Halfway home, Bianca suddenly realized she'd left something behind at the mall and told the driver to turn around.

Just as the car stopped again at the entrance, her phone buzzed with a new message.

It was an explicit video. The main characters were unmistakably Sebastian and Lucy.

Lucy sat provocatively on the edge of the sink in the restroom, her reflection clearly visible in the large mirror as Sebastian stood in front of her, tangled passionately.

"Go easy... I can't take it," Lucy moaned breathlessly.

"You had no problem teasing me earlier, but now you can't handle it?"

The phone slipped from Bianca's trembling fingers, hitting the floor sharply.

The restroom in the video was from this mall.

Lucy, dressed in black lace lingerie, had her legs wrapped around Sebastian's waist. Their faces flushed, bodies damp with sweat.

Breathless with desire, Lucy whispered seductively, "Sebastian, who's better? Bianca or me?"

After a brief pause, Sebastian's voice, heavy with lust, replied, "You, of course. Bianca's too boring in bed. You're much more fun."

Lucy laughed triumphantly.

Once they finished, Sebastian reached behind Lucy and fastened a necklace around her neck.

Seeing this, Bianca's eyes widened in shock. It was the Celestis Heart locket he'd just gifted her moments earlier.

"This is for you," Sebastian murmured tenderly. "Next time, don't ask in front of everyone. If you want something, just tell me privately."

Lucy smiled in delight. "But how will you explain this to her?"

"I'll just give her a fake one," Sebastian replied casually.

Outside the restroom, Bianca clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips turned white. She leaned against the wall and slid down slowly, her chest tightening so painfully she could barely breathe.

She stumbled forward aimlessly, only to find Christian standing nervously nearby.

He visibly panicked at the sight of her. "Mommy? Why are you here?"

Bianca stared at Christian and asked coldly, "Why are YOU here? Didn't you say you were going home?"

Christian stammered nervously, "I... I was using the restroom."

His obvious lie made Bianca's already crumbling heart grow even colder.

Then, clearly and painfully, Christian's inner thoughts reached her. "Daddy told me to guard the restroom door and make sure Mommy doesn't see him with Lucy."

Bianca felt her breath catch, her fingernails digging sharply into her palm. The boy she'd lovingly raised was now lying to her.

She recalled how Christian had once sworn passionately, "I'll never lie or make Mommy sad like the main character in the storybook. I love Mommy the most, and I'll always protect her."

Remembering this, Bianca's eyes turned red. Holding back her tears, she looked at Christian and said, "Christian, tell me honestly. Are you hiding anything from me?"

He froze for a split second, doubt flickering through his eyes as he wondered if Bianca had figured it out.

But then, he stubbornly answered, "Of course not. I told you, I'd never lie to you."

A shudder went through Bianca's body, and she turned away abruptly, walking home, numb and shattered.

She sat motionless in the empty house for an entire day and night. Then, she stood and lit a large fire in the living room, burning every gift and piece of clothing she'd ever lovingly made for Sebastian and Christian, along with every family photo hanging on the walls.

Flames danced brightly, consuming smiling faces.

Bianca remembered her birthday five years ago. Sebastian and Christian had both rushed to give her their gifts, nearly getting into a fight over it. In the end, Christian lost and burst into tears.

Four years ago, when Christian finally won a gold medal in the Math Olympiad, he and Sebastian gave Bianca a big surprise. She was so overwhelmed with joy that she burst into tears.

Those joyful moments were vivid, but now, they were meaningless ashes.

The fire roared, and thick smoke billowed through the air.

Finally, Bianca pulled the heaviest thing from the safe—seven thousand handwritten love letters Sebastian had written when pursuing her.

Back then, he wrote her a love letter every single day for six years, never missing a day.

Without hesitation, she threw them into the flames. Thick smoke filled the entire house.

Suddenly, the front door burst open.

"Honey?"

"Mommy!"

Sebastian and Christian rushed in, shocked.

"What are you doing?" Sebastian shouted.

Bianca raised her eyes slowly, answering calmly, "Nothing. I'm just burning some unwanted things."

Sebastian gently nudged Christian, subtly signaling him to act.

So, Christian stepped forward and said sweetly, "Mommy, here's your locket."

Bianca stared coldly at the imitation in silence.

At the same time, Christian's anxious thought pierced her mind clearly. "Did she realize it's fake?"

Bianca laughed bitterly, closing her eyes.

So, Christian had known the truth all along. They'd both been lying to her. She was the fool—the only one who'd been deceived.

She opened her eyes again, tears making them red. Turning to face them both, her voice broke as she spoke quietly. "What do you think happens to people who betray someone who truly loves them?"

Both Sebastian and Christian stood frozen, unable to answer.

Christian finally murmured timidly, "Mommy, what's wrong?"

Bianca gave a hollow laugh, not answering. She turned away, returned to her room, and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her.

Sebastian and Christian exchanged confused, anxious glances, sensing the growing distance between them and Bianca.

…

The next day, Bianca visited the fake death agency to finalize her arrangements. She chose a car accident explosion, leaving no remains. Her fake death was scheduled for tomorrow—her birthday.

After signing everything and paying the balance, she stepped out of the agency, only to hear two familiar voices calling to her.

"Honey?"

"Mommy?"

Bianca turned and saw Sebastian and Christian, confusion clear on their faces.

"This is a fake death agency. Why are you here?" Christian rushed over and grabbed her hand nervously.

Sebastian frowned and was about to go in and find out for himself, but Bianca stepped in front of him, blocking his way. "I was just passing by. It's nothing," she said nonchalantly.

Sensing something off, Sebastian wanted to question her more, but Lucy's gentle voice interrupted him from behind.

"Sebastian," Lucy said with a warm smile as she walked over, holding a cup of coffee. Then, she handed it to Sebastian and stood close to him.

Sebastian looked anxious and was about to explain, but Bianca cut him off sharply. "I'm heading home. Enjoy yourselves."

After all, she was leaving tomorrow, and there was still so much to do.

Bianca brushed off Christian's hand without a backward glance.

Sebastian tried to follow, but Lucy tightened her grip on his arm.

Watching Bianca walk away, Sebastian called after her instinctively, "Bianca, your birthday party is tomorrow at 8:00 am. Remember to come."

Bianca didn't respond.

She quietly returned home, sitting alone in silence for hours.

At 6:00 pm, she cooked herself a lavish dinner. By 10:00 pm, she packed up all her jewelry, gold, and cash into a suitcase.

At midnight, she carefully did her makeup, dressed elegantly in a sleek black gown, and called the fake death agency.

Her calm voice echoed softly in the night. "I'm waiting at Riverside Villa. Proceed with the fake death procedure now."

In the darkness, a black car slipped quietly through the Lowe residence's gates. Without hesitation, Bianca took her suitcase and stepped into the car.

The next morning, the news exploded online.

"Breaking News! Sebastian Lowe's wife was killed at 2:00 am in a fiery crash on East Bridge. No remains could be recovered."