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I ended my relationship with my former partner during his financial struggles. Upon my return, I found he had a new companion. During the toughest period of my boyfriend's life, I chose to terminate our relationship. Subsequently, he achieved great success and made significant efforts to marry me. People claimed I was his perfect match, his most cherished spouse. However, he eventually began bringing various women home nightly, shattering my heart and turning me into a subject of ridicule among our acquaintances. Still, I never shed tears or created a commotion. I remained silently in the study, never meddling in

A Countdown of Heartbreak

The following day, images of Wesley in a physical altercation with another man over Cora spread throughout the neighborhood. This marked the first instance his extramarital affairs became common knowledge.


Journalists gathered outside my residence, pelting me with inquiries as I departed.


Wesley's business had experienced significant growth recently, gaining substantial clout in Beijing's social circles. His youth, wealth, and good looks made him a popular figure online, often becoming a trending topic.


A young reporter inquired, "Mrs. Miller, what are your thoughts on the situation between Mr. Miller and Cora?"


Without turning, I continued walking and responded, "One is a husband unfaithful in marriage, the other a woman willingly becoming his mistress. What response would you expect?"


The reporter persisted, saying, "But I've heard that when Mr. Miller was at his lowest, you abandoned him for financial reasons."


"Then when he found success, you emotionally manipulated him into marriage..."


"And now that Mr. Miller has discovered genuine affection with Cora, you're desperately clinging to your title as Mrs. Miller, labeling others as mistresses."


"Don't you think you're the oppressor in this situation?"


I halted, gave a cold smirk, and took hold of her credentials.


She was an intern journalist, with a student identification from Nanshan University tucked in her badge holder.


I asked her calmly, "Are you acquainted with Cora?"


"It's widely known that Wesley went to great lengths to marry me. Do you truly believe I was eager to be his wife?"


"This is common knowledge in our social circle. Are you unaware? Or are you simply here to tarnish my reputation in an effort to assist your friend in her role as a mistress?"


Her demeanor changed as she nervously reclaimed her ID, defensively stating, "I am her friend, but I'm also a journalist. My words are unbiased. If you genuinely didn't want to marry Mr. Miller, and he's found love elsewhere, why not end the marriage?"


I chuckled, about to reply, when suddenly my nose began to bleed, creating quite a scene.


Someone in the crowd jeered, "Mrs. Miller claims indifference, that she was coerced into marriage with Mr. Miller, yet she's so agitated she's having a nosebleed?"


I wiped the blood from my mouth with my finger.


Composedly, I replied, "I'm not agitated. I'm ill, with not long to live. I've been experiencing nosebleeds lately."


The crowd grew quiet, their laughter ceasing.


Chapter 5