In the third year of marriage, my husband James Hill fell in love with his assistant Fiona Winston.

The two of them secretly showed affection for each other, and appeared on the topic list more than once.

I asked for a divorce.

But James laughed frivolously, saying, "If she wants a divorce, then get one. I don't need her."

"Don't come back crying and begging me. I won't forgive her so easily this time."

Of course, I didn't go to find him.

But unexpectedly, that popular celebrity, who was adored by thousands, turned red with rare jealousy when he saw me kissing someone else.

"Chole, do you really not want me anymore?"

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I was drenched on my way to work in a sudden rainstorm.

When I called James to bring me clothes, he was still sleeping.

"Okay, got it. I'll be right there."

Hanging up the phone, I stood downstairs at the company for three hours, but James didn't appear.

I called him again.

"Sorry, Chole, I fell asleep again."

"I stayed up all night and couldn't get up. Why don't you take a taxi home and change clothes, or call a delivery person?"

His casual tone made me angry. Before I questioned him, my tears came down first.

"Then you go back to sleep."

After saying that, I hung up the phone.

People were coming and going at the company entrance. When they passed by me, their eyes intentionally or unintentionally fell on me. I felt extremely embarrassed.

It was difficult to get a taxi in such heavy rain.

I opened WhatsApp and prepared to shamelessly ask my bestie Aurora to come pick me up.

But my attention was attracted by a tweet posted by Fiona, James's assistant, an hour ago.

"Thank you, James, for taking me home in the rain."

The picture attached was taken inside a car.

I stared at the picture for a long time, repeatedly convincing myself that it was just a coincidence.

But I couldn't fool myself after all.

Because I had been in this car countless times.

It was James's car.

No wonder he couldn't come to pick me up. He was actually giving someone else a ride.

It turned out that I was the only one who had been stuck in the same place for so many years.

Unlucky things always happened together. Just at this moment, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen.

I always thought of myself as a strong person, but right now I couldn't control my tears.

At this moment, I received a message from Aurora on WhatsApp.

"Darling, I'm on a business trip out of the city these days. I saw the weather forecast this morning that it was raining on your side. Remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."

It turned out that she was not in LA.

For a moment, I felt extremely helpless.

I ran into the rain, letting raindrops fall on me and chill my heart.

Never mind.

I comforted myself again and again.

Tears blurred my vision.

It was midday when I got home, and James was indeed not there.

I was so sick and dizzy. I took a shower and went to sleep.

Half asleep, the sound of the door opening completely woke me up.

I opened my eyes and realized that it was already dark outside.

James walked into the bedroom and turned on the light. Maybe I looked sickly, he frowned when he saw me. But the first thing he said was, "Why didn't you cook?"

Body management was important to him. When he was at home and not filming, I prepared three meals for him.

I still felt uncomfortable and didn't want to explain anything, so I turned over and planned to go back to sleep.

"I don't want to cook, just eat whatever you want."

James remained silent for a long time, and finally slammed the door and left.

I didn't pay any attention to him and went back to sleep.

In the early hours of the morning, an unknown caller woke me up again. When I answered, the person on the other end remained silent.

Just as I was about to hang up, I heard a woman's gasping and a man's passionate growl.

In an instant, I was wide awake.

My blood almost froze.

They were James and Fiona.

James and I were college classmates.

Our relationship started in our freshman year and now it was our seventh year.

Everyone said that even the best relationships couldn't last seven years, and I didn't believe it. Now it seemed that I had overestimated myself.

James was picky and had a good development in his career in recent years. So he became more and more arrogant.

His assistants rarely lasted more than three months, except for Fiona.

Fiona was a year younger than us. She had been James's assistant for a year.

No wonder James had never mentioned changing his assistant again, so this was the reason.

I suddenly feel tired. Since James entered the entertainment industry, I had been surrounding him all day like a nanny.

I had put almost all my thoughts and efforts into him. That was why I hadn't been promoted even after three years in this company.

Back in school, I used to be praised by teachers as the most talented student they had ever seen. But now, those who used to be inferior to me were all doing better than me.

What I had been desperately chasing after all these years had turned out to be a joke.

When James came back, I was sitting in the living room waiting for him.

When he saw me, a hint of weakness flashed across his face.

"Are you feeling better?"

He put down his coat, walked over and kissed me.

I felt a little nauseous, but still looked at him calmly.

"What were you doing last night?"

James froze, then smiled, "Didn't you not cook for me? I called some friends for some drinks."

I continued to ask, "Anything else?"

James shrugged and said, "Nothing else."

After saying that, he leaned over to hug me, but I avoided him.

"I'm going to make lunch."