My husband's beloved girl Sharon Williamson was back.

At the annual ceremony, my husband Yorick Jackson, who had won the award of best actor and had been secretly married to me for seven years, walked down the red carpet with Sharon.

At the other end of the red carpet, I greeted him with a handsome boy on my arm.

Yorick's face was ugly. When he was about to get angry, I said, "Mr. Jackson, your female companion tonight is more beautiful than ever before.

"My male companion is also good. But he was so strong last night, and I'm a little weak today."

Yorick's cold eyes fell on our arms. "I didn't expect you would do this."

***

I looked at their intertwined fingers and smiled.

"I learned it from you."

With deep eyes, he stayed calm.

He thought I was angry with him and didn't believe what I said.

I didn't lie to him although he wouldn't care.

After all, he didn't love me.

Over the years, he had been involved in many scandals.

But he had never officially announced any girlfriend, including me, his legal wife.

He gave all his love to Sharon, with whom he loved but couldn't be together.

Now, he finally waited for her to change her mind.

I smiled and greeted Sharon, "Ms. Williamson, I've heard a lot about your name before. Are you used to the life after coming back?"

After all, she was the woman that Yorick had been thinking about for ten years.

Sharon was wearing a blue fishtail dress, which made her look charming and pure.

"I was shocked when I just came back. There are a lot of changes here, but there are still many things that haven't changed."

She showed a bright and confident smile and looked at Yorick as she spoke.

I knew what she meant and smiled.

Seeing my playful smile, Yorick warned me in a low voice. "Yolanda, stop messing around."

I ignored him and walked towards the venue with my male companion.

Unexpectedly, the organizer arranged the four of us at the same table.

On my left was the handsome boy, and on my right was Sharon.

When the award ceremony came for the most promising male star of the year, the camera swept back and forth in the front row and finally stopped on me and the boy beside me.

"The most promising male star of the year is Luis Moore, the lead actor of 'First Dream'!"

I was ecstatic and cheered for him. I reached my hand to high-five him, but he put his arms around my shoulders and buried his head deeply in my neck.

"Thank you, Yora. I'm so happy."

My neck felt numb and tingling.

Luis went on stage and gave a speech.

Sharon looked at him, then tilted her head to look at me.

She said, "I've seen your drama before. You played the role of his stepmother."

Although she was smiling, her tone was sarcastic.

Luis seemed to sense something on the stage. He looked at me with a smile and said, "I am happy to work with Yora again. Five years ago, I was too immature to be her lover. Now, I can finally realize my dream and play a couple with her."

He was a little shy, and the tips of his ears turned red.

The audience below burst into laughter.

People thought we were just a screen couple, so no one took it seriously.

Only I knew how sincere and passionate Luis was that night.

Yorick placed his nameplate heavily next to me and said to Sharon, "Sharon, let's change seats."

He sat between me and Sharon and gave me a cold look.

"Yora? Did you ask him to call you that?"

I smiled and said, "He always calls me like that."

When I first got together with Yorick, he asked me what my nickname was.

I said a little embarrassedly, "Yora. When I was a kid, my parents called me that."

"Yora." He said softly, and my face turned red instantly.

After that, he would call me "Yora" and teach me how to act.

It was Yorick who brought me into the entertainment industry. He guided me in acting and taught me how to be an actor.

For this, I would always be grateful to him.

If he hadn't proposed to me after getting drunk and I hadn't gone from admiring him to loving him, I would have still called him "Mr. Jackson" respectfully now.

"Yolanda."

At this moment, Yorick's eyes were deep and his tone was filled with dissatisfaction.

"Don't go too far."

I found it funny. "Yorick, what are you talking about?"

How dare he say that to me?

Less than two years after our marriage, he began to be involved in frequent scandals.

Almost every time he shot a drama, there would be leaked photos of him having a private meeting with the heroine.

Many people said that he was a playboy.

I once questioned him with tears, but he said impatiently, "It's all a publicity stunt to fool the girls."

"What about those hotel photos?"

He rubbed his brows impatiently. "I just played with them. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

I looked at him in disbelief. "This is cheating!"

"Enough. Do you think other actors are clean? I've been very restrained. Don't go too far!"

Seeing my red eyes and aggrieved look, he softened his tone a little. "Yora, I have never had any feelings for them. Don't worry."

I overturned the table, breaking the dishes all over the floor.

Yorick was angry. He was usually gentlemanly and calm in front of the public, but in an instant, he became a violent beast.

"Stop causing trouble! No successful man will lack women. If you don't want to be Mrs. Jackson, there are plenty of women who want to be. If you didn't look like her..."

He stopped abruptly, but I understood what he meant.

I panicked.

I asked him tremblingly, "What do you mean I look like her?"

He smiled as if relieved. "Well, I married you because you look like another person."

I felt like I was going to suffocate.

I realized that I was just a substitute chosen by him.

I thought he loved me deeply, but he just treated me as a toy.

Finally, he mocked me. "Even though you know the truth, so what? Yolanda, can you leave me now? Your film contracts and advertisements are all under my control. Without me, you are nothing."

The pain of betrayal hadn't yet gone, and I was hurt by his blatant ridicule and threats.

What he said was right.

In the past few years, I was like a puppet, being led by him and trusting him wholeheartedly.

But after he revealed the truth, I felt painful and clear-headed.

Love might be fake, but my career was real.

I wasted my time in the unhappy marriage and didn't dare escape because I had always prioritized my career over my marriage and was used to having him lead my way.

In the entertainment industry, I had no say and could only rely on the resources provided by Yorick.

I was so weak that he could get me half-banned in the circle easily.

So I had to force myself to become stronger.

I didn't argue with him anymore but worked hard to shoot dramas.

To get more connections, I attended social events that I used to disdain.

I also joined a drama troupe and performed with them non-stop. I had to memorize hundreds of pages of dialogue at a time, and gradually, I was able to play the leading female role for nearly three hours.

Seeing that I was fully devoted to my work, Yorick thought I had figured it out and became more and more unscrupulous. One day, he brought a new female star into our house.

The female star was startled when she saw me in the room.

But she quickly reacted. Glancing at me indifferently, she hugged Yorick's neck and said affectionately, "Is this the person you are secretly married to? I thought it was the movie queen Ms. Wilson. I was jealous of her before."

Yorick tilted his head to look at me and said calmly, "Why did you believe the gossip?"

"You hugged her that day..."

Yorick's face changed. The girl knew she had said something wrong and quickly shut up.

I pretended I hadn't heard anything and poured them two glasses of water. "I'll leave first."

The next day, when I returned home, Yorick was sitting on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel.

He showed me a rare look of guilt and said gently, "Yolanda, I'm sorry. If you are bored, find someone to accompany you. As long as you don't cross the line, I don't mind."

I thought my heart wouldn't hurt anymore, but I didn't expect that he would always find a way to make me feel worse.

He indeed didn't care about me at all.

I thought Yorick was as indifferent as he said.

Unexpectedly, he was angry when hearing Luis call me Yora.

Yorick was so petty.

He looked straight at the stage and asked me fiercely, "What is your relationship with Luis?"

I stared at Luis on the stage, who was running towards me waving the trophy.

I smiled happily. "He confessed his love to me. Yorick, let's get a divorce."

Yorick didn't say anything, and I couldn't see his expression in the dim light.

It was not until Luis approached that Yorick lowered his voice and said, "Yolanda, I will pretend that I heard nothing. You'd better not have that idea anymore."

Luis sat down and excitedly handed me his trophy.

Yorick snorted coldly, "Bumpkin."

I smiled and said, "He is still young."

Young people always had reckless impulses and fearless courage.

Ten years ago, when I first met Yorick, I was a college freshman.

He had just entered the entertainment industry and was looking for the heroine for a new movie.

He went to various film and drama schools and finally found me who was visiting my friends there.

I became an actor in this way and signed with the agency behind him.

He brought me into the industry step by step, and I watched him as he gradually became the best actor.

I gradually admired and loved him.

At the celebration party, he got drunk and fell into my arms.

He held my hand tightly and said "Don't go" and "I love you".

After we slept together, he sat in front of the bed, smoking in silence.

I felt sad and thought he regretted it.

"Yorick, just pretend it never happened."

He turned around with a cigarette in his hand and stared into my eyes. "Yora, you like me, right?"

I was stunned. Lowering my eyes, I nodded.

He put out his cigarette and said, "Let's be together."

When he proposed to me, he looked at me devoutly as if he wanted to see through my soul.

I felt happiness overflowing my heart, and I didn't know how to describe it.

At that time, he was already successful and famous, but I was still an unknown actor.

My relatives and friends were not optimistic about our relationship, but I still stayed with him out of love.

For the sake of his career, he said he wouldn't make our relationship public for the time being.

As a result, we kept our marriage a secret for seven years.

Young and inexperienced people would always be blinded by their emotions.

I was obsessed with the affectionate look in his eyes when he looked at me, but I ignored the hidden attachment and longing in it.

I thought that the art film he starred in was for our love story.

But later, I found out that he wrote this script to commemorate his beloved girl.

He worked so hard to find the heroine just to express his longing for her.

He even trained me to be her substitute.

People always said that Yorick was a playboy, but in fact, he was loyal to someone.

But that person was not me.

When I used his phone to check the weather, I found that he had pinned a foreign city.

That was where Sharon was.

I smiled bitterly. Yorick was indeed infatuated with her.

He had loved her for ten years.