The contrast was so brutal I could hardly stand to look.

Serena reached out to hold our daughter, but Lily darted behind me and peered up at the strange woman in front of her, shy and uncertain.

I didn't shout anymore. I wiped the sweat off my face with the back of my hand, took her little hand in mine, and walked out without looking back.

Outside, the heat rolled over us in waves, the pavement bleached white in the sun.

I canceled the delivery order on my phone, buckled her helmet, and rode her home without a word.

Lily wrapped her arms around my waist, and her small voice reached me.

"Daddy, do we not have to keep delivering food anymore?"

My heart felt like it was being rolled over by a thousand tiny needles, and I fought down the sting behind my nose.

"Mm. It's too hot. We'll rest for a day."

She nodded the way she always did, like she understood something, and didn't ask anything else.

On the way back, I used what little money I had left to buy a roast chicken, and the ice cream she'd been wanting for so long.

Once we got home, I dug out the dusty remote and turned on the AC without a second thought.

She watched me carefully.

"Daddy, did we spend too much money today?"

A bitter ache rose in me, and I forced a gentle smile for her.

"It's fine."

To save money, the three of us had scraped by on next to nothing. A meal with meat was a luxury.

In the worst of summer we hadn't even let ourselves run the fan. On nights too hot to sleep, the three of us would spread a mat on the floor and fan ourselves with scrap cardboard.

And even so, the impossible debt was a bottomless pit that no amount of going without could ever fill.

Every so often a creditor would show up at the door with a can of red paint, and every few days there'd be another scene.

Serena really was a gifted director. She'd staged that bankruptcy without a single seam showing.

The old AC pushed out a slow, cool breeze, and bit by bit my heart settled.

After we ate, Lily quietly played with a doll she'd found.

My phone buzzed. Serena had wired me a large sum of money, then sent one message after another.

【Aaron, the company really didn't go bankrupt. I can explain all of this.】

【Kieran just had stomach surgery, and the scene you made upset him. I'm taking him to the hospital for a checkup first.】

【I'll send someone tonight to pick you and our daughter up. I'll do everything I can to make it up to you both from now on.】

I let out a scornful laugh and accepted the transfer without the slightest hesitation.

Then I turned around and got online to contact the best divorce lawyer in the city.

We used to believe Serena without question, willingly living a hard life at her side.

But now, I wouldn't hold out any hope for her at all.

Time slipped by fast, and the night deepened.

A polite knock came at the door. The young man outside kept his head respectfully lowered.

"Sir, Ms. Farley sent me to pick you and the young lady up."

I didn't say much. I fell in neatly behind him, our daughter in my arms, and got in the car.

It drove straight to our old home.

When I walked into the living room, Serena and Kieran Fox were sitting on the sofa, patiently reading a picture book with their son.

Serena's face lit up when she saw us, and she stood.

"Aaron, you're here."

She turned and told the nanny to take the boy to bathe and go to bed, but he wouldn't let go of her hand. He shrieked.

"Mommy, why are they in our house? I don't like them. Make them leave!"

At his words, Lily clutched my hand and shrank into herself even more.

Serena went a little stiff. Kieran only smiled, smooth and easy.

"Be good, Edward Fox. Go to sleep."

He shot me a contemptuous glance, stroking the ring on his fourth finger, his eyes flashing with open challenge.

The boy glared at us, unwilling to give in, then turned and ran to the nanny.

I looked at Serena, contempt plain on my face.

"I thought you weren't bankrupt. So if money's so tight, why not set them up in a new place? Why move in here and take over a nest that isn't yours?"

Her expression soured, but she kept her temper and coaxed me.

"Aaron, Kieran and the boy have lived here four years. They're settled. Don't make a scene over nothing."

I let out a short laugh, but something twisted hard inside me.

Four years.

The moment Serena faked the bankruptcy and moved us out of here, she'd brought Kieran and his son straight in.

She told me the house had been sold.

It turned out it had become a little love nest for her and another man.

I didn't waste another word. I walked right up to her and slapped a set of divorce papers down in front of her.

"Sign it. I get custody of our daughter, and we split everything down the middle."

Serena frowned at the papers, then lifted her head and rubbed at the space between her brows, looking worn out.

"Aaron, do you really have to do this?"

"Back then, I had my reasons. Edward was diagnosed with a heart problem the moment he was born, and at the same time you were always picking fights with me, using our daughter to tie me to your side."

"You did nothing all day, watching my every move like you'd lost your mind. If I hadn't faked the bankruptcy, when would you ever have given me any freedom?"

"Edward was still little, and Kieran's ex-wife kept showing up at the door. They needed me."

"You're a father too. You have a child of your own. Couldn't you try to understand me, just a little?"

Serena's grand, high-sounding reasons and her accusations were like two hands tearing my heart raw.

Kieran put on a fake smile and tried to smooth things over.

"Aaron, Serena loves you and the girl too. She'll make sure you never want for anything. Stay on as her husband. My son and I can stand a little hardship, it's nothing. Just don't put Serena in a hard spot."

Serena looked at him tenderly and laced her fingers through his, right in front of me and our daughter.

I clenched my teeth, both hands tightening into fists.

Before our daughter was even a year old, I'd found a whole box of used contraceptives in Serena's pocket.

On her computer, in the messaging app she'd forgotten to log out of, there was nothing but sweet talk between her and Kieran.

I lost all reason. I drove straight to her company, and in front of everyone, crying, I slapped her.

"Serena, Kieran's five years older than you, and he has a wife. You're throwing yourself at him as the other woman, wrecking another family? Our daughter isn't even one year old yet. Have you no shame at all?"

Her face went dark, but she didn't argue back. She forced me to come home with her.

That night, she fired Kieran and swore a vicious oath in front of me that she'd never see him again.

After that, I watched her closely. She had to come straight home after work, I went through her phone every day, and every call had to be accounted for.

Serena grew quieter and quieter, but she submitted to all of my checking without complaint.

Until a year later, when an investment failed, her company went under, and she was buried in debt.

I poured everything into making money, wanting to help her get through it, and I no longer had any attention to spare for her and Kieran.

But all of it was nothing more than a play she had staged.

I looked at the calm on Serena's face, shut my eyes hard, and decided I didn't want to dig into it anymore.

"Fine. Then let's divorce. I won't put you in a hard spot."

After I'd listened to Serena and quit my job to be a full-time stay-at-home husband, I'd become deeply insecure, gripped by a fierce possessiveness toward her.

But after four years of being ground down, facing her betrayal again, I found I actually had the courage to leave.

Our daughter had stood quietly beside me the whole time, her small warm hand giving me a sense of calm.

Serena shook her head, as if there were nothing to be done.

"Aaron, stop being difficult. Lily's still little. A child can't grow up without her mother. I won't agree to a divorce."

"We can just go on living a good life together. Is that really so impossible?"

I stared at Serena's face and laughed, anger curdling into something close to a smile.

"Fine. You want to live a good life with us? Then you cut Kieran off completely."

"Every cent you've spent on him and that boy, I'll hire a lawyer to claw it all back."

"They've lived in this house. It disgusts me. We sell it and buy a new one."

"And you'd better scrub yourself for three days and three nights, or I'll be sick just looking at you."

"I'm not sharing my woman with some mistress. So choose. Us, or—"

Before I could finish, something rammed hard into the back of my knee.

The next second my body pitched out from under me and I went down hard onto the floor.

My vision blurred, and the dull, splitting pain in my leg nearly knocked me out.

Lily jumped, terrified, and pulled at me with everything she had, trying to get me up.

The little boy had hopped clear of me and stuck out his tongue, gloating.

"Don't you bully my daddy! You stinking pauper, I hope you cracked your skull!"

Serena shot to her feet, something raw and pained flickering across her frantic face, and reached out to help me.

Kieran flicked her a quick glance, and the boy abruptly burst into tears and clutched at her sleeve.

"Mommy, my heart hurts so bad, I can't breathe!"

Kieran scooped him up in a panic, urging her on.

"Serena, we have to get Edward to the hospital, now!"

Serena lost her head completely. She grabbed Kieran's hand and spun for the door.

Lily ran after her, sobbing, and threw her arms around Serena's leg.

"Mommy, Daddy's hurt, don't leave us!"

The boy wailed harder, the shrill sound almost piercing my eardrums.

Serena glanced back at me once and shoved my daughter off her as hard as she could.

"You look after your daddy first. I'll be back soon!"

And then the three of them hurried out.

Lily watched their backs disappear, wiped away her tears in silence, and went to fetch the nanny to help lift me up.

They settled me on the couch, my face white with pain.

Two years ago, delivering food, I'd been in a car accident and shattered both legs.

The treatment cost a fortune, and after they put steel plates in my legs I couldn't do anything strenuous, so Lily started coming along on the deliveries herself, just so the work would be a little easier on me.

Now she stood in front of me, eyes red and swollen, wiping the cold sweat from my forehead with that ache in her face.

I forced a thin smile up at her.

"Silly girl. Daddy doesn't hurt. Don't cry."

The nanny called an ambulance, and at the hospital the doctor put a fresh cast on my leg.

I'd barely settled when my phone buzzed with a friend request labeled 【This is Kieran Fox】.

The moment I accepted, a string of transfer records and spending records came through.

Kieran's tone was openly arrogant.

【Aaron, do you have any idea? To get my ex-wife to divorce me, Serena wired her ten million.】

【After you made your big scene back then, Serena never cut things off with me. She was carrying my child. Under the cover of expanding the business overseas, she stayed away for the better part of a year and quietly had Edward behind your back.】

【The fake-bankruptcy idea was mine. For me and our son, there's nothing Serena won't do.】

【Where a person's money goes, that's where their heart is. You're not so dense you can't grasp that.】

【I've got no interest in taking your spot yet. But keep provoking me, and I promise I'll make sure you don't come out of this in one piece.】

In the screenshots, the figures were staggering, one after another.

While Lily and I were sick with worry over money, Serena had been pouring sums on them we wouldn't even have dared to imagine.

I clenched my fist tight, saved every screenshot one by one, bundled them up, and forwarded them to my lawyer.