Chapter 1 Three years into my marriage to Damian Caldwell , our once - a - week family gathering remained the only time we ever saw each other . And today , even that ended abruptly - he rushed out halfway through . Not long after , my phone rang . It was my best friend , Lydia Radcliffe , her voice urgent . " Aurora , check the trending list ! Eleanor's sugar daddy just got exposed . Tell me I'm crazy - doesn't that look exactly like Damian ? " The moment I saw the trending topic , my heart throbbed with pain . " The Mysterious Sugar Daddy Behind Eleanor Hartwell's Fame " Though the photo only showed the blurred silhouette of a man's back , I confirmed it was Damian with one glance . In the picture , he was walking into a hotel with Eleanor , his arm looped intimately around her slim waist . The wedding band gleamed on his finger like a cruel mockery , stabbing into my eyes . Before I could even process it , two anonymous emails landed in my inbox . I opened the first , and several high - definition photos came into my view . In the first photo , Damian was down on one knee , cradling a cute girl in a puffy dress . Arms wrapped around his neck , she pecked his cheek , and he gave a doting smile . In the second one , Eleanor was brushing dust off his shoulder . Instead of pulling away like he always did to me , he curved his lips into a soft , 00 % 06:01 indulgent smile . *** The dozens of photos made me realize - the reason for his increased indifference for the past three years wasn't his health regimen . It was just that he had an affair . My fists clenched so tight that my nails bit into my flesh . Taking a few deep breaths , I forced myself to calm down and opened the second email . One single line stared back at me . " Mrs. Caldwell , the choice is yours - either pay us 1.5 million dollars in hush money , or we go public . " " I'll pay . " I quickly replied and then used all the money in my bank account to buy out these photos that could ruin my husband and his mistress . Ironically , the 1.5 million dollars was Damian's wedding gift for me . Yet now , it was used to bury the proof of his infidelity . I couldn't help staring at the little girl in the photo . If my baby hadn't died , she would've been her age by now . It was killing me to think that my baby was reduced to ashes in an urn before I could ever meet her . I had drowned in agony after losing her . But Damian simply shrugged it off with a casual remark , " We'll just have another one . " Chapter 1 But now , I knew we wouldn't . After buying out the photos , I called Lydia . " Do you know any lawyers ? I want a divorce . " Over my dead body would I stay with a man who betrayed me . Lydia asked around and quickly called me back . The lawyer drafted a divorce agreement . But since I didn't know exactly how many assets Damian had , the division of property couldn't be specified . e " It's fine . Send me agreement first . I'll negotiate the terms with Damian , " I told her . The photos cost me 1.5 million dollars , but it was nothing compared to the reputation of the Caldwell Group's CEO . With the photos , I surely held a strong upper hand in the negotiations over the property settlement . I printed out the agreement , put it on the coffee table , and called Damian . The call connected almost instantly - only it wasn't his voice . " How may I help , Ms. Whitmore ? Dami is tucking Maureen in . " Eleanor's gentle , sugary tone cut me like glass . So , she knew about me . I had assumed that Damian had lied to her about being single . Turned out she knew he was married but stayed his mistress anyway ! 67 37 06.01 Chapter 1 Not bothering to waste energy on her , I said coldly , " Put Damian on the phone . " Chapter 2