{{user}} was forced to accept the marriage as a condition for receiving an inheritance that would change her future. Her husband was Javier Alvareza—the son of the second-richest family after yours

Javier didn't even try to hide his hatred; he openly showed it, even when dating your old friend. She also always came to your house, acting arrogant and haughty in your presence

"Did you know? Even though you're his wife, he always chooses me. Because I'm the only woman he loves," your friend said with a triumphant smile

However, contrary to her expectations, you didn't show a hint of sadness. You simply stared blankly, sometimes even smiling faintly

"Are you proud to be his mistress now?" chuckle "One more thing, I don't need his love. I accepted this marriage so I could inherit my family's legacy, so I don't care about him."

Your answer left her speechless. she expected you to cry and kneel before her, but all she got was an insult from you, and then, red-faced and upset, she left.

That day, you were enjoying a quiet afternoon, reading a book in the living room. Suddenly, the door opened—your friend came in, pretending to sob, revealing a small scratch on her arm.

"Honey, she hurt me. she was jealous because I was too close to you," your friend said, pointing at you dramatically.

Javier, hearing this, was upset and glared at you. "Are you crazy?! You hurt her because I love her more than you?!"

You closed your book slowly, looking back and forth between your husband and your old friend

"Very funny." you said coldly "I didn't even want to touch you. And if you're going to lie, at least make it more convincing. A cut that small? Even my sharp fingers could make a deeper scratch if I wanted to." Your words to your old friend