Chapter 2

After the wedding ended, I swiped my card to compensate the bride.

Only to find my bank card had been frozen.

I immediately understood Jace had manipulated it.

I was reported by the bride and kicked out of the ceremony.

When I messaged my boss to explain, all I saw was a glaring red exclamation mark.

I took a deep breath, forced to face reality.

I'd lost this job. Mom's life-saving money had decreased by another source.

On the way home, I leaned against the car window, pupils dilated, eyes unable to focus.

I couldn't understand how days that should have gotten better and better had turned out like this.

That winter, Dad was hit by a car and became a vegetable. The driver fled the scene. Mom couldn't handle the shock and fainted.

Leaving only sixteen-year-old me to take charge.

During that time, I often stared blankly at the 17th-floor window.

That's when Jace appeared like a ray of light.

He helped me raise money, took care of Mom, comforted my emotions.

And arranged Dad's funeral when he passed away.

Jace was the deity heaven sent to me.

I couldn't believe he'd never loved me.

When the car reached its destination, I pulled myself from my memories.

I needed to ask Jace for answers.

Pushing open the door, inappropriate sounds came from the bedroom.

"Jace, I've always loved you. I don't want to leave you. Please break up with that old woman, okay?"

"Just thinking about you kissing her, having children with her—I'm going crazy."

"Jace, don't you love me?"

I froze in place, legs as if filled with cement, unable to move a step.

The next second, Jace's low voice came through.

"I won't allow her to give birth to a child."

A thunderous crash—my mind went completely blank.

We'd had a child.

It was the night he proposed six months ago. I was overjoyed, thinking it was heaven's gift to us lovers finally united.

Later I lost the baby from overwork and blamed myself painfully for a long time.

Could it be...

I burst through the door, voice trembling with tears.

"The baby—what really happened with the baby!"

Vivian shrieked, followed by a glass being thrown at my forehead.

"Get out!"

Tears welled in my eyes as I wanted to curse these shameless pair.

But when I opened my mouth, I choked, unable to say anything.

Ten minutes ago, Jace had backed Vivian, not giving me a single glance from start to finish.

And now they were intimate on my bed while I stood there bleeding.

Jace was startled for a moment and immediately got up to walk toward me.

Before he could take half a step, Vivian grabbed him tightly.

She said petulantly, "Jace, if you make me angry again, I'll never speak to you again!"

He looked so helpless as he bent down to kiss her forehead.

I held back my tears, fixated on one question.

"Was the baby really..."

"Yes. I didn't want to make Vivian unhappy."

Jace said it so casually, as if discussing something as trivial as taking out the trash.

I smiled bitterly. At this moment, I was a joke.

A joke played for a fool.

"Jace, let's get divorced."

Jace responded indifferently, "Fine."

I was truly exhausted and turned to leave.

My phone suddenly rang. "Ms. Shaw? Your mother's condition isn't good. Please prepare two hundred thousand for surgery immediately."

My mind exploded with a boom, blood taste filling my mouth.

I lowered my head to Jace.

"Please, save my mother."