Over time, I was so angry that I got breast cancer.

"Monica, you should have a good rest first. The company suddenly has something that I need to deal with. I promise you that I will be back in an hour and won't let you wait too long."

John looked at me with a little guilty conscience. Perhaps because of nervousness, he kept entwining two fingers on his chest.

I smiled lightly and said to him with my head tilted. "Go quickly, the company's business is more important, don't delay."

John's eyes rose, he walked quickly to me and kissed me on the forehead. "Love you, wife."

When the door slammed close, I felt extremely bitter.

Today was the day I was discharged from the hospital after surgery. He built the hospital for me in name. But the big name above the hospital still made me face the reality. "JJ Plastic Surgery".

If I didn't know about Jessica's existence, I wouldn't have any doubts, but he actually used his and Jessica's names on it. It was better to say that it was built for Jessica than for me. Jessica was a plastic surgeon and I just recovered from a serious illness. John didn't care about my physical condition, but couldn't wait to let Jessica do plastic surgery for me.

In the eyes of others, this must be a manifestation of his love for me. It was only later that I learned that Jessica was also in the motorcade when I got married that day. She witnessed the wedding of John and me in such a grand manner.

There were two villas on the hillside and the other one was also prepared for Jessica. The styles of the two villas were roughly the same. I tried to use the key to open the door next door, but John was determined and never let me step in.

It turned out that while he loved me, he also loved another woman deeply. I foolishly thought that I was the happiest woman in the world.

The message sounded and I skillfully picked up the phone and opened the chat box with Jessica. It was full of evidence of her and John's affair.

[What do you think now? You just recovered from a serious illness and your husband didn't accompany you, but ran to my side without stopping. Why not let you see how John worked hard on me.]

Jessica still sent me a message in a boastful manner and the following attachment was a five-minute video.

In the past, every time I clicked on the video, my heart was like a thousand sharp swords piercing through it, but now, I was much calm than ever before.

Jessica held up the phone and shot from the angle of John's back.

"You little devil, why can't you wait for this little while? I'll teach you a lesson today."

John's doting tone reached his ears.

Jessica's mouth corners kept rising and she asked John coquettishly. "Mr. Lagerfeld, tell me, in your heart, who is the best, me or Monica?"

John's arched back suddenly paused and he looked at the woman under him with sharp eyes.

"Jessica, I advise you to recognize your status, Monica will always be the wife of my Lagerfeld Family. You are just a tool for me to warm the bed, just serve me well, don't think about those unrealistic things. In my heart, you are not even as good as Monica's toe."

Jessica's originally relaxed brows tightened instantly, she bit her back teeth and tried to squeeze out a few words. "I know, Mr. Lagerfeld, I just asked casually. Okay, let me serve you well next."

The video ended here. As usual, I saved the video to a folder before opening the address book again.

A choking voice came into the receiver and my sister asked me anxiously. "What's wrong, Monica? Why are you crying so sadly?"

I raised my hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes, pretending to be calm and told her.

"Sister, do something for me in two days. I want to leave John forever."

Although my sister was puzzled, she agreed to my request without thinking.

After all, I still didn't tell her that I had cancer. Maybe, when the time comes, she would know.

***

John finally decided to come back. The blush on his cheeks seemed to have not completely faded and he hurriedly opened the door. Perhaps out of guilt for me, he held a delicate box in his hand.

"Monica, I know that your physical defect is a big blow to you. It's useless to blame me. I didn't find out that you were sick for so long. If you had found it earlier, you wouldn't have come to this point. But it doesn't matter. I invited the best experts in the country. They will definitely help you recover as before," John said with tears in his eyes and then slowly opened the velvet box in his hand.

It was an emerald necklace and he handed it to me carefully. "Do you like it? If you like it, I will buy it for you every day in the future."

I reached out to touch the necklace in the box. It was very dazzling, but I couldn't wear something that someone else had thrown away. If I remember correctly, when John and I got married, Jessica had already worn this necklace on her chest.

I asked him, "John, do you still remember what I said when we got married?"

I took my hand back and looked at the affectionate man in front of me. He didn't seem to expect that I would suddenly ask this, so he put the box on the table and sat on the edge of the bed.

"How could I not remember? You said that was your happiest day. Your childhood playmates finally became lovers who stayed together day and night."

It turned out that John still remembered that we were childhood sweethearts, but after more than 20 years of companionship, I was not as good as a woman he had met a few times. But he forgot the most important sentence I said.

"I also said that if you don't love me anymore, or if you have another woman, you must tell me right away. I will take the initiative to withdraw and then go to a place you will never find in this life again."

Before I finished speaking, John directly covered my mouth with his hand.

"I remember everything, but I won't let this happen and I won't let you leave me. In this life, you will only be the wife of my Lagerfeld Family."

I turned my face away, no longer looking at him, but looking at the flock of birds flying freely outside the window. It was John who forced me to get to this point. I gave him chances again and again, but he didn't know how to cherish them.

"I want to go home, I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore."

***

In the evening, John arranged a car to take me back to the villa on the hillside. Through the French window, I clearly saw that Jessica moved in next door with her luggage.

At dinner, John asked the nanny to cook a lot of my favorite dishes. The food in the bowl was piled up like a mountain, but I had no appetite at all.

John put down his chopsticks and looked at me worriedly. "What's wrong, Monica? Is it not to your taste? Otherwise, I'll ask the cook to make it again."

I sneered and looked at John who pretended to be indifferent. "If I suddenly disappeared one day, would you look for me all over the world?"

John pursed his lips. "Why? Am I not good enough for you? If there is something I didn't do well, tell me, but can you please don't scare me with such words? You know, I can't live without you."

I shook my head helplessly. How could he not live? Without my obstruction, he and Jessica would only live better.

As soon as he finished speaking, John's phone suddenly rang in his clothes. He took it out slowly. When he saw the note, he suddenly panicked and walked directly to the living room.

When he came back after answering the phone, he told me shyly. "Monica, I won't accompany you for dinner. The company suddenly has an emergency meeting that requires me to attend. Maybe I won't come back at night."

I didn't respond, but just stared at his lying eyes silently.

At night, I looked through the video sent by Jessica over and over again and the pillow was instantly soaked. I didn’t know how many times I had been sad because of John's cheating, but I told myself that this must be the last time I feel unworthy for him.

Not long after John left, I received another video from Jessica as I expected. The decoration behind him and the furnishings in the house were basically the same as the house I live in. This time, I didn't let it go for a long time like before, but saved the video directly.

The next day, John went directly to the company. I sat on the lawn and watched the pet dogs playing and fighting. Everything in front of me seemed to be no different from the future I planned, but reality was always unpredictable.

I gave all these pets to relatives and friends, hoping that they could have a happy old age after I left. I didn't plan to take the clothes at home with me, just to make John feel heartbroken after I left.

At night, John just sent me a text message.

[Sorry, my wife, there are too many things in the company recently and I can only sleep in the office tonight.]

I didn't reply, after all, I just saw Jessica's update a second ago and I knew they went to the beach together.

***

The next day, which was the day I left, John came back with a happy face, followed by Jessica.

This was the first time John officially brought Jessica to me.

"The doctor you met last time, the doctor at the plastic surgery hospital, is also the doctor who will perform surgery on you in the future."

John pretended to introduce me and I sat on the sofa and looked up at the two people acting in front of me.

"Yes, I have met her, more than once." I said calmly.

Jessica also agreed. "Yes, I have had the honor of meeting Mrs. Lagerfeld several times."

John was confused and looked at the two of us, but he did not think about it and asked the nanny to make more meals at noon. After all, Jessica would stay at home for lunch.

When John walked into the kitchen, Jessica showed a provocative taste.

"Mrs. Lagerfeld, oh no, Monica, right? This is also the first time we have officially met."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Lagerfeld would hide me so well. Are you sad? As a woman, you have no breasts and your husband has cheated on you. You are really useless! Which man would like a woman who is missing even parts? Also, let me tell you that before you got married, Mr. Lagerfeld and I were already together."

I pinched the corner of my clothes tightly and sneered. "Indeed, being a mistress is a good way out for a child from a poor family. Then you can ask, in John's heart, who is more important, me or you?"

Jessica's mouth curled up with a hint of mockery and wanted to say something else, but was called to the kitchen by John.

The car that came to pick me up outside the villa had arrived. I patted my clothes and walked out of the house without looking back.

When I got in the car, I still sent a message to John.

"I will go to a place you will never find."

Perhaps because Jessica was there, he did not check his phone at the first time.

And a few hours later, an extremely explosive news swept John's phone.