Chapter 2

"Shut your mouth—you're not part of this! Diana, tell me yourself—is this true?!"

I cut off Lucas West's gloating and demanded, my eyes burning.

Diana sighed.

"Adrian, please understand. I was scared that if you knew who I really was, you'd lose your ambition. I worried about hurting your pride. Besides, didn't you promise to take care of me no matter what?"

"Diana, we've been married seven years! Was that not enough time to figure out who I really am?!"

My voice cracked with emotion.

"Or did you think I was dumb enough to fall for this forever?"

She let go of Lucas's hand and reached for mine. "It's not like that, Adrian."

I stepped back, my balance unsteady—my shoes were so worn through I could barely walk, but I'd never been able to afford new ones.

My gaze drifted to Lucas. Italian leather shoes, custom-tailored suit, and a Rolex Submariner glinting on his wrist.

Diana once joked, "When I make it big, I'll get you a Rolex too—so you can flex it on Instagram."

Turns out she did buy one. Just not for me.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and met her eyes.

"Then what is it like? And what about him?"

Diana shot him a quick glance. "Lucas is just a friend."

Lucas's face dropped. "Diana!"

Diana grabbed his arm, shot him a warning look, then turned back to me.

"Lucas was my first love, but now we're just business partners. He's interested in investing in the company."

I ground my teeth. "Then what the hell did he mean by that?!"

Diana darted a nervous look at Lucas, then waved it off. "Oh, he's always joking around. He was just messing with you..."

Before she could finish, Lucas cut in. "It wasn't a joke. Didn't you say those exact words to me on video chat your wedding night? Adrian was passed out right next to you..."

Diana snapped, "Lucas!"

Lucas clamped his mouth shut.

But my heart had already hit rock bottom.

So it was all true.

Diana couldn't meet my eyes, her voice tight with guilt and frustration. "Don't listen to Lucas—he's just being an idiot. None of that's true. Just go home, okay? I've got clients to meet, but I'll explain everything tonight when I get back."

I took a deep breath.

"Save it. I want a divorce, Diana."