Year 5 of Marriage: I Sent His Mistress Abroad, and He Lost His Mind

In the fifth year of our marriage, I did something stupid.

I sent Xavier Sullivan's most beloved little bird out of the country, hoping he would have a change of heart.

But when he found out, he said nothing.

Instead, in an instant, he bankrupted my family, forced my father to kneel, and turned my mother's hair white overnight.

Now he stands before me, his face dark with anger, ready to lay hands on me.

"Aria, I blame myself for being too good to you, letting you lose your sense of boundaries," Xavier says coldly.

"Now it's your turn to taste a fate worse than death."

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