[Vivienne] The dinner the table turned cold hour but of Caden. I the the the hundredth time try to the hurt that once again rises the surface an beneath my chest. It’s our third anniversary, and it’s almost midnight now, single day in the past three years, he’s as usual. I don’t know why even try. My husband has me, rejected my efforts, broken heart so times the past, would think I would learned my lesson. unfortunately, have been cursed to be always hopeful. “Madam, I reheat the dinner?” The head maid asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. suck in the hurt and away the tears from my eyes, not to as devastated feel. I smile at her like I always do. won’t be necessary,” say and up from the chair, pretending to yawn, hoping look tired. “I think Caden got caught up in again,” because happens so often now it become the best of my life. “You the table and leave when you’re done. ” I start to leave when she speaks again. “And what about the cake? Should I—? she gets to finish, a tear finally rolls down my face. I’m just with my back turned to her, she can’t see how miserable feel right now. it among the staff. It’s been a long, tiring day for all of us. Let them treat themselves. Chapters Are Updated Updated for All Books Updates… matter the that I baked the cake myself, that spent almost whole preparing for the dinner the celebration after. Nothing matters anymore. I head upstairs to my room, to get the red gown I wore for the occasion. It wasn’t myfavourite color, but back time dated a few he complimented me during one of our dates, saying that red looked good on me. my hazel eyes out. that time, I was the over the moon at his words. I no one was beautiful than luckier me, me. I was wrong. I discard the dress the couch and walk the bathroom get fresh. By time I return, my is crying for my attention. With strength that I no feel bones, I somehow drag myself where I left it on the bed and almost frown at the name that on the Samuel: Wanna see what Caden’s to tonight? Not again, I think. Samuel is Caden’s older and although me and all, don’t like the way he talks Caden. He’s trying paint a bad of my husband front of eyes, to prove how do deserve him, how hasn’t moved on from his first love—Astrid—and meets with her behind my back, and how everything do my husband is nothing but a waste of my time. The truth is he’s right. And know that because at the time we got married, Caden made it pretty that holds a special place in his heart and no matter what happens between us, matter how long we stay in this nothing would change ever. I scoff at my heart, because even down I always knew would never love like he Astrid, I acted like lovesick around him. I on the screen and the text with a on display. screenshot of a News channel, showing my husband walking an after-party with a blonde woman in his arm. Not to the hip of woman, but also seem be passionate kiss. What fuck? throw phone away slump on the bed, crying my heart out. I don’t know how long I stay like curled up in myself, that when the next my eyes, I feel a disoriented. I feel hands on body, and someone hot breath next my ear. It takes me a moment to catch up with what’s going on around me and another moment to realize that it’s not dream. Caden yanks at the strings of my night dress, revealing my breasts to him. Without wasting any time, he latches his on one of nipples, while the other one roughly. say, my voice hoarse from crying.