"You bitch! I'll make sure your life is over! I'll spread that indecent video of you all over the television stations!" Renata Wihelmia, Chris's personal secretary, threatened me confidently after we argued on the mobile phone line.

I hung up the phone call feeling annoyed. How could she insult me like this. Renata spoke as if she was Chris's legal wife and I was his mistress. Today, on the anniversary of Chris's company, Renata called me and revealed all her big secrets.

Her words were like a knife stabbing straight into my heart. I couldn't believe that Chris's secretary could do all this to me. Moreover, I couldn't believe that Chris had betrayed me all this time.

For five years, that woman had been with him without my knowledge. Christopher Anderson, the handsome man with the athletic physique and charisma, and his incredible wealth, turned out to be a big liar. The man who had married me all this time was in a relationship with another woman besides me at the same time.

Renata's voice on the phone line sounded like a jealous woman as she threatened me. What I never expected was that Chris had secretly filmed the scene when we were together some time ago. And it was certain that my modelling career would be ruined if that video got out to the whole country. Unfortunately, Renata knew that.

Quickly, I contacted Chris who was going to pick me up to attend the party together. I was impatient and furious after hearing Renata's threat and was eager to take it out on Chris. "Where are you?" I asked irritably and I'm sure Chris was surprised to hear my intonation.

Chris coldly replied that he couldn't pick me up because he had some urgent business at the office. I couldn't believe it and told him to go home, but Chris flatly refused and hung up on me.

I bit my lower lip and squeezed my mobile phone. Chris's rejection, which was not the first time, was enough to make me even more convinced. If Renata's existence by his side was more important than mine.

Chris' love for me seemed to be over, as he was often with that woman. The thought of Chris being with Renata made my blood boil. The image of Chris making out with that woman, too, made my soul struggle even more.

I quickly changed my party dress into a white t-shirt and jeans. I wore a thick jacket because it was raining outside. The cold weather didn't necessarily make my head cold.

My feet stepped out of my magnificent palace-like house, and decided to look for my husband in the high-rise building. I wanted so badly to run into those two lovebirds that they couldn't move anymore.

Now I knew why Chris always cancelled events that I was involved in. I remember when he would say, 'Oh, honey, I forgot, I still have work', when we had a charity event. Or the time he said, 'Honey, I have to leave the country today, so I can't be with you at the party', when I reminded him to come to our colleague's party.

It's obvious that she would have forbidden him to go with me. Chris also seemed to favour fulfilling her wishes over me. With quick steps, I arrived at my husband's office. I saw that the office was deserted, as everyone was preparing for Chris's company anniversary celebration at a five-star hotel. And sure enough, I found my husband making out with Renata in his office from behind the curtain.

I, who had just arrived, was shocked to see the scene. Even though I knew about my husband's affair, seeing him in person still made my blood boil. I couldn't bear to look at it anymore so I pulled the door handle quickly to open it.

But the door was locked, causing a noise that made Chris and his mistress panic. I could see their shocked faces from behind the same curtain. Chris and Renata quickly adjusted their clothes.

"You traitor!" I shouted and slapped my husband's face very hard as Chris opened the door to his room. Instantly, tears rolled down my cheeks. Chris looked at me very sharply, as if he didn't know what I was talking about. "What is it, Kimberly? Why did you slap me?" Chris asked, calling my name without the affectionate nickname he had before. His face was shocked and angry at what I had done to him for the first time. Yes, I had never slapped him. Even when he asked me to satisfy him, for the sake of my glorious modelling career.

At that time, Chris was the saviour of my life. I, who was pursuing a career as a model, received news from my agency. They couldn't promote me as a top model. Of course, the clichéd reason I heard from them, especially if it wasn't because I was displaced by other models who were much richer and more famous than me. I was frustrated and spent my time at a nightclub where the jetsetters hung out. That's where I met Chris. He offered me a bright future with him, as long as I would spend time with him that night.

"What's all this about? Are you crazy?" I asked with overwhelming emotion. I looked at Chris with hatred. Being betrayed by my own mate made me very angry. I quickly turned my gaze to Chris's secretary, the woman who had captured my husband's heart.

Renata, who was looking at me at the time, had a triumphant smile on her face. She didn't seem at all afraid of my presence. I approached her and was about to slap her too, just like I did to Chris.

But Chris blocked my hand with one of his. His eyes looked like a sea of red, staring at me angrily. Chris held my hand tightly, and threw it roughly. "Keep your hands off her!" Chris spoke as if I was a woman from the streets who was so dirty and despicable. He wouldn't let my hand touch his favourite woman.

He didn't hesitate to go over to Renata and hug her, as she screamed in pretence of surprise when I was about to slap her. I admit that she was so good at acting that even Chris was fooled by her behaviour. Even more astonishing, Chris even told me not to bother Renata anymore.

"What do you mean, bother? Isn't she the one who has been bothering me by teasing you?" I asked sarcastically and couldn't understand Chris' way of thinking. Chris looked at me with his eyes getting bigger and bigger. He didn't seem to accept my accusation against his mistress.

"Watch your language, Kimberly White!" Chris half shouted when I called Renata a temptress. The man even acted like a stranger in front of me. He no longer saw me as a wife, not even a queen in his heart. Chris treated me like someone worthless with his words.

I also felt strange about Renata's current attitude. Didn't she already admit her relationship with Chris when she called me earlier. Why was she acting as if there was nothing between them.

I tried to hold back the tears that kept rolling down my cheeks. Again, Renata smiled behind Chris's embrace as she saw me crying. I screamed in my heart, I should be the one in my husband's arms, not that woman.

When I said that I saw the two of them doing that forbidden thing earlier, Chris was evasive and wouldn't admit it. He even said that I was making it up and hallucinating out of jealousy. Then what does it mean that he's hugging his mistress right now? Isn't that so obvious?

It was my fault for being so emotional that it overpowered my logic. I didn't have time to record what they were doing, just like Chris recorded me when I was with him. I cursed myself inwardly, how could I be so stupid. I can be sure that Chris had switched off the CCTV in his room when they had that illicit relationship.

I was sure that under the clothes Renata was wearing, there were traces left by Chris, the typical traces that Chris always left when he was with me. But Chris' attitude made me lazy to prove anything. I finally gave up my intention to argue.

I also felt strange about Renata's current attitude. Didn't she already admit her relationship with Chris when she called me earlier. Why is she currently acting as if there is nothing between them.

"Alright, if this is what you want! I'll let you go for her, Chris! I just want you to delete the video of me with you when we first met!" I said emphatically to Chris as I looked at both of them in turn. Chris looked surprised when I brought up the video. He must have wondered how I knew about it. Because all this time, I wasn't allowed to touch his mobile phone or laptop.

Chris looked nervous but hid it very quickly. He didn't want to look weak in front of me. Chris told his secretary to go home first, then he forced me to go home with him.

I looked at Renata who was disappointed and upset that she couldn't go home with Chris. But she seemed a little relieved, knowing that I would let Chris go for her. Finally Renata left, leaving the two of us in the room without saying much.

I was reluctant, but I needed reassurance about the video. I reluctantly followed my husband's wishes and travelled home with him. Along the way we were silent. I was actually waiting for a word to come out of his mouth. But Chris was silent, his demeanour so cold and enigmatic.

Once we were inside the house, I had the courage to press Chris about the video. I kept my distance from him and crossed my arms over my chest. I asked him to give me an honest answer as to why he did what he did.

"What are you talking about, darling?" Chris asked back in a very calm tone. Chris approached me and tried to kiss me. It's something he usually does when I'm angry. However, I backed away and chose to stay away from him. I wasn't going to be fooled again this time by his gentle demeanour. The look on Chris' face changed for a moment but he quickly changed his expression back to normal.

Chris was trying to seduce me with his gestures. He pulled my waist quickly and held me close. He was trying to be playful, and he wanted to turn me on. I couldn't believe Chris was capable of such behaviour, it was like Chris had two personalities. When he was by Renata's side, he was like a stranger who didn't recognise me. But when he was with me, he was like someone who really loved me. I quickly pushed him away with all my might.

"That woman! Why does she have a video recording of me with you?" Chris's demeanour instantly turned into panic when I said that. He hurriedly approached me again and tried to calm me down. I, who saw every change in his demeanour, tried to stand my ground. All I did was move away and stay out of his reach.

Every time he took a step forward, I would definitely take a step back. The hatred I felt, and I just wanted a definite answer from him.

"Honey, listen to me! I have nothing to do with her. I'm just with you." Chris said as if he was admitting that he had a special relationship with the woman who had terrorised me on the phone earlier, rather than talking about the video I had questioned. I was instantly disgusted, and wanted to immediately beat his chest with both hands out of annoyance.

But again, I didn't. I just hoped that Chris would solve the problem he had created, which was to delete the video footage before the woman named Renata posted it and spread it to the world. I repeatedly asked Chris about the video and asked him to delete it immediately.

With great confusion, I kept urging him to take a copy of the video footage out of Renata's hands. Of course, I also told Chris to delete all the footage he had of me. I was so shocked to learn about Chris's other side. It never even crossed my mind that Chris, who was full of charisma, would have this weird habit of secretly recording our hot scenes. I couldn't figure out why he was doing it, when I already belonged to him completely.

Chris fell silent and started to sit on the sofa, as I shouted at the top of my lungs for him to listen to my request. All I wanted was for Chris to delete the video as soon as possible and finish his business with Renata. The woman who was now a thorn in my relationship with Chris.

Chris looked so tired when I continued to rant about the video and brought up his relationship with Renata. It was obvious that the handsome man ignored my request. Even though it wasn't the first time I'd seen him so arrogant and self-centred, it still hurt.

"Forget it. I didn't cheat on you and never recorded anything." Those were the only words that came out of Chris's mouth. His words made my eyes widen and I opened my mouth to resemble the letter O in disbelief. "What the Fuck are you saying, Chris?" I said as I hurriedly picked up the mobile phone on the bed.

Chris just gave me a lazy look, but I didn't waste my time. I quickly opened the incoming message from my husband's dark lover.

I showed him a screenshot of a video that clearly showed my face and body parts, and instantly Chris's expression changed. Chris opened his mouth shortly after I showed him my phone.

But what I got was the most absurd answer of my life. The answer that made me want to punch his handsome face once again.

"Since when have you been cheating on me behind my back?" Chris accused me with an innocent face after what happened. "Answer me, Kimberly, who is the man who dares to take what's mine?" Chris turned to attack me with his words.

Both of his hands were already gripping my shoulders very tightly. Chris tightened his grip even more when he saw my shocked face.

I whimpered in pain as Chris gripped my shoulders for more than a minute. His attitude of accusing me of cheating on him made me want to kill him. Chris, who I adored all this time, turned out to be a coward who ran away from reality. And preferred to find a scapegoat for the mistakes he had made.

"Chris, you're hurting me." My whimpering didn't even reduce the grip of his very strong hand on my shoulder. I could only surrender to the pain that radiated throughout my body. In his anger, I could see that he had something to hide.

Seeing him stall for time made me even more uncontrollable. Once again I screamed for him to release his grip on my shoulders, and he finally listened. Chris released his hand and apologised. He said that it was a reflex because he felt so jealous.

"Oh listen to me, Chris! This woman wants to destroy me! Don't you care about me?" I instantly felt very desperate and pitiable to Chris. I no longer cared about my relationship with Chris, ever since I saw his infidelity with my own eyes.

I've loved modelling for a long time, and never thought of leaving it. Even though I'm married to a wealthy man like Chris.

"I'm not ignorant, Kimberly. But I didn't feel like filming you back then!" I once again heard Chris deny my accusations. Then he said something that further added to the anguish of my soul. "Why should you be scared if you're only doing it with me? Unless you're doing it with someone else." Chris's words, which were so dismissive of Renata's threats and her repeated accusations towards me, made me even more unbearable.

I stood up and tried to take his mobile phone by force. Chris looked panicked and scared from the look in his eyes. His mobile phone was like a precious item that he needed to guard well and should not be touched by anyone.

"Give me your phone!" I shouted hysterically when Chris didn't give me his phone. I kept trying to get it but again he said that mobile phones are his privacy. I could hardly believe that my husband would do something like this to me. Had I been too trusting of him all this time? Just because he's been my god-send? My mind screamed, endlessly spinning thoughts like that in my head.

"See? If you have nothing to hide, you'll give me your phone, Chris!" I shouted loudly and boldly. Ever since the threat from Renata came, I hadn't called him by the favourite nickname I used to say to him. My tongue felt so heavy, just to call him with words of affection.

"I told you from the start! Mobile phones are my privacy and we agreed never to discuss them!" Chris repeatedly reminded me. Hearing his words, my heart ached even more and I decided to just leave him. Chris was silent and gave me an inexplicable look before I turned my body around.

I laid my body down on my soft bed, in another room adjacent to the kitchen. I deliberately chose this place and didn't sleep with Chris in my room. Since I left him earlier in the room where we used to relax watching television, Chris hadn't shown his nose at all.

I didn't really care anymore. Who and where my husband was with. All I could think about was how I could find and delete the video footage of my husband.

I couldn't stay still and kept moving around because of my anxiety. Especially thinking about the things that had been eating away at my soul and mind. I tried to listen for sounds from outside the room. Hoping that my husband was fast asleep or not even in his room.

I decided to wake up from my sleep. I snuck my body out of the room, and I didn't find my husband there. I tried to look for him in other rooms, just to confirm Chris' whereabouts, but to no avail. It was a relief to see Chris' absence there. I quickly made my way to Chris's study, where he always kept his laptop. My eyes searched everywhere when I couldn't find Chris's laptop on his desk. As if he knew what I was about to do, Chris took the laptop with him.

The disappointment I felt at that moment was also expressed by getting some fresh air. I opened the glass door that overlooked the city at night. I stood on the balcony floor of the apartment and stared blankly at the lights coming from the lamps.

It felt so empty without Chris by my side anymore. I felt alone and lonely, without someone I loved by my side. This is the first time I've felt loss.

It was also the first time I felt how to love and hate someone at the same time. Chris, the man who was always covered by reporters and on the front pages of the mass media, was so successful in his career and in love. How could he not, he could afford everything with his wealth.

I was so stupid to expect something that couldn't happen in this world. Expecting Chris to be like a prince in a fairy tale who would only be faithful to me for life. I was planning to go on my umpteenth honeymoon trip with him this month. I deliberately wanted to give him a surprise as his birthday present.

My mind drifted back to Chris' romantic behaviour in front of everyone when he was with me. When I had trouble adjusting my shoelaces while jogging together, he did it for me. Likewise, when I accidentally dropped my mobile phone into the river during a photoshoot, he picked it up without hesitation by swimming away when the water current was swift.

The little things he did for me back then were so touching. Chris was always stunning and many who saw him praised his treatment of me. His attitude that was so sincere in loving me and his reflex movements like a superhero when the situation was critical, made me fall even more in love.

Knowing his infidelity now makes me no longer eager to go out with him. Even to see him was not in the mood. I decided to file for divorce after I managed to get Chris to delete the video or I deleted it myself.