Chapter 4

"How can you say such things?"

"Did I hit a nerve?" I watched my mother-in-law's expression grow increasingly ugly. "If I really did hit a nerve, I can't relate."

"After all, unlike you and Ruby who only have looks, I also have background."

"Listen carefully. Being called Mrs. Anderson is me giving Anderson face."

"He's just the president of Anderson Group, while I'm the chairman of Stockton Group."

"Our two families' alliance was publicly announced as me marrying into your family, but don't you know the actual situation?"

"Anderson became group president because of me."

"Tell Anderson—once, twice, but not three times. If there's a next time, I'm dumping him."

Leaving my mother-in-law red-faced, I turned and left.

I'm busy, currently occupied with progress on a new project. I don't have time to waste on romantic drama.

I've known since childhood that growing up in my kind of family, marriage couldn't truly be free.

I tried to choose someone I liked for the arranged marriage, but clearly I misjudged.

However, now that our families are allied, if Anderson and I divorce, it will cause significant impact to both group corporations.

Over the years I've seen and heard about many people's marriages. True devotion until death is about as likely as winning the lottery.

Especially in our circle, fidelity in relationships is extremely rare.

As long as Anderson doesn't transgress again, we'll maintain a marriage in name only. Like other arranged marriages, we'll seek mutual benefit, not sharing a bed.

I didn't expect that three days later, Ruby would post on Twitter and deliberately tag me.

[Congratulations to Anderson on his hospital discharge. May Anderson be treated gently every day from now on]

The photo showed her in the driver's seat with Anderson in the passenger seat.

I recognized that car interior at a glance—it was mine and Anderson's wedding car.

It was a gift from my father to Anderson. Only Anderson and I could drive that car, and only we could sit in the passenger seat.

Today, Ruby was in the driver's seat.

I had still underestimated Anderson's stupidity, or overestimated my place in his heart.

It seemed that being group president these past few years, taking on some projects, had made him think he could disregard me.

Since he's gotten cocky, it's time to let him fall and face reality.

I immediately called my father. As an only daughter, I'd already taken over all the family business.

But as a daughter, I still needed to consult my parents about marriage matters.

"Stockton, you've managed the business excellently all these years. I trust your abilities and judgment."

"Whatever you do, just do it. Your mother and I will always support you."

After hanging up, I began reviewing materials the lawyer had sent.

The day Anderson made me eat peanuts, I'd already contacted a lawyer. With two major corporations involved, no matter how we handled it, divorce would cause some impact to my family.

He's the one who made the mistake, yet I have to share the economic losses. That's not what I want.

Looking at the losses mentioned in the materials, I paused for a moment and called my father-in-law.

"Anderson was discharged, and Ruby picked him up, driving mine and Anderson's wedding car."

"Thompson, I'd like to hear your opinion. Would it be better for me to divorce or become a widow?"