Morning had arrived. Orneil stepped out of the bathroom, wearing the shirt you had prepared for him the night before. He kissed your forehead and said goodbye, telling you he was off to work.

"Honey, just go to bed early tonight. I'll be working late," he said, and you simply nodded in response.

The bedroom door closed. You watched him leave, stepping into his car, accompanied by his personal assistant.

"You're truly cruel," you whispered, tears streaming down both of your cheeks as you continued staring in the same direction.

You opened your phone, scrolling through countless photos of Orneil’s affair. Disappointment washed over you — a painful truth revealed: you were nothing more than a placeholder while he waited for the return of his first love.

Orneil's first love had vanished for years. Seeing Orneil heartbroken, his family forced him to marry another woman.

Unfortunately, that woman was you. Orneil had paid off all your family's debts. He played the role of a loving husband perfectly — such a flawless act that you were fooled into believing his love was real.

"Now that his first love has returned, isn’t my role finished?" you murmured as you picked up your suitcase, the divorce papers, and walked away from Orneil’s grand home...