Chapter 2

Grace didn't change at all. She immediately sent me a Snapchat DM with a picture, rubbing her victory in my face.

In the photo, she was lying in Victor’s arms, sweating and looking weak.

Victor was gently massaging her stomach.

Her caption read: *From childhood until now, he has always loved me the most.*

*No matter how busy he is, or who he is with.*

*The moment I feel unwell, he will fly to my side.*

*He gives me all his care and love.*

*He is truly the best man in the world!!!*

I opened the message and left her on read.

This wasn't a one-time thing. Over the past three years, Grace had been sending me photos and texts every couple of days.

I had received countless messages from her, but I never replied once.

She loved showing off her fake perfect life.

For example, she didn't work. Victor gave her his black card, and she spent his money like water.

She redecorated the house Victor and I used to share, even replacing our master bed.

She used my old things whenever she wanted, or just threw them in the trash.

For three years, she and Victor did everything a real couple would do.

Fortunately, Victor and I were already over. I was completely numb to his betrayal.

I knew she was doing this just to get a reaction out of me.

My silence was my ultimate contempt.

But Grace actually believed I was crying and throwing a fit in secret.

The next time I saw Victor, he came into my coffee shop with Grace.

They were wearing matching couple bracelets. Victor’s bracelet was engraved with Grace's initials. He usually only wore formal suits, but today, he wore a trendy, casual blazer to match her.

Back when we were married, I had begged him to wear couple outfits with me. He always refused, saying he hated changing his style.

Grace looked around my coffee shop, her eyes filled with mock surprise.

Victor looked at me, frowning in disapproval.

"I gave you so much divorce money. Why are you working such a exhausting job?"

When he rejected me, I demanded half his assets.

He didn't hesitate to sign them over back then.

I stopped making the coffee, looking up at him with a blank stare.

"Because I like it. And it’s none of your business."

Victor didn't get angry. He still thought I was just acting out because I was jealous.

Grace stepped forward, fake-smiling.

"Lily, it’s been three years. How have you been?"

"Great."

Grace seemed taken RSVP by my calm demeanor.

Just then, Victor's phone rang again. He turned and walked outside to take the call.

The second we were alone, Grace dropped her act.

Her smile turned into a vicious smirk.

"Stop pretending you don't care. But don't get your hopes up either."

She looked down at me, laughing softly.

"Even if you let Victor mark you again, so what?"

"His mother hates you. In her eyes, I am the only perfect Luna for their pack."

"Victor only came back to get you out of a sense of duty."

"Even this visit was only allowed because I gave him permission."

"And you’ll have to sign a prenup."

"By the way, I drafted it myself."

She pulled a document from her designer bag and tossed it onto the counter.

I glanced down at it with sheer disgust.

The terms were laughable. I would get absolutely none of the Smith pack's assets.

After the marriage, I wasn't allowed to call his mother "Mom." I had to address her formally as "Elder Luna."

I wasn't allowed to represent myself as the Luna in public. To the outside world, I would always just be his "ex-wife."

This humiliating contract actually made me laugh out loud.

I pushed the paper back to her.

"Since his mother loves you so much, why are you still nameless after three years?"

"Three years, Grace. Victor used you, slept with you, but still won't take responsibility for you. How pathetic."

Grace's face flushed with rage. She raised her hand to slap me.

But then, we heard Victor's footsteps approaching.

Her face changed instantly. Tears pooled in her eyes, and she looked like a victim trying to be understanding.

"Lily, I really want you and Victor to get back together."

"As his childhood friend, I just want him to be happy."

"This prenup is just a formality. Please don't be mad at him, okay?"

She was still the same drama queen from three years ago.

The moment Victor saw her tears, his brain turned to mush.

He lost all ability to think straight.