To the One Who Stayed

Zoe Rhodes was a psychologist.

During an online consultation, she encountered a patient who was a mistress.

Only later did she find out that this mistress had climbed into her own husband's bed and given birth to her husband's illegitimate child.

She decisively got a divorce and left Rivask with her daughter for Corinth to delve deep into academia.



In Corinth, she slowly rebuilt her life. From a rookie in a hospital ward to the youngest professor in international psychiatry, she rose, step by careful step, into someone she could finally be proud of.

Through every quiet triumph and every tired night, there was a man who never asked for anything.

Her daughter's "uncle."

The most powerful figure in Corinth.

Always a careful distance away — a steady presence at the edge of her world, watching her shine.

She thought it was kindness.

It was love.

Fifteen years of it.

Patient.

Silent.

Undemanding.



Until the night she came to thank him, and he finally let the mask slip.

"How are you going to thank me? How about giving yourself to me?"

Zoe's eyes were filled with astonishment, her heart trembling so much that she couldn't utter a single word.

"…Don't you mind that I'm divorced and have a child?"

"Getting a divorce is not your fault. As for the child..." A touch of tenderness spread across the man's cold and stern features. "Why would I mind my own child?"



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Some love stories begin with a fall.

Hers began with an ending.

It's a fifteen-year secret crush that comes true.