Luna Baxter and Simon Fulmer have been married for five years. One day, she receives a provocative voice message and intimate photos from Simon's first love. They're sent from his phone, too.

"I've only been back in the country for half a year, but he took the bait as soon as I laid it. He's prepared blue fireworks for me tonight, but I don't like the color blue. To avoid wastage, you can have them on your wedding anniversary."

Luna and Simon's fifth wedding anniversary comes a month later. She looks out the window at the blue fireworks lighting up the sky. Then, her gaze lands on the empty seat across from her.

Simon's first love challenges her again. She sends her a photo of them having a candlelight dinner.

Luna doesn't cry or kick up a fuss. She silently signs a divorce agreement and asks Simon's secretary to prepare for a wedding.

"What are the bride's and groom's names, Mrs. Fulmer?"

"Simon Fulmer and Sophie Sutherland."

Seven days later, she flies to Naavi to give them her blessings. She throws them a wedding.

"Mrs. Fulmer, here's the divorce agreement from the safe."

On Luna Baxter's fifth wedding anniversary, her secretary, Susanna Mace, handed the divorce papers to her in a Westonian restaurant.

On the day Simon Fulmer and Luna registered their marriage five years ago, Simon, as a gesture of sincerity, drafted and signed a divorce agreement before locking it in a safe.

The agreement stipulated that Luna could sign it at any time to end the marriage if Simon was ever unfaithful.

Luna swiftly signed the document.

She looked at the empty seat across from her, her expression dim. "Take the divorce papers to the attorney. Then, book a hotel and prepare the wedding venue in advance."

Susanna froze for a moment before she tentatively asked, "Whose names should I write for the bride and groom, Mrs. Fulmer?"

"Simon Fulmer and Sophie Sutherland," Luna replied, to which Susanna didn't say another word.

Sophie was Simon's first love.

Susanna's voice trembled as she continued, "Mrs. Fulmer, how many days from now should the wedding be held?"

Luna slowly turned her gaze to the window.

The blue fireworks, blazing for an hour, flickered out at last, leaving only a faint line in the sky.

"Happy Fifth Anniversary to Simon Fulmer & Luna Baxter."

Luna withdrew her gaze and pressed her lips together. "The wedding will be in seven days. Also, book me a flight to Naavi for that same day."

"Naavi, ma'am?" Susanna was stunned for a few seconds, hesitating before advising, "Mrs. Fulmer, perhaps you should reconsider?"

On the day of their marriage registration five years ago, in addition to the divorce agreement that Simon voluntarily signed, Luna's parents, who resided in Naavi, refused his million-dollar wedding gift and had him sign a prenuptial agreement.

The agreement stated that if Luna were ever heartbroken by the marriage and returned to her parents' home alone, Simon would be forbidden from stepping into Naavi for the rest of his life.

If that day came, Simon wouldn't even have the chance to beg for reconciliation.

"It's fine." Luna shook her head.

It would be her birthday in seven days. She planned to leave Simon, take a flight to Naavi, and arrange for someone to host a wedding for him and Sophie, fulfilling their wishes.

After Susanna left, Luna's phone suddenly vibrated.

A notification popped up.

Simon had used the company's Facebook account to publicly post a photo of the blue fireworks display, tagging her.

"Happy fifth anniversary, my love. I will love you forever."

Within less than a minute, the post garnered over a thousand comments.

"I'm so envious! I was wondering why Lake City had an hour-long blue fireworks show tonight. It was Mr. Fulmer's surprise for Mrs. Fulmer after all!"

"Five years of marriage and Mr. Fulmer's declarations of love are still this grand."

"I heard that after Mr. Fulmer had surgery under general anesthesia last year, he wasn't fully awake yet when he saw Mrs. Fulmer in the recovery room. His groggy first words were, 'You have a sensitive stomach. Did you eat lunch on time?' Even the nurses were moved to tears at that moment."

Among the flood of comments, Simon replied to one.

"Lulu is my wife. Loving her, spoiling her, and protecting her for a lifetime of peace and happiness is my duty as her husband."

Instantly, this reply was met with a wave of envious outcries in the comments.

Yet, as the object of all this admiration, Luna impassively stared at the empty seat across from her.

Once, there was love between her and Simon.

They had never fought in their seven years together.

For seven years, Simon had given her wealth, status, and love.

But a month ago, on the night Simon was away on a business trip, Luna discovered that he had long been unfaithful.

That night, Simon sent her a voice message.

When she played it, a woman's voice came through the speaker.

"I've been back for six months. With just a flick of my finger, he's fallen into the palm of my hand. He prepared a blue fireworks show for me tonight. Since I don't like blue, let me give it to you for your anniversary celebration so that it won't go to waste."

At the time, Luna didn't even know who the woman was.

That was until two weeks ago when Simon walked into a party in the private room with that woman.

Simon introduced her, saying she was his distant younger cousin.

Sophie's delicate face lit up with a bright smile as she greeted Luna, "Hi! I've been back for over six months. I'm finally meeting you, cousin-in-law!"

The woman's charming and all-too-familiar voice left Luna in a daze.

Later, Luna left early as she couldn't stay. When Simon came home drunk in the middle of the night, Luna received a message from an unknown sender.

"It was way too thrilling on the rooftop tonight. I couldn't hold back and left scratch marks all over Mr. Ex. I've gotta say, Mr. Ex is still as wild as ever. He's like a stallion in heat."

Luna looked at the passed-out Simon on the bed.

His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, and his chest was covered in scratch marks.

The shirt he wore was the men's version of the matching white shirts she had custom-made for their anniversary last year.

On the collar was an embroidery of the word "Husband" she had hand-stitched.

When Simon received the shirt, he was so touched that he took her hand and promised, "Lulu, every time I wear this shirt you gave me, I'll remind myself to stay away from other women. I'll save myself for you."

Now, the same shirt bore a glaring lipstick stain on its collar.

And today, on their fifth wedding anniversary, she arrived first at the Westonian restaurant.

Five minutes later, she received a call from Simon.

Simon said he was preparing a surprise for her and couldn't make it to their candlelit dinner, so she should enjoy the fireworks alone.

Two minutes after he ended the call, Luna received a photo from him on WhatsApp.

She clicked on the photo and saw Simon having a candlelit dinner with Sophie.

The flowers and red wine made for a romantic sight.

Simon must have posted his love declaration on Facebook while he lay in Sophie's arms.

Luna ignored Simon's faraway high-profile public love declaration.

She got up, grabbed her bag, and went home. Once back in the bedroom, she asked the maid for a pair of scissors.

Luna took out her custom-made women's version of their matching shirts and cut it into strips. Then, she shredded their marriage certificate into pieces as well.

She packed everything into a gift box and wrote "Second Wedding Gift" on it.

Just as Luna finished, she turned around and ran into Simon, who had just returned.

Simon's handsome face was filled with tenderness as he took her hand and led her downstairs.

"Honey, I prepared a surprise for you. Come see."

When they got downstairs, Luna saw a large box truck parked outside.

On the truck was an enormous pink gift box.

As Simon clapped his hands, the gift box automatically opened. Balloons and confetti rose into the air, revealing a blush-pink Maybach.

Two staff members quickly raised a banner that read, "A Gift for Princess Lulu."

The scene instantly drew admiration and envy from the surrounding crowd.

Simon took out the Maybach's key and handed it to Luna before he said affectionately, "Lulu, I remembered you mentioning wanting a new car last time. As your husband, it's my duty to buy you everything you want."

When Luna reached out to take the car key, her sharp eyes caught a detail.

Around Simon's left wrist was a bracelet made from a bra strap.

A wave of disgust surged through her as she frowned deeply.

"What's wrong? Did you not want a Maybach? Or do you not like the color?"

Simon's dark eyes were full of concern when he noticed Luna's reaction.

Luna shook her head and fixated her reddened eyes on him. "It's a nice car," she said.

What she didn't want wasn't the Maybach—it was Simon.

Hearing this, Simon let out a sigh of relief.

When they returned to the bedroom, Simon's sharp eyes noticed a gift box on the vanity. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Luna stepped in, covering the writing on the box.

"Lulu, is this a surprise you got me?" Simon's dark eyes lit up with excitement.

Luna forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Yes, but you can't see it yet. I'm still working on a second gift. I'll give you both gifts in seven days. Knowing you, I think you'll really like them."

"Two surprises in seven days?" Simon murmured, visibly intrigued. But as he pondered aloud, he started trying to recall what special occasion it was in seven days.

Suddenly, realization dawned on him. Stepping out of the bedroom, he called his assistant, Luke Newman.

"I almost forgot that Lulu's birthday is in seven days. Start planning a grand birthday party for her right away. Yes, the bigger, the better. I can't let her down."

While Simon was on the phone, he didn't notice Luna standing silently at the bedroom door, her expression as cold as ice.

In the seven years they had been together, Simon had never once forgotten her birthday. This year, with Sophie back in town, he had completely erased Luna's birthday from his mind.

Fine by her. She was curious to see how he'd react if the birthday girl didn't show up to the extravagant birthday party he was preparing.

Luna took out her phone and sent a message to Susanna.

"Find out where Simon is hosting my birthday party. Book the wedding venue one floor above it."

"Yes, Mrs. Fulmer," Susanna replied promptly.

Luna turned to head to the bathroom when Simon, just about to re-enter the bedroom, received another call from Luke.

"By the way, Mr. Fulmer, please don't forget that you're supposed to take Mrs. Fulmer to the cake shop near her college today. If she doesn't get her cake, she'll probably be upset tonight."

"Ah, right, I almost forgot. Order a cake Lulu likes in advance. I'll take her there myself," Simon instructed before hurriedly pushing open the bedroom door.

Luna heard every word loud and clear.

Seeing her, Simon took the bathrobe from her hands and set it aside.

"Lulu, let's go to the cake shop near the college. I've already had the owner prepare your favorite cake. It'll be ready when we get there."

The cake shop near the college entrance was one Luna loved during her college years. It was there, in front of the shop, that she and Simon had their first encounter due to a small incident.

Two years into their relationship, they got married, and every year on their wedding anniversary, Simon would go there with her for cake.

In the past, Simon would always prepare ahead of time, but now he needed Luke's reminder to remember the occasion.

An hour later, a sleek black Bentley pulled up outside the quaint, small cake shop, instantly drawing attention.

When a small-time influencer doing a live stream spotted Simon and Luna, she excitedly held up her phone and approached them.

"Oh my gosh, it's the husband of the year, Mr. Fulmer!"

"Everyone in the live stream, look! The couple I ship so hard is so perfect together! There's a rumor that Mr. Fulmer brings Mrs. Fulmer here every year on their wedding anniversary. It's true after all!"

After stepping out of the car, Simon held Luna's hand as they walked toward the shop. He keenly noticed her right shoelace had come undone.

Amidst the stares of onlookers, Simon stopped in his tracks and respectfully bent down to tie her shoelace.

This act made the surrounding female college students envious, and one bold young woman stepped forward to offer her blessings.

"An ultra-rich CEO bending down to tie his wife's shoelace! I wouldn't even dare dream of such a thing. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness!"

Luna stared blankly at the man crouching before her, her expression devoid of warmth. She looked up and responded with a polite yet distant smile.

Simon held Luna's hand as they entered the cake shop and headed straight to their usual spot by the window.

He turned to the shopkeeper behind the counter and asked, "Is the cake ready? The filling should be mango-flavored, and the cream should be strawberry-flavored. Lulu loves that combination. And make sure it says 'Happy 5th Wedding Anniversary' on top."

"Here's your freshly made cake!"

The shopkeeper had a deep impression of the Fulmers. Just earlier, she had told her husband, "Even though it's past nine, with how close they are, they'll definitely come in to celebrate their anniversary."

And sure enough, the Fulmers did come.

As the shopkeeper brought the cake over, her kind face glowed with a warm smile.

"Five years in, and you are still as devoted to Ms. Baxter as ever, Mr. Fulmer. When are you planning to have a baby?"

Simon couldn't hold back his smile as he gazed lovingly at Luna.

"We'll go with the flow. Hopefully, we'll have one by the end of the year. Boy or girl, it doesn't matter. I'll love the child as long as Lulu's the mother."

Luna lowered her gaze to the cake before her, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Ever considerate, Simon began slicing the cake when a man entered the shop. The man informed Simon that another vehicle had scratched his car and told him to check.

Simon frowned, his expression darkening. "I'll go check it out. Lulu, go ahead and dig in. I'll take care of it quickly and come right back. And order yourself a drink, but nothing cold. You're due for your period in two days."

His thoughtful words once again drew envious murmurs from the other customers in the shop.

"Oh my goodness, he even remembers when her period is. Mr. Fulmer really is the perfect man. He's flawless!"

"I can't even imagine how happy I'd be if I were Ms. Baxter."

The shopkeeper glanced at the quiet Luna and smiled warmly. "Ms. Baxter, you're truly blessed. It's so rare for a woman to meet a loving and devoted man in her lifetime."

Luna forced a bitter smile. "Indeed, it's rare."

In truth, she hadn't met one either.

Not wanting to continue the conversation, Luna turned her head to look out the window.

Meanwhile, Simon followed the man out of the shop.

The man leaned in close and whispered something to Simon, in which Simon nodded and strode toward a pink G-Class parked beside the Bentley.

That pink G-Class looked oddly familiar to Luna.

At the last gathering, Sophie had driven up in a pink G-Class, making a grand entrance.

The license plate on that car was the same as the one Luna was seeing now.

The pink G-Class was said to be a welcome-back gift from Simon, costing nearly three million.

It was almost the same price as the blush-pink Maybach he gifted her today.

Simon truly was a master at keeping things balanced. He ensured his ex, also his first love, and his current partner, who was his wife, got equal attention.

Luna couldn't see what was happening inside the car. As she looked away, she received a call from a number she didn't know.

She answered after hesitating for a moment.

A familiar voice came through the receiver.

"You've gotten smarter, haven't you, Sophie baby? You even sent someone to get me." Simon's voice was hoarse, dripping with desire and affection. "You got my location from my assistant, huh? I told you I'd come to you once she was asleep."

Sophie's voice was delicate and coquettish as she purred, "But I'm upset! Just imagining you spending your anniversary with her and what you two will do later makes me sick."

Guessing Sophie was jealous, Simon chuckled lightly and coaxed her, "Be good. I've already given you every single drop in me. I won't touch her tonight. Besides, didn't we do it three rounds two hours ago? Are you still not satisfied?"

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me."

"You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car."

"You're such a bad boy!"

Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line.

Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly.

She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her.

It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable.

Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

Simon returned half an hour later. When he noticed Luna had barely touched the cake and saw her pale face, his heart clenched with concern.

"You look pale! Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to a doctor right now."

The urgency in his tone was palpable, but Luna turned her head away, refusing to look at that hypocritical face.

"I heard something disgusting. I don't feel like eating anymore," Luna snapped.

"What did you hear?" Simon's thick brows furrowed, his anxiety apparent.

"You wouldn't want to know." Luna's eyes were red.

Simon was at a loss. He stood and tried to hold her, but she dodged him.

Luna got up and strode out of the cake shop, immediately hailing a cab. She instructed the driver to take her straight home.

"Lulu, wait for me!"

Simon, unable to stop the cab, hurried back to his Bentley and started chasing after it.

Luna sat in the back seat, her gaze fixed on the rearview mirror.

The scene playing out behind her was almost comical—the Bentley followed the cab closely while the pink G-Class trailed right behind the Bentley.

Once they entered the villa area, Luna stepped out of the cab. Simon got out of his car immediately and anxiously grabbed her hand.

"Lulu, why are you upset? Is it because I went to deal with the car issue instead of staying to eat cake with you?"

Luna tilted her head up, staring directly at him.

Simon's handsome face was full of concern and guilt, yet there wasn't the slightest hint of fear of being caught cheating.

"Yeah."

Simon sighed upon hearing that. "I'm at fault for handling things poorly. Next time something like this happens, I'll stay with you even if the car gets wrecked." He paused, then gently held Luna's hand and cautiously asked, "Luke called just now. An important client had an accidental fall and is in critical condition. I need to head over. Is it okay if I go, Lulu?"

Luna frowned, her sharp instincts catching the flicker of excitement and anticipation hidden in his otherwise helpless expression.

Simon sure was eager to rush to his rendezvous. He was even making up a lie about a client's accident.

Luna only put on a small smile. Not wanting to waste her energy on exposing him, she simply responded with a calm hum.

She walked toward the villa, but when she reached the front door, she didn't go inside.

Instead, she turned and headed toward the parking lot. There, she saw the two people passionately embracing and kissing inside the pink G-Class.

Inside the car, Sophie's sultry eyes sparkled.

"I wore these black stockings just for you. No underwear, of course. After all these years, I know your tastes haven't changed."

Simon's dark eyes were filled with unrestrained excitement. His hands eagerly reached under her skirt as his voice turned hoarse. "Are you planning to drain me tonight? I can't wait anymore. Let me put it in first."

Sophie stopped his hand. When she saw the frustrated look in Simon's eyes, her red lips curled in a smile. "Let's go somewhere else. You like the lakeside, don't you?"

Simon smirked, his Adam's apple bobbing as he replied, "Are we doing something so bold tonight?"

"You're spending tomorrow with me for my birthday, right? Think of this as your reward." Sophie winked playfully.

The pink G-Class quickly started and drove out of the underground parking lot.

Luna's phone suddenly vibrated. She received a WhatsApp message from Simon.

She opened it to find a location pin by the lakeside.