Chapter 1

Angela Sinclair was in the midst of selecting a third-anniversary gift for Kenneth Sinclair when a message from Jennifer Lewis arrived unexpectedly.

A sudden onslaught of a dozen suggestive photos caught Angela off guard, leaving her momentarily stunned, her face draining of color.

In each image, Kenneth and her twin sister, Jennifer, took center stage.

They were sometimes in an embrace, sometimes sharing a kiss. The pictures had one thing in common – Kenneth’s gaze towards Jennifer, brimming with unmistakable tenderness.

Despite Angela caring for Kenneth for three years, he had never bestowed Angela with such affectionate looks.

[Familiar, isn’t it?]

Angela massaged her temples as scenes from the photos began to faintly stir in her memory. Before she could fully recollect, another message from Jennifer appeared:

[Sis, this house is one of your wedding gifts! Don’t you recognize it?]

[It seems that Kenneth has never again let you set foot in this place, save for your wedding night.]

[Because this house was prepared for me. If it weren’t for his grandma’s interference on the day you two got married, you would never have had the chance to come over!]

Each word from Jennifer felt like a piercing thorn, deeply embedding itself in Angela’s heart.

Her hands trembled as she tightly clutched her phone, typing slowly:

[Jennifer, please stop sending me these photos. Whatever between you and Kenneth is already in the past.]

Jennifer replied: [Huh. Is that what you believe?]

[I’ve been back from abroad for two months now. Kenneth has never come home during this period, has he?]

[Well, during his absence, he would come to this house to meet me every day after work. Do you know how he described you when we were sleeping together? ‘Like a dead body,’ he said.]

[How could you be such a failure? If I were you, I would already kill myself.]

[You’d better seize the opportunity to leave him when your old times still matter to him. Otherwise, you’ll only embarrass yourself!]

*****

Angela couldn’t recall how she made it back home until the sound of the fingerprint lock snapping shut at the door brought her back to reality.

When Kenneth opened the door, he found Angela seated on the floor in the entrance.

He instinctively frowned, and his eyes displayed unmistakable displeasure.

“Why are you sitting here?” he asked, his tone carrying a hint of annoyance.

Angela looked up at Kenneth, taking in the sight of his handsome face that still stirred her heart.

She hoped to find a trace of affection in his eyes, but all she saw was impatience and displeasure.

Despite him looking at her this way for three years, discovering his ability to gaze so tenderly at another woman felt like a painful cut.

Slowly rising to her feet, Angela stared directly at Kenneth.

“Why did you hide the news of Jennifer’s return from me?” she asked.

Kenneth seemed surprised, but the next second, he replied indifferently, “There’s no need to let you know. You always dislike Jennie.”

Angela let out a bitter laugh. Was it really unnecessary, or was he afraid she would discover the affair between him and Jennifer?

She closed her eyes, saying word by word, “Do you genuinely consider me your wife? If so, you wouldn’t be fooling around with Jennifer in our house!”

Kenneth instantly paled. “How did you know?”

Angela shouted, “How did I know? You should ask Jennifer! I also want to know how a mistress like her has the audacity to send those pictures to disgust me!”

“Angela!”

Kenneth’s face was filled with anger, and his icy gaze pierced through her heart like arrows.

In his view, Jennifer was innocent and wouldn’t do anything to harm others, let alone provoke Angela.

“My relationship with Jennie isn’t as unbearable as you thought. She’s just staying temporarily, and there’s no way she would send you any pictures!”

Angela was wounded by his piercing gaze. Her eyes turned red instantly. “Staying temporarily? Do you think I’m a fool? And you’re saying she couldn’t possibly send me pictures, so are you accusing me of smearing her?”

“Maybe you wouldn’t smear anyone else, but you’ve never liked Jennie. You’ve done similar things before,” said Kenneth.

Angela pressed her lips, suddenly finding herself somewhat absurd. Kenneth hadn’t even figured out the situation, yet he already stood on Jennifer’s side.

No wonder Jennifer dared to send her those photos.

She probably had known that Kenneth would definitely take her side.

Feeling exhausted, Angela closed her eyes and said, “Say whatever you want. If you believe I smeared her, so be it.”

A flash of anger crossed Kenneth’s eyes as he coldly said, “Jennie doesn’t owe you anything. Don’t ever say such words again!”

He defended Jennifer without even knowing the full story. If Angela had really done something to Jennifer, Kenneth would never spare her.

Angela chuckled helplessly. “Kenneth, in these three years of marriage, have you ever liked me, even a bit?”

Kenneth’s icy gaze landed on her face. “Since I married you, I’ll take care of you for a lifetime.”

No answer meant he had never liked her at all.

Angela chuckled lightly and looked aside, avoiding him seeing the tears on her face. Her heart felt ashen as she said, “Let’s get a divorce.”

She had persisted for three years, thinking that her sincere feelings would eventually win his love. But in the end, her affection never got any response.

Now, it was time for her to wake up.

Kenneth frowned, a trace of impatience in his eyes. “Angela, don’t be unreasonable.”

Angela hadn’t expected that her actions would be considered unreasonable.

She wiped away tears and looked at Kenneth with a serious expression. “I’m not being unreasonable. My lawyer will prepare a divorce agreement, and I won’t take any of your money.”

Angela hadn’t brought anything into the marriage, and now, she didn’t want Kenneth to believe she only coveted his wealth.

Just as she finished speaking, Kenneth’s expression turned extremely unpleasant, and he instantly became gloomy.

“Angela, I’m a busy man. I don’t have time to argue with you. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you said today. We can talk when you calm down.”

With that, Kenneth left without hesitation.

He used to do this every time they argued, giving Angela the cold shoulder until she gave in.

Now that she had decided to let go, Angela realized how submissive she had been. She was so humble that Kenneth wouldn’t even bother to comfort her.

Now, everything would come to an end.

Early the next morning, Angela had the divorce agreement drafted by a lawyer.

While printing it, the lawyer couldn’t help but offer advice.

“Mrs. Sinclair, Sinclair Group is currently valued at several hundred billion. You’ve been with Mr. Sinclair for three years and kept your marriage a secret. Even if you ask for hundreds of millions from Mr. Sinclair, it wouldn’t be too much.”

Angela smiled bitterly, “No need. I just want to divorce him as soon as possible.”

Seeing Angela’s determination, the lawyer refrained from further persuasion and left after handing over the divorce agreement.

Flipping to the last page, Angela didn’t hesitate. She signed her name, took off the ring, and placed it on the document. After that, she went upstairs to pack her stuff.

In less than an hour, Angela finished packing. She didn’t have many belongings, and she wouldn’t keep anything that Kenneth had bought for her. Therefore, one single suitcase was enough to carry everything.

Finally, Angela glanced at the villa she had lived in for three years, her eyes filled with indifference. If she tried hard to win over something that didn’t belong to her, she could only end up swallowing her bitterness.

It took her three years to understand this truth.

But fortunately, it wasn’t too late.

Angela turned around and left the villa. A red Lamborghini was already parked at the entrance.

When Angela appeared, the driver honked the horn.

After securing her luggage, Angela opened the passenger door and got in.

In the driver’s seat was a woman with an alluring figure and smooth skin.

She wore oversized sunglasses that covered almost half of her face, making her features appear delicate.

After Angela settled in, Brenda Taylor raised an eyebrow and asked, “Have you really made up your mind?”