Chapter 1

After seven years of marriage, Ethan finally asked me for a divorce because of his mistress, Chloe.

He said, "Vivian, she's different from other girls. She came to me pure and innocent."

I nodded silently.

I suppressed my inner excitement, terrified he'd see through me.

God knows.

If he didn't bring up divorce soon, I'd barely be able to hold back myself.

Last night, billionaire Harrison forced me to be his girlfriend using eighteen different positions in bed.

Now my whole body won't stop trembling.

When I took the divorce agreement from Ethan, my whole body was shaking.

"Vivian, I'm sorry for wronging you." Seeing my uncontrollable trembling, Ethan said somewhat helplessly, "This girl came to me pure and innocent. I need to give her what she deserves."

"I understand." I nodded.

My body still wouldn't cooperate—it kept trembling.

Especially my legs. They were shaking like a sieve.

But I didn't notice. I was focused intently on reading the divorce agreement.

Ethan and I had been married for seven years.

We'd been childhood sweethearts. We started dating in high school and got married right after college graduation.

At the wedding, Ethan cried like a baby, saying he was blessed beyond measure to marry me.

But in the third year of marriage, he had someone on the side.

The first time I caught him, he panicked and begged on his knees for forgiveness.

I forgave him.

So there was a second time, a third time, an Nth time.

But he said no matter how much he played around outside, I would always be his wife.

Yet this time, he finally asked me for a divorce because of a mistress.

I'd met the girl.

Just twenty years old, delicate as could be.

She loved calling Ethan in the middle of the night. Every call, she'd cry.

She cried so much it broke Ethan's heart.

To comfort the girl, Ethan spent less and less time at home.

His sudden return today startled me.

What if we'd run into each other? How embarrassing that would be.

I'd started seeing someone on the side a year ago.

Ethan didn't know.

Not that I deliberately hid it—he just hadn't paid attention to me in a long time.

Or rather, deep down, he didn't think I could ever betray him.

I'd heard him on the phone with a friend: "Vivian? She can't live without me. No matter what I do outside, she'll still wait obediently at home for me."

That moment, I suddenly started reflecting on myself.

Why could he?

But I couldn't?

Why could he say so matter-of-factly: "It's normal for men to fool around outside."

But I couldn't?

After deep reflection and painful deliberation.

I bravely stepped outside the shackles of marriage.

My first affair was with Harrison, the heir to the Morrison fortune.

That night he got in a fight at a bar. I was watching the excitement from the sidelines.

As a bystander, I just commented: "Young people sure are hot-blooded."

Then he caught me: "Lady, I'm even hotter in bed. Want to try?"

I looked at his face—handsome despite being covered in bruises—and his well-developed pecs and firm, round ass peeking through his clothes.

I boldly tried for one night.

And that one try became impossible to shake off.

Harrison's clinginess rivaled, even exceeded, Ethan's mistress.

At first he only clung to me in bed.

Gradually he pushed for more.

He insisted I make things official with him.

Like last night—this young master went crazy in the middle of the night and stormed to my house, demanding I make him my legitimate boyfriend.

I didn't give in, so he tormented me all night long.

If he hadn't had a business trip early this morning, he would've run right into Ethan.

Ethan's phone kept ringing.

Chloe couldn't hold back anymore and had called several times.

Her voice was loud enough that I could hear.

She was crying on the other end: "Why is this divorce taking so long? Is she refusing? You promised me you'd divorce her even if you had to leave with nothing. Are you lying to me?"

Hearing the words "leave with nothing."

My eyes lit up.

Ethan coaxed her in a low voice: "Almost done. Be good and wait at home. I'll buy you the duck neck you love on my way back."

"One hour. Maximum one hour. You must come back."

"Okay."

Ethan hung up.

"Vivian, if there's no problem, just sign." Ethan urged me.