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For ten years of our marriage, whenever Damian Blackwood cheated, I was the one who cleaned up his messes.
It had become an open secret, whispered throughout the elite circles of Los Angeles.
Until he started toying with a viral model from Texas and carelessly knocked her up.
As was my routine, I threw down a ten million dollar check, ordering her to have an abortion and disappear.
But that very night, as Amber Lynn lay in the hospital, tears streaming down her face, Damian lost all control and kicked the door open.
"Who told you to lay a hand on her?"
"Claire, Amber isn't like the others. I'm keeping this child."
"From today onwards, you are to take care of her every need. If anything happens to the child, you'll be held solely responsible!"
His investment partner, standing nearby, tried to placate me:
"Mrs. Blackwood, this is just a passing fancy for him. Don't take it to heart. Amber is merely a pretty plaything; how could she ever measure up to you?"
"Making a bit of a fuss is one thing, but that should be the end of it. You wouldn't actually dare to divorce him, would you? You've endured this for ten years; this time will be no different."
He had cheated hundreds of times before, and each time, I was the one managing the public relations fallout.
Everyone said I was hopelessly devoted to Damian, that I'd sooner die than leave his side.
But this time, I suddenly felt… weary.

Gilded Cage, Broken Wings

"Her leg injury hasn't healed yet! When I left, she was lying on the floor, unable to get up. Where could she possibly have gone?!"


"Find her! If you can't find her by tonight, you don't need to work for me anymore! Pack your things and get out!"


Hanging up the phone, his chest heaved violently.


The soundly sleeping Amber was awakened by the commotion.


Hearing the voice on the other end of the line, a flicker of triumph crossed her eyes.


Damian couldn't shake off his unease and was about to head to the villa to see for himself.


His footsteps halted. He hurriedly dressed, not sparing her a single glance.


"There's trouble at home. I'm going back to check. You stay here. If you don't feel well, call a doctor!"


The next second, an arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly.


Chapter 9