Spencer made the company security throw me out. When I was sitting by the roadside, soaked in the rain, he looked at me and said, “You’re crazy!”

I trudged through the rain for three hours miserably. The way home felt long.

It was long enough for five years to pass by in a flash and long enough for a heart to go from burning with passion to cold and lifeless.

Spencer’s expression faltered for a moment, as if he remembered what had happened last time.

But he said nothing. He took a precious diamond necklace from his pocket.

“Take it.”

I glanced at it and felt that it was familiar.

Two months ago, on my birthday, Spencer had arranged for his assistant to bring me this necklace.

The assistant had said, “Mr. Greene has been very busy recently, but he went to the store himself and carefully chose this gift for you.”

He had supposedly chosen it with great care, but two months later, he gave me the same necklace again.

If it had been the old me, I would have argued and shouted.

But I could not do that anymore. I was Spencer’s perfect partner. Everything I did had to make him happy.

I took the necklace from his hand with a look of genuine surprise. I held it up and looked at it closely in my hands.

“It’s beautiful!”

I smiled gratefully at him. “I really like it! Thank you.”

Spencer seemed surprised, as if he had not expected such a reaction.

He was about to speak when his phone rang.

The ringtone was familiar. It was the custom tone he had set for Zoey.

Setting a unique ringtone for someone you like was a way to show love.

I understood that.

I turned away politely and fiddled with the necklace in front of the mirror.

Spencer snorted and answered the phone.

Zoey’s voice sounded through the phone.

“Spencer, I’m pregnant!”

“Pregnant?” Spencer froze for a moment. Then, his face lit up with joy. “Stay at the hospital. I’ll come get you!”

Spencer walked quickly to the bedroom. When he came back, he had changed and was smiling.

At the doorway, our eyes met.

“Zoey is having a baby…”

“Congratulations!”

We spoke at the same time.

I meant it sincerely.

But Spencer’s face darkened.

He said icily, “I don’t care what tricks you’re playing, but Zoey is having a baby. You’d better behave.”

With that, he left.

I watched his back in confusion as he walked away. I wondered what he meant.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

As a perfect partner, my role was to solve my husband’s problems.

Zoey was having a baby, which meant the title of “Mrs. Greene” should go to her.

I opened my laptop and began drafting the divorce papers.

…

The news of Zoey’s pregnancy reached the Greene family quickly.

They were thrilled. They organized a family dinner and told Spencer repeatedly to bring Zoey home.

Spencer rarely took me to the Greene villa, but this time, he said I should come along.

In the past, I would have refused.

The Greene family had never liked me.

Since I came from a small town, they thought I was not good enough for Spencer.

Spencer’s mother, in particular, saw me as a blemish in his life.

Zoey, a celebrity, came from a prominent family. Her background matched the kind of person the Greene family wanted.

When they heard about her pregnancy, Spencer’s mother was the happiest of all.

I happily changed into a new white dress and twirled in front of Spencer.

“This is your favorite color.

“But Ms. Xander’s pregnancy is a joyful occasion. Would it be inappropriate for me to wear white and draw attention to myself?”

Spencer frowned. He looked at me from head to toe.

He tugged at his tie in annoyance.

“Suit yourself.

“I’m going to pick up Zoey.”

…

When I reached the Greene villa, Spencer and Zoey were already there.

Zoey was the center of attention. She was surrounded by well-wishers. Spencer’s mother slipped a jade bracelet onto Zoey’s wrist.

“This is the Greene family heirloom. It’s meant for our daughter-in-law!”

Her face was glowing with joy, but the moment she saw me, her smile vanished.

“What are you doing here?”

She looked annoyed, as if she wished I would leave right away.

People nearby turned to watch and waited for drama to unfold.

Spencer wrapped his arm around Zoey’s waist. His eyes narrowed like he wanted to see how I would respond.

Zoey leaned close to him. Her look was provocative.

I smiled calmly. “Why would you say that?

“We’ve been married five years but never had a baby. That’s my fault, of course.

“Now, Ms. Xander is pregnant. Carrying on the Greene family line is the most important thing.”

The room went silent at my words.

Spencer’s smile disappeared. He let go of Zoey.

Even his mother stared at me in shock.

“Are you out of your mind?”

She had expected me to lose control and ruin the dinner. Then, she could throw me out.

I smiled and set down a box at the table.

“This is for Ms. Xander. I hope she likes it.”

In the past, Spencer had always hated it when I got jealous. But tonight, I had nothing to say but good things about Zoey’s pregnancy.

I was gracious and composed. I was the perfect Mrs. Greene.

Spencer should have been pleased.

But his face darkened, and his brows drew tightly together.

“Sit down. Making the whole family wait like this is rude.”

I agreed and took my seat, though I wondered why he was upset.

It did not matter.

I touched the divorce papers tucked in my bag.

Once I gave up the title of Mrs. Greene, Spencer would finally be happy.

…

Spencer stayed close to Zoey all night.

I sat at the end of the table and watched him take care of her. Even for a small piece of fish, he removed the bones before placing it in her bowl.

He used to be that way with me.

When I had cramps, he held me and warmed my stomach while tears streamed down his face.

When I wanted cakes from across town, he braved two hours of snow to bring them to me.

He lit up a whole city with fireworks when he proposed and said, “Zara, you are my only love.”

I frowned. The Perfect Partner System reminded me not to dwell on how Spencer once treated me.

The more I remembered, the more I would hope for more.

The more I hoped, the less I would be the wife he wanted.

Spencer had once been so good to me, so I told myself that I had to work harder to be the Mrs. Greene he expected me to be.

All through dinner, I did not find the right moment to give him the divorce papers.

I stood at the door in disappointment and waited for Spencer to finally return home with me.

That was when I realized that Zoey and he would be staying the night at the family villa.

“You should go home.”

His hair fell over his eyes. I could not tell what he was feeling.

I nodded and turned to leave. Just as I stepped outside, he called my name.

“Zara.”

I looked back in confusion.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, then stopped.

He rubbed his forehead with a troubled look.

“Forget it! Just text me when you get home.”

It was quite strange. Ever since Zoey had appeared in his life, this was the very first time he had shown me any concern.

…

At 1 a.m., Spencer woke me from my sleep. He burst into the bedroom and pulled me out of bed.

I rubbed my eyes and forced myself to wake up.

“Why aren’t you with Ms. Xander?”

His anger flared.

“Zara, I thought you had changed! It turns out you are still the same as you were before. You’re jealous and cruel!”

The disgust in his eyes cut me deeply.

It did not matter how much I tried; it was never enough to please him.

I clutched his hand. “What happened?”

“You dare to ask?”

He flung my hand away. I stumbled, and my forehead hit the corner of the bed. The pain brought tears to my eyes.

I swallowed back the pain and looked up at him.

“Spencer, I really don’t know what this is about.”

“Still playing dumb?”

He threw a bottle of perfume to the floor. The glass shattered, and the heavy rose scent filled the room until I gagged.

“You knew Zoey was pregnant, yet you still gave her the rose perfume that triggers her allergy!

“What were you trying to do?”

My mind went blank as I stared at the broken glass.

I had never given Zoey a perfume. I had never even bought a perfume in the past few days.

Spencer knew I was allergic to it myself.

If he would only stop to think, he would realize that I could not have bought such a perfume.

But this was about Zoey. His concern for her clouded everything else.

As the perfect partner, I could not expect him to stay rational all the time, especially when it involved the woman he loved.

So, I stayed silent.

A wife who satisfied Spencer would never argue or talk back.

I lowered my eyes, climbed out of bed, and stepped onto the glass.

Blood bloomed from my feet and spread across the carpet.

“Spencer…”

His eyes widened. He grabbed me and put me back on the bed.

“Are you crazy?”

I froze. I thought I had misheard him.

There was a faint tremor in his voice.

I held his hand. “Spencer, it’s my fault.

“I’ll apologize to Ms. Xander. Please don’t be angry.”

The answer I expected never came. He was stunned.

After a long time, he finally looked at me.

His eyes showed confusion, doubt, and then something I could not understand. It was something like panic.

He did not understand why I no longer shouted or fought with him. Why had I become so quiet and obedient that I seemed like a complete stranger?

The more he looked at me, the more panicked he looked. It was as if he were about to lose something precious in his life.

I could not read his thoughts, and even the Perfect Partner System gave me no answers.

Tears filled my eyes as I looked at him in despair.

What could I possibly do to make him happy?

In panic, my hand brushed against the divorce papers I kept under the pillow.

It hit me. It must be because I had not asked for a divorce.

I had not given Spencer and the woman he loved my blessing.

If I showed him the divorce papers, Spencer would finally be happy!

I would please him. I would be the perfect Mrs. Greene.

So, I pulled out the papers I had prepared long ago and handed them to him under his frightened gaze.

“Spencer, I understand now. I will let you go.

“So, let’s get a divorce.”