Chapter 1 288 ( Vouchers Everyone thought Emily Simpson was the perfect wife . Three years of marriage , and no matter how many lovers Everett Barnes kept , she never made a scene . In the eyes of New York's elite wives , she was the " model of devotion . " But they didn't know She wasn't staying for the marriage . the She was staying for his face . The same face as the man she once loved and lost . And now ... she was done . *** " Emily , your lover Elliott isn't dead . He's been in a top - secret hospital in Switzerland , in a coma for three years . " His real identity is Elliott Barnes , the eldest son of the Barnes family . He's Everett's twin brother . The Barnes family just visited him a few days ago . " Reading the message from her best friend , Fiona Jenkins , Emily's mind went blank . Her Elliot ... wasn't dead ? And he was Everett's twin brother ? Before she could even process it , her phone buzzed again . She answered . Everett's low , cold voice came through . 80351 Chapter 1 " Valerie Bar . Come now . " We Wouchers She took a cab to the bar . The night breeze outside the window scattered her thoughts . She had been married to Everett , the Barnes family's second son - one of the most powerful men in New York - for three years . For three years , she came when called , left when told , and lived by his rules . Even when he asked her to bring him condoms , she didn't complain . Everyone said she was the model of devotion . But no one knew it was all for his face . As soon as she reached the private room door , she saw through the gap . Everett had a young , innocent - looking waitress pinned against the corridor wall . His voice was low , tipsy , and coaxing as he said , " Still not saying yes ? " The woman met his eyes . " Mr. Barnes , please let me go . You're married . I don't want trouble . " Emily looked at the woman . She recognized her . Jessica Martin . The woman Everett had been obsessed with lately . Unlike the high - class socialites in their circle , Jessica was like wild grass growing on the roadside . Ordinary , but stubborn , confident , and unyielding . Everett had tried everything to chase her . Jessica worked night shifts at a convenience store - he sat with her until closing . She sold hand - painted T - shirts at the night market - he bought every single one , then wore them to a board meeting the next day . She casually posted street food videos on social media - he ended up in the 2164 % 00:35 Chapter 1 1288 Wouchers hospital from an allergy but still finished eating it . His friends all said , this time , Everett had really fallen . Laughter suddenly erupted in the private room . " Emily's just a clingy mutt who won't let go of Everett . She's no ' Mrs. Barnes . " " " Bet you anything - if Everett takes you to a hotel tonight , one call and Emily will show up with condoms in hand . " " Whoa ! " Someone noticed her and burst out laughing . " Everett , your mutt's at the door . " She'd heard worse . Compared to never seeing that face that looked like Elliot's again , this was nothing . Emily stepped inside and said calmly , " Why did you call me here ? " Everett's dark eyes were cold . " Still pretending to be tolerant ? Why did you bother Jessica ? " He tossed his phone onto the marble table . On the screen , a photo of her meeting Jessica at a mall . Emily's brows drew together slightly . Three days ago , Jessica had approached her . " Ms. Simpson , keep your husband in check . I don't want to be a homewrecker , and I can't afford to mess with people like you . " Before she could respond , Jessica left . That was the extent of their interaction . 53.90 % 0015 M Chapter 1 Emily looked up , calm and steady . " I did meet Ms. Martin , but she approached me . " " No need to twist the truth , Ms. Simpson . " Jessica cut her off , her eyes red but stubborn as she looked at Everett . " Mr. Barnes , if Ms. Simpson won't admit it , I'll take the blame . It's fine . " " Excuse me , I need to get back to selling drinks . " She picked up her tray and turned to leave . Everett grabbed her wrist . " Don't worry . I'll make this right . His gaze sharpened , focusing on Emily . " Buy everything she's selling tonight . Drink it all . " The table was lined with vodka bottles . Even half a glass would send a man stumbling . She clenched her fists , memories of his past cruelty flashing through her . She knew - even if she refused , he'd force her anyway . " Alright . " Her lashes trembled , but her voice stayed steady . " But first , tell me - who did you go see in Switzerland last week ? " 79.67 %