On the eve of my engagement, my father and best friend fell from a high ledge in a freak accident.
My fiancé rushed to my best friend's side, completely ignoring my father.
As my father lay critically ill, my best friend's close buddy Garrison mobilized all the city's medical resources, vowing to save him.
To repay this life-saving debt, I married Garrison.
My father miraculously survived, but was left in a vegetative state.
On our second wedding anniversary, I accidentally overheard my husband talking to the doctor.
"Mr. Montgomery, you transplanted her father's brain tissue originally to save Chase. Otherwise he wouldn't be in a coma. Why keep her father alive now?"
"Only by using her father can I make Chase completely devoted to me, without suspecting Jade."
"The marriage was just to solve Jade's problem anyway."
I was utterly devastated. So lies were the theme of this marriage all along.
My father and I were merely tools to benefit Jade.
Fine then, I wish you both happiness.