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I was the girl my husband had loved since childhood. For twenty years, he never stopped pursuing me.
He adored me as if I were his entire world and treasured me deeply.
Then, unexpectedly, just four weeks ago, he was unfaithful.
Everyone was aware—except for me.
But I was simply acting as if I hadn't discovered them and continued to play the role of an oblivious wife.
That is, until I eliminated every single trace of my identity.
And then, I vanished.
Only then did that scoundrel search for me frantically.

The Island of Shattered Vows

As the aircraft lifted off, a subtle pain crept into my heart. Despite my meticulous planning, the final farewell was far more agonizing than I had anticipated.


Twenty long years of devotion and faith. How could I possibly detach myself when Heather wasn't merely my spouse—he had become my entire family?


When my mother passed away and my father took a new wife, Heather remained the only steadfast presence in my life.


I used to erect barriers, dismissing his benevolence and concern.


Gradually, without my awareness, he earned my confidence and fondness.


Apart from my mother, he's the sole person who has ever truly cared for me.


How could I have been so blind to all he sacrificed for my sake?


As a child, it was the comforting lights he kept on for me and the flask of hot water he always carried.


As we matured, it was the fresh attire he'd present me each season and countless other gestures.


Chapter 7