Chapter 2

A few minutes later, the woman named Lily Vale ran out.

The moment she saw me, her face turned pale with fright, and she instinctively hid her hand behind her back.

But I still saw the pink diamond ring on her ring finger, the size of a pigeon egg.

It was almost identical to the ring Victor had used to propose to me back then.

No, my diamond was not even as big as hers.

I let out a scoff and said directly,

“Ms. Vale’s husband has taste pretty similar to my husband’s. Even the wedding rings have the same design.”

When Lily heard my words, she trembled in fear, and her red lips opened and closed for a long while before she stammered,

“Yeah... maybe men all have similar taste.”

Her fingers, clenched around the hem of her shirt, had turned white.

“Enough. Stop pretending. You’re Victor’s mistress, aren’t you?”

When she saw me lay it all out, Lily trembled even harder, panicking beyond control.

“Please don’t misunderstand. Mr. Hale just got drunk once, and I only took care of him that one time. Mr. Hale’s friends misunderstood.”

After saying that, she even gave me an exaggerated ninety-degree bow.

She looked so wronged and pitiful that if I had not seen the way she seduced Victor, I might really have been fooled by her.

I sneered.

“What are you pretending for? When you were flaunting your love all over social media, why didn’t you think that I, his actual wife, might find out?”

Half a month ago, she posted a video on social media.

Victor was buying a yacht.

Her caption read, [A man’s money is where his love is.]

At that time, I was at home with a fever so high I passed out.

I called Victor and asked him to take me to the hospital.

He panicked for a moment, but the next second, his voice turned hoarse, as if he were holding something back.

“Serena, I’ll have the driver take you there. I have something urgent here and can’t leave.”

An hour later, I developed pneumonia from the fever and was being rescued in the hospital.

But she posted a photo of herself lying on the deck, the woman wearing a sexy bikini decorated with ambiguous red marks, while the man’s abs were sharply defined.

The caption read, [On our new yacht, swaying with the person I love most until the end of time.]

When Victor arrived, his shirt was soaked.

He collapsed by my bedside, his eyes red.

Back then, I naively thought he felt sorry for me, but it turned out that was just guilt after cheating.

For no reason, I only felt disgusted that trash like this was even worth Victor betraying me for.

Too lazy to look at her wronged, pitiful expression any longer, I turned and left.

But as soon as I got into the car, Victor called me.

The moment I answered, his tone was panicked.

“Why did you suddenly think of coming to the company?”

“What? The company is mine too. Am I not allowed to come?”

Sitting in the car, I asked back calmly.

“I just happened to pass by and came to take a look. Is there something you’re afraid I’ll find out?”

Victor seemed not to have expected me to ask that.

His breathing suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds of silence, his tone softened, carrying his usual coaxing sweetness.

“Serena, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“What could I possibly be hiding from you? The office was just too messy, and if you were coming, I would have had someone clean it up first.”

“Besides, how could I ever betray you? Check anything you want.”

Hearing that, I felt a little confused.

Lily had actually not told him that I had confronted her.

I flipped through the evidence while listening to him make excuses.

There were over a thousand pieces of evidence about his affair, and every single one was related to Victor cheating.

On our tenth wedding anniversary last year, he used a business trip overseas as an excuse and said he could not call me, but in reality, he was watching penguins in Antarctica with Lily.

When my father was critically ill, I called him more than thirty times, and he did not pick up once, because at the time, he was celebrating Lily’s cat’s birthday.

I could not believe a man like this had fooled me for so long.

“I believe you. I just want to know what’s going on with the diamond ring on your secretary’s hand. Why is it exactly like mine?”