I did not sit idly by during the month I spent in rehab. I made sure to conduct a thorough investigation of my relationship with Irvin and Julianne.
Irvin and I had married for love—I thought I was marrying for the right reasons. I had poured everything into helping him start his business, even abandoning my studies to become a housewife so I could take better care of him.
But all along, he was just using me, pretending to care. The truth was, he was in love with Julianne.
After Julianne returned, things became clear. On our wedding anniversary, Irvin took Julianne to see the Northern Lights. On my birthday, he took her to Thogyo to enjoy the romantic spring season.
For Valentine’s Day, he gave her enough red roses to fill an entire villa and a massive diamond ring. Meanwhile, I received only the free gifts he got when buying her presents.
Despite all of this, I didn’t want to divorce him. After the pain, I still served him, running around taking care of him, just hoping to keep our marriage intact. Even when I was kidnapped, I sacrificed myself to protect him.
In the end, I was just his pathetic doormat. He was willing to let me die for Julianne, and after I barely escaped with my life, he ignored everything and demanded that I apologize to his precious Julianne. He was a heartless jerk with no regard for me.
As much as I couldn’t accept it, and how much I hated that I had been so blinded by love, it didn’t matter. Regret wouldn’t change things—letting go of this rotten relationship was the only way forward.
Those two—one a total jerk, the other a manipulative gold-digger—were a perfect match. I honestly wished them a lifetime of misery together.
Irvin frowned. “Emilia, what are you talking about now? After over three months of reflection, you still haven’t figured yourself out?”
His words stung. I couldn’t help but laugh at how pathetic I had been. I had given everything for a man who nearly killed me, and all I got in return was him telling me I still hadn’t reflected enough.
“I’ve reflected,” I said with a forced smile. “That’s why I’m here to wish you both the best.”
Irvin’s handsome face darkened instantly, his warm demeanor replaced with cold fury. It was clear—he knew exactly who he loved, and it wasn’t me.
I didn’t remember how much I used to love him, nor did I want to stay married to him anymore. However, when I met his cold, unfeeling gaze, I couldn’t help but feel a sharp pain in my chest.
“Millie, don’t get the wrong idea,” Julianne quickly interjected, rushing toward me with a look of fake concern. “Irvin and I have nothing going on. We were just playing Truth or Dare, and I lost…”
