Chapter 4

So when I saw Sienna Dawn, my heart inexplicably softened a bit.

Ethan was flipping through resumes in front of me, his finger stopping at Sienna's.

"You've met this one. HR said she's decent. But I think she looks pretty unsophisticated. I'm hiring a secretary, not sponsoring a charity case."

Ethan had a vicious tongue.

He'd always liked flashy, superficial things—liked beautiful, attractive people.

Like me. He'd liked me since childhood.

Because I was beautiful and ignored him.

That's why when the Lily family went bankrupt and everyone avoided me like the plague, he came around proposing marriage.

I pressed down on Ethan's hand as he flipped to the next resume. "Let's go with her. I think she's good. She looks innocent, and her abilities seem solid too."

To make me happy, Ethan kept Sienna on.

Back then, Ethan still found me novel and exciting. Every day, aside from work, he'd cling to me and refuse to let go.

After each time, he'd pester me with questions:

"What was your college boyfriend's name?"

"How far did you two go? Did he do this with you too?"

"Who's better, me or him?"

"Lily, do you still love him?"

Ethan was very immature.

From the day we got married in a whirlwind, he'd planted a thorn in his heart.

Everything he looked at reminded him of Adrian. Everything he did, he had to compare with Adrian.

But I never breathed a word.

The next time I saw Sienna, she wore a Chanel-style suit and sat outside Ethan's office.

Her exquisite makeup made her look young and beautiful, impossible not to notice.

"Miss Lily, Mr. Morris is still in a meeting. Please wait outside for a moment."

Everyone in this building called me Mrs. Morris—only she called me Miss Lily.

No one in this secretary's office would make me wait outside—only she told me to sit and wait.

I stared at the red marks on her neck and that expensive necklace.

"Miss Dawn has excellent work capabilities."

"You've been at Pinecrane for less than half a year, and you can already afford a $100,000 necklace just like that."

"Someone gave it to me."

Sienna's delicate face instantly flushed red.

At that moment, I knew she'd latched onto Ethan.

That necklace had been a purchase requirement when I bought a bag before. It had sat unworn in my jewelry box.

A few days ago, Ethan had asked me for it.

I thought it was for a client. Turned out it was for Sienna.

Since marrying me, Ethan hadn't continued his old ways of sleeping around like the playboy everyone knew him as. He'd stayed faithfully by my side for two years.

Counting the days, his patience was probably running out.

Someone like him would never stay put for anyone.

This marriage, to me, was just decoration—a tool to keep the Lily family from collapsing.

So I wasn't heartbroken. Back then, I was thinking about how to prolong this marriage in name only, or how to get a share of the Morris family assets after divorce.

But I never expected it would be Sienna Dawn—the woman he'd initially looked down on.

And Sienna, as it turned out, wasn't content to stay in her lane either.

I was at a banquet hosted by the Morris family when Sienna sent me those obscene videos and photos.

While dealing with Ethan's parents pressuring me about having children, I was thinking about how to deal with Sienna.

[Miss Lily, I'm pregnant with Mr. Morris's child.]

[Mr. Morris and I truly love each other. Please let us be together.]

I pretended not to see it, pretended nothing happened.

But I didn't expect that same night, Ethan would come home dead drunk and confess everything.

"Sienna is pregnant. The baby is mine."