Chapter 2

Early the next morning, I dropped my son off at my best friend's house and headed straight to the nearest BabyLux.

Since it was a chain store, I could pick up the gift package at any location in the city.

I just needed to provide the consumer's registered name, phone number, and ID number.

As I gave Marcus's information, I heard my voice tremble.

Half a minute later, she looked up at me with even more enthusiasm than before:

"Hello, ma'am. We've confirmed that Mr. Shaw has spent two million four hundred thousand dollars at our stores over the past few years.

As a VIP customer, you're eligible for a gift package worth a hundred thousand dollars."

"If needed, we can arrange home delivery."

I watched her mouth open and close, but all I could hear was a roaring sound in my ears.

My heart plummeted, my legs went weak, and I staggered backward a few steps.

It really was Marcus.

He and another woman had spent over two million dollars at a baby boutique.

He was having an affair. And they had a child.

But where did the two million come from?

How many more secrets was he hiding!

Perhaps my face looked too terrible, because the clerk came over with concern. "Are you alright, ma'am?"

I quickly took several deep breaths to steady myself, forcing my lips into a smile.

"I'm fine. Can I look at the past purchase records?"

"I have a friend who's about to give birth.

She asked me what good products I've used before, but I really can't remember. I'd like to look at the previous purchase records to recommend some to her."

When the clerk heard there might be more business, her smile became even more genuine.

When the purchase records came up, my heart grew even colder.

The earliest purchase record was from two years ago.

Back then, I had just gotten pregnant, yet he was already taking another woman and child to buy baby products.

I blinked hard to moisten my dry eyes and scrolled through the screen.

Five thousand dollars for a pack of diapers.

I remembered when I first got pregnant, I stayed up for a whole month researching to find the cheapest, best diapers to save him money.

Eight thousand dollars per can of formula, which they'd been buying for two whole years.

But I had to wean my baby early to save money for our household.

Thinking of how haggard the baby looked from the weaning process, my heart instantly twisted into a knot.

And a hundred-thousand-dollar crib, various baby snacks.

They came shopping almost every week.

I dug my nails into my palm, my whole body numb to the point I could barely feel the pain.

After scrolling through thirty-plus pages of purchase records, my heart gradually calmed down.

I took out my phone and pretended to take notes for a while, then said to the clerk as casually as possible:

"Could you pull up the registered delivery address for me?"

"The delivery drivers always say they can't find the exact location. I want to check if it was registered incorrectly."

The clerk immediately apologized and pulled up the address for me.

21 Alder Lane, within the 'Oakwood Estates' gated community.

One of the city's most exclusive gated communities.”

I repeated it through gritted teeth in my mind, then said to the clerk:

"It looks fine. Just deliver it in half a month."

Now I needed to go to Riverside Manor and see if Marcus, who was supposedly on a business trip, would be there.