost control and roared.\n\nI turned to face him. His features were twisted with rage—a man I knew so well, yet who now seemed like a complete stranger. I said coolly,\n\n\"The divorce papers will be ready in a couple of days. Make sure you sign them.\"\n\nWith that, I shut the bedroom door.\n\n\"Catherine, you'll come crying back to me!\"\n\nI heard his furious voice, followed by the heavy slam of the front door.\n\nA little while later, as I was packing my clothes, I got a call from my father's assistant.\n\n\"Miss Miller, there's someone living in the property your father purchased for you, which makes it difficult to sell. You may need to go over there in person.\"\n\nHis words were diplomatic, but I already knew what was going on.\n\nI left, hailed an Uber, and rushed to Metropolis Center.\n\nWhat I saw left me speechless.\n\nThe once-empty apartment was now filled with furniture, overflowing with the warmth of a lived-in home.\n\nAnd there was Reese, wearing the very dress I had my eye on, glaring at me with hostility.\n\nMy mind flashed back to a letter from Reese to Julian I'd stumbled upon a long time ago.\n\n\"Julian, thank you for giving me a home.\"\n\nThe envelope also contained a few photos of the apartment. Even back then, I thought the background looked familiar. But I never imagined that Julian—the same man who swore up and down he wouldn't be a gold digger living off my family, that moving into my place would be beneath him—would secretly move Reese in instead."},{"title":"","text":"## Chapter 2\n\n### 2\n\nI swallowed the bile rising in my throat. Just as I was about to speak, Reese beat me to it.\n\n“This is the home Julian gave me. What are you doing here, Catherine? If I’m not mistaken, your place is out in the Slum Quarter, isn’t it?”\n\n“What can I say? Julian just has to give me the best of everything.”\n\nShe giggled, covering her mouth with her hand, but her eyes were full of open contempt.\n\nI couldn’t be bothered to argue with her. I just said calmly, “This is my house. I need you to get out. Now.”\n\nThe words had barely left my mouth before Reese burst out laughing.\n\n“*Your* house? Catherine, do you take us for idiots? If this luxury condo was yours, why would you be crammed into that dump? Are you some kind of martyr?”\n\nThen she turned to the building staff.\n\n“Colton, my husband pays your salary—this isn’t a charity. You can’t just let any riffraff wander in here. One more time, and you’re fired.”\n\nColton scrambled to apologize with a sickly sweet smile, then turned on me, his attitude instantly aggressive. He gestured sharply toward the door.\n\n“Miss, you need to leave. Right now!”\n\nTalk about squatters taking over.\n\nAt some point, a crowd of neighbors had gathered to watch the drama unfold.\n\n“What’s going on?”\n\n“Who is that woman? She’s really causing a scene at Reese’s place!”\n\n“I know, right? Reese and Julian have lived here for years. Everyone in the building knows them.”\n\n“You don’t think she’s the new mistress, do you? I can’t believe it. Julian is always so well-dressed and polite. I never took him for that kind of guy!”\n\n“Oh, come on, no way. Julian and Reese are so happy together. Besides, have you seen Reese? She's gorgeous. It’s not like Julian’s blind. Why would he go for some disheveled-looking girl from the sticks?”\n\nThe neighbors chattered and pointed, and just then, Julian walked up.\n\nHe was carrying two large bags full of groceries, clearly planning to cook.\n\nA shadow of sorrow passed over my eyes. In ten years of marriage, even when I was burning up with a fever, I’d had to drag myself out of bed to make Julian a meal.\n\nIn ten years, he had never cooked a single dish, never washed a single plate in our home.\n\n“Honey, you’re still not fully recovered. Why are you out of bed? Go on, get back inside.”\n\nJulian didn’t even notice me standing off to the side. His gaze on Reese was soft, his tone impossibly intimate.\n\n*Honey...*\n\nIn all our years of marriage, Julian had only ever called me by my name, “Catherine,” always stiff and distant.\n\nEvery time I’d playfully asked him to call me something more affectionate, he would shut me down cold.\n\n“Catherine, I don’t like that. A name is just a label. It doesn’t matter what you call someone.”\n\nI never would have guessed he was so two-faced. I’d always just chalked it up to him being a reserved academic.\n\nBut hearing him say “honey” just now, I finally understood. It wasn't about the endearment; it was about who he was saying it to.\n\nI looked over at Reese, who had already switched into her fragile, innocent damsel-in-distress act.\n\n“Julian, I was doing just what you said, resting in bed, but then Catherine showed up, so I had to come out.”\n\nOnly then did Julian finally seem to notice me. A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quickly replaced by a sneer.\n\n“Finally come to your senses? Now hurry up and take these bags inside. It’s almost dinnertime, and Reese is waiting for her soup.”\n\nThe property manager, still fawning, rushed over to him.\n\n“Mr. Fuller, welcome back! Is this the new cook you hired?”\n\n### 3\n\nJulian’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t say anything.\n\nReese quickly grabbed his arm and jumped in.\n\n“That’s right, she’s the kitchen help Julian hired. Right, Julian?”\n\nJulian nodded and started to hand the grocery bags to me.\n\n“Go on and start cooking.”\n\nA wave of understanding washed over the gossiping neighbors.\n\n“Ohhh. I *knew* she couldn’t be a new flame. It’s not like every stray cat gets to be a princess! So she’s just the cook he hired. Reese, you are so lucky! Mr. Fuller spoils you rotten.”\n\n“Totally. I look at a great guy like Mr. Fuller, then I go home to my husband… they’re like night and day!”\n\nI said nothing. I didn’t take the groceries from Julian. I just stared at the man in front of me, my gaze locked on him.\n\n“Catherine, what are you standing there for? Didn’t you hear what I said?”\n\nSeeing I wasn’t moving, Julian’s face darkened, and he snapped impatiently.\n\nJust then, a car horn sounded in the distance.\n\nA moment later, as everyone watched, a car pulled up to the entrance.\n\nAbout ten men in sharp, tailored suits got out and walked toward us.\n\nThe man in the lead stopped in front of me and bowed respectfully, holding out a thick stack of documents.\n\n“Miss, here are the deeds to your properties.”\n\n*Time to strike back.*"},{"title":"","text":"3\n\nI snatched the document and threw it right in Julian’s face.\n\n“Making yourself right at home, are we? Julian, are you taking me for an idiot?”\n\nEveryone’s expression changed. They stared at the deed lying open on the ground, my name clearly visible on it.\n\nWhen they looked back at Julian and Reese, the vibe had soured completely.\n\nColor drained from Julian’s face. He grabbed my arm and hissed, “Catherine, don't take this too far!”\n\nI ignored him, turning to the best lawyer from my father's firm.\n\n“Dominic, someone is illegally occupying my property. I'll leave this in your hands.”\n\nThe moment I finished speaking, Julian went even paler. A pleading note crept into his voice.\n\n“Catherine, can’t we just talk about this at home? Why do you have to call a lawyer and make such a scene?”\n\nBeside him, Reese looked like she was about to burst into tears. She clutched Julian’s sleeve and said, “Julian, it's all my fault. If I wasn’t so sick, you wouldn’t have had to take care of me and let me stay here, and none of this would have happened.”\n\nJulian’s expression was grim, but he still pulled her into his arms, comforting her softly.\n\n“Reese, this has nothing to do with you. It’s just Catherine, being unreasonable and causing a scene.”\n\n“She never does anything productive, just lives for stirring up trouble and making drama. I’ve been way too easy on her.”\n\n“So what if we’re staying in her house for a bit? What's the big deal?”\n\nDominic Lewis cut him off.\n\n“Mr. Fuller, while you and my client are still married, that does not give you the right to unilaterally decide who occupies her personal property.”\n\nHis words sent another shockwave through the crowd.\n\nSo, it turned out that Reese, who always acted like she was the lady of the house, was actually the other woman.\n\nThe nosy neighbors gathered around weren't about to miss out on this juicy drama.\n\nAn older woman from upstairs spoke up.\n\n“Mr. Fuller, so *this* lady is your wife? Then who is Reese?”\n\n“You've been shacking up with that other woman in your own wife's house every day. That's not right, is it?”\n\nOne by one, the crowd chimed in, their words sharp and critical.\n\nJulian was so bombarded with accusations he didn't dare to respond.\n\nThey were framed as questions, but every sentence was an indictment, blaming him for brazenly moving his mistress into their home.\n\nAfter a long moment, Julian finally mumbled guiltily, “It’s all a misunderstanding. Reese is my patient. She has severe depression. I just let her stay here temporarily so she could get better treatment.”\n\nOnly Julian could come up with such a lame excuse.\n\nI laughed out loud.\n\n“Oh? Taking care of a patient means moving them into your home? Well, that's a new one on me.”\n\nMy single sentence made Julian hang his head, too guilty to argue back.\n\nThe property manager who had hurried off earlier now returned.\n\nThe look he gave Julian and Reese was no longer respectful, but full of contempt.\n\nHe must have gone to verify who the actual owner was.\n\nThe atmosphere was tense. Finally, the manager stepped in to mediate.\n\n“Ms. Miller, perhaps this is just a misunderstanding between you and your husband. I'm sure you can talk it out.”\n\n“Why don't we all clear out for now? This is a private family matter for you to handle.”\n\nI glanced at the manager, who was practically trembling as he spoke. He was clearly in a tough spot.\n\n“Right, right, it’s all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding.”\n\nJulian quickly jumped in, trying to laugh it off. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Catherine, that’s enough. Haven't you embarrassed us enough already?”\n\nHis voice was low, laced with a clear threat.\n\nWhen he saw my face was still set like stone, he finally seemed to realize I wasn't messing around this time. He hesitated for a moment before softening his tone.\n\n“Catherine, okay, this one's my fault. I'll have Reese move out in a couple of days. Just don't be mad.”\n\nEveryone’s eyes turned to me."},{"title":"","text":"Chapter 4\n\nEven though I'd made my decision, even though I’d finally seen him for who he really was, my heart still ached with a sharp, twisting pain.\n\nI couldn't blame him for his dismissive attitude, or for the sense of superiority he held over me.\n\nAfter all, I was the one who pursued him first.\n\nJulian and I met at a party.\n\nHe was the hospital's rising star, a talent they were grooming for the top. I was the daughter of the CEO of a leading medical device company.\n\nI fell for him at first sight and began the long, arduous process of chasing him.\n\nThey say it's easy for a girl to win a guy over, but that old saying definitely didn't apply to me.\n\nI chased Julian for two solid years, confessing my feelings dozens of times.\n\nBut his attitude toward me was always hot and cold, making it impossible to figure out what he was really thinking.\n\nEventually, I got tired of it. I decided to give up. Just as I was getting ready to study abroad, Julian cornered me in the stairwell.\n\n\"Catherine, why'd you stop chasing me?\"\n\n\"I won't let you give up.\"\n\nAfter a kiss, he pulled me into his arms, his breath ragged as he whispered by my ear.\n\nHis sudden confession threw all my plans into chaos. I canceled my flight to Gallia for the next day.\n\nJulian came from a modest background, so to protect his male pride, I moved out of my private villa and willingly moved into his small rental apartment.\n\nWhen I decided to marry him, everyone in my family tried to talk me out of it.\n\nBut he was Julian.\n\nFaced with a choice between love and security, I chose love without a second thought.\n\nBecause Julian had no savings, we just signed the papers and put off having an actual wedding.\n\n\"Catherine, just wait for me. I want to give you the most magnificent wedding with money I've earned myself. I want to show everyone that I can make it on my own!\"\n\n\"I know this is tough on you.\"\n\nNight after night, Julian would hold me and make that same promise.\n\nAnd I would answer him with passionate kisses.\n\nI thought I was the happiest woman in the world.\n\nUntil Reese Fuller showed up.\n\nShe’d suffered a miscarriage while overseas and developed severe depression. When she returned home, she became Julian’s patient.\n\nI didn't think much of it at first. But then, slowly, things began to change.\n\nI was no longer the only one in his eyes. His world, which used to be just the hospital and our home, was gradually taken over by Reese.\n\n*Reese has a bit of a cold, so I’m staying with her at the hospital while she’s on an IV. Just tell Dad I can’t make it to the family dinner tonight.*\n\n*Reese is moving today, and she doesn't have any family or friends here, so I’m going to go help her.*\n\n*Reese is feeling a little unstable today. I don’t feel right leaving her alone, so I’m not coming home tonight.*\n\nJulian was home less and less, and his excuses became more and more transparent.\n\nIt wasn't that I didn't fight with him about it. But the moment I brought up Reese Fuller’s name, it was like I'd touched his rawest nerve. He would instantly fly off the handle.\n\nHe’d call me petty and accuse me of being irrational and just looking for a fight.\n\n\"Reese Fuller is my patient! Is it a problem that I give her a little extra care?\"\n\n\"Catherine, you know what I think? I think you’re just bored sitting at home as a housewife all day, so you just invent things to worry about. It’s hard enough working my ass off to support you. Can you just stop making things harder for me?\"\n\nA housewife? Making things harder?\n\nJulian, I wasn't born to be this person you despise—this troublemaking housewife.\n\nI used to have my own dreams, you know.\n\nI had a chance to become a top-tier designer.\n\nBut now, all I do is stay home, cook, do laundry, and fight with you over another woman.\n\nAnd why is that?\n\nIt was for you! For you that I gave up on my own dreams.\n\nI guess time really does wash everything away. Julian had forgotten it all. All he had left for me were endless accusations and disappointment.\n\nAfter every fight, I was always the one to back down and make peace.\n\nOver and over, in a never-ending cycle, I gradually came to accept it all.\n\nI chose to retreat, step by step. I chose to endure.\n\nAfter all, I loved Julian. That was an undeniable fact.\n\nI thought that as long as I didn't make a fuss, as long as I didn't call him out on it, he would still be mine.\n\nWe could still be that perfect, model couple in everyone's eyes.\n\nOnly now do I see how completely and utterly wrong I was.\n\nMy willingness to endure only made Reese more brazen, and it made me mean less and less to Julian.\n\nAnd now, at our own wedding, Julian—the groom—actually abandoned me for Reese.\n\nI’ll never forget the despair I felt when I couldn't get ahold of Julian.\n\nOr the mix of pity and ridicule in the guests' eyes as they looked at me.\n\nThe raw pain in my parents’ eyes, all dressed up for a celebration that never happened.\n\nJulian... no matter how much it hurts to let go, this is where it ends."}],"chapter_list":[{"chapter_key":"vbXHUDu7MP","title":"","serial_number":1,"start_chapter":0,"content_path":"https://video-v6.mydramawave.com/novel/25698/1/en_b28c5705-b69e-4f57-b40c-9ab69062d61b.txt","word_count":749,"unlock":false,"has_set_free_remind":false,"is_free":false},{"chapter_key":"Xtk3ruTnv2","title":"","serial_number":2,"start_chapter":0,"content_path":"https://video-v6.mydramawave.com/novel/25698/2/en_5ea05c9c-78e8-4dd2-b781-84d7bf7e2ba3.txt","word_count":899,"unlock":false,"has_set_free_remind":false,"is_free":false},{"chapter_key":"ktSWCrq3OB","title":"","serial_number":3,"start_chapter":0,"content_path":"https://video-v6.mydramawave.com/novel/25698/3/en_8c02bf1e-2cc1-4382-abdc-9827f36ee333.txt","word_count":710,"unlock":false,"has_set_free_remind":false,"is_free":false},{"chapter_key":"wXLHqlXp7f","title":"","serial_number":4,"start_chapter":0,"content_path":"https://video-v6.mydramawave.com/novel/25698/4/en_ae7b5088-0067-47c4-abd1-34c1ce737f0e.txt","word_count":952,"unlock":false,"has_set_free_remind":false,"is_free":false}]} "2600:1f28:365:80b0:efa3:84de:fe2c:28ad" {"clickToRead":"🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free 👇","continueReading":"CONTINUE READING","more":"More","open":"Open","bottomText":"The upcoming chapters are even more exciting! 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