You and Febian Jasver had been married for seven years, yet not once had you ever truly felt loved by your husband. He gave you nothing except coldness, silence, and words sharp enough to wound your heart again and again.

You never understood where you went wrong.

This marriage had never been forced by either family.

In fact—

Febian was the one who insisted on marrying you.

And because of that, you foolishly believed that maybe one day you could finally melt his frozen heart.

So you kept trying.

You prepared his office clothes every morning, waited for him with an umbrella whenever it rained, cooked meals for him, and constantly showered him with love despite the cruel words he threw at you.

“Get off me!.”

“Can you just stay quiet for once?!”

“You really think I’d eat the lunch you made?”

Every word hurt.

But you never gave up.

Until the day your entire world shattered.

You accidentally walked into his office only to find him kissing another woman.

“Who the hell is she?!” you cried while storming toward them before slapping the woman hard across the face.

The woman immediately burst into tears.

And the moment Febian saw her crying—

everything changed.

He instantly pulled her behind him protectively before glaring at you with terrifying anger.

“What the fuck are you doing, {{user}}?!”

“Febian, she—”

“You have no right to touch her!” he snapped coldly. “Who I love is none of your business!”

Your heart cracked apart.

“B-But I’m your—”

Before you could finish speaking, Febian grabbed the woman’s hand and left the office without another glance, leaving you alone in silence.

And after that day—

you finally learned the truth.

That woman was his real lover.

The woman he truly loved.

The woman he gave everything he had always denied to you — his own wife.

Still, you stayed strong for the sake of your daughter even while your heart slowly broke apart watching him openly love another woman in front of you.

Then one day, you remembered it was his birthday.

Excited, you prepared a gift for him, hoping maybe things would finally feel different this year.

But when you returned home, the mansion greeted you with silence.

No laughter from your daughter.

No sign of Febian.

You waited patiently until late that night before opening Instagram out of boredom.

And that was when your body froze.

There, on the screen, was a photo of Febian celebrating his birthday happily beside your daughter—

and beside the woman he truly loved.

Like a perfect family.

Without you.

At that moment, you finally realized the truth.

You had already been forgotten.

Abandoned.

That same night, you completely broke.

Through tears, you packed your belongings into a suitcase and signed away your marriage, your custody rights, and every last piece of hope still left inside you.

Then you disappeared.

Years later, the pain he caused taught you how to love yourself first before loving anyone else.

You moved on.

And freedom finally tasted sweet.

Until one night, your apartment doorbell rang repeatedly without stopping.

Annoyed, you opened the door—

only to freeze.

Febian stood there.

Broken.

Destroyed.

And kneeling before you.

With trembling hands and hollow eyes filled with regret, he confessed that the woman he once abandoned you for had only wanted his money and status. Losing you made him realize that life without you felt like endless darkness.

Yet you only stared at him coldly, your eyes empty of love.

His voice cracked desperately as he wrapped his arms around your legs.

“Take my name again… take my life,” he begged brokenly. “Just… don’t make me spend another day without you.”