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Mary was looking a lot better. When she noticed it was Rainie, she managed a small smile. “Rainie, what brings you here?”
Rainie, jumpy as ever, grabbed the thermos Yolanda handed her and set it down on the bedside table in a hurry
Ms. Hall, I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to see you. I made this soup–it should be good for your health. I’ll head out now,” Rainie said, sounding flustered.
She left so fast that Mary didn’t even have time to stop her.
Yolanda had just gotten there herself. Charles’s men had hauled in Ken and Wayne about an hour ago, and now they were waiting for her to head over.
But she wasn’t in any rush. She figured she’d let them sweat it out a bit.
She popped open the thermos and saw that rich, milky bone broth inside, the aroma instantly making her hungry. She couldn’t help but comment, “Looks like this took hours to simmer–she really poured her heart into it.”
Mary gave a faint smile. Her head injury wasn’t serious, but she hadn’t slept well at all lately, and the headache just wouldn’t quit.
‘Rainie’s always been a timid one, Mary thought, ‘but she’s got real potential. And she’s grateful for what others do for her.‘
Just then, her phone buzzed with a live stream notification.
She was following Sophie’s streams, and now, seeing Sophie had dragged those three into a group livestream, Mary fumed so hard her chest heaved with anger.
The five of them used to be thick as thieves, but now with Rainie left out, the others were bound to freeze her out sooner or later.
People are messy creatures, and the smaller the clique, the less they can stand anyone who dares to do things differently.
Mary’s face flushed with anger, but Yolanda just reached over and switched off her phone.
“Stop watching that. Don’t waste Rainie’s kindness–just have some soup,” Yolanda said.
Mary was overwhelmed, the heat from the soup making her eyes water. “I went out of my way for Sophie, but she wasn’t worth it. You think you know someone, but you really don’t.”
Yolanda didn’t say anything, just grabbed her bag and got to her feet. “The Starlight stuff should be wrapped up in about three days, so I probably won’t get a chance to see you for now. Take care, okay? If things get rough, just hire a caregiver or something.”
Just as Yolanda finished speaking, the door opened and Rainie appeared again–she’d just left moments ago.
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Rainie couldn’t bring herself to meet Yolanda’s gaze Yolanda always seemed so elegant and untouchable, Rainie felt completely out of her depth around her.
She’s way too classy for me. I don’t even have the guts to look her in the eye, Rainie thought, swallowing nervously
Um Ms Grant, would it be okay if I… stayed to look after Ms. Hall for a bit? She’s helped me so many times before, and I actually… I’m not busy right now…” Rainie stammered, looking a little lost.
I can’t tell them I’ve been left out… I just can’t handle being around those people anymore, Rainie thought, feeling even more embarrassed.
Yolanda pretended not to notice anything and nodded. “Alright, thanks for helping out.”
Rainie looked up, nervous, and waved her hands. “Really, it’s no trouble at all! I owe her so much.”
Kids like her, who truly know how to be grateful… If anyone deserves to succeed, it’s Rainie, Yolanda thought with a quiet smile as she left.
Yolanda flashed Rainie a warm smile before slipping out of the room.
Rainie kept her mouth shut about anything Starlight–related and just perched awkwardly by the bedside. Mary was the first to speak up, her tone soft, “Do you still have any money left for soup bones?”
Rainie’s cheeks went bright red in a flash, suddenly feeling super awkward.
Honestly, she was flat broke. With rent paid this month, she only had a hundred yuan to her name. At least their place was close to work and the five of them split the bills, so she could scrape by–but now, the others were probably going to toss her out.
Rainie swallowed hard, too embarrassed to admit the truth. “Yeah, I’ve got a little, Ms. Hall. I’m not here to ask for money.”
Mary stared at the creamy soup in the thermos, and suddenly a wave of sadness hit her.
Being a woman was never easy. Back in Beloris, her family was just middle–class–not poor, but far from wealthy. Then, all of a sudden in junior high, her parents passed away, and her world turned upside down. Relatives nearly seized their house, and if she hadn’t reached out to her teachers for help, who then found her a lawyer, she would’ve lost everything.
Her teacher told her one thing back then: “With no one left to rely on, the only way out is to study hard. Books are your ticket.”
Mary believed it. She clawed her way to the best university in the country, choosing the highest–paying major she could find. But when graduation came, doors kept slamming in her face–people took one look at her and, just because she was a woman, they already had a rejection speech lined up.
She couldn’t accept that. She toughed it out in tiny basement rooms, fought through jam–packed subway rides, went on business trips in freezing winters–just trying to survive. Eventually things finally turned around. She job–hopped nonstop, and after years of hustling, she finally arrived at Starlight, earning herself a share in the company.
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When Mary was Rainie’s age, she was awkward and barely getting by, just trying to survive. At least she had that house–a place she could call her own, somewhere to weather the storms.
Now, with real estate prices shooting through the roof, her two–hundred–square–meter apartment was worth more than ten million Add in all those years of bonuses from Starlight, and in a city as pricey as Beloris, that put her firmly in the middle class.
Mary knew she was luckier than Rainie–luckier by far.
Mary took a deep breath. “I’ll transfer you some money on WhatsApp–I’m going to be in the hospital for another couple of weeks, so just think of it as payment for sticking around and helping out, okay?”
Rainie’s face went white, and she jumped up from her seat, lips trembling. “Ms. Hall, I swear, I’m really not here for the money.”
She finished speaking, blinking back tears as she quickly grabbed the water bottle. “I’ll go fetch you some water. Please, have some soup first.”
Mary wanted to explain she didn’t mean it that way, but Rainie had already walked out.
“Who doesn’t have their pride? Who doesn’t want to live with a little dignity?‘ Mary thought to herself.
Yolanda arrived at the villa address Charles had sent her. When she saw the line of bodyguards outside, she instantly knew Ken and Wayne were inside.
She lingered at the doorway, hesitating, when she heard Ken’s voice inside, begging for mercy.
“Mr. Sinclair, seriously, we have no idea what we did! Can’t you just tell us straight?” Ken pleaded desperately.
Wayne, meanwhile, was barely staying calm. He was convinced this was all just some mistake on Charles’s part -and once things were cleared up, they’d be released.
But then Yolanda walked in, all sweet and soft, and called out gently, “Honey.”
Charles was seated on the sofa and patted his lap, signaling for her to come over and sit.
He was here to stand up for her, so she saw no reason to refuse. After all, Charles was basically her personal fixer for dealing with trouble now.
Yolanda quickly moved over and settled herself on his lap, looking all sweet and docile.
Ken’s face turned deathly pale the moment he heard her call him that.
“Yolanda, you bitch! What the hell did you just call him?!” Ken yelled, completely losing it.
In the next second, Wayne smacked him across the face. “That’s the CEO’s wife! Are you out of your mind talking like that?”
Wayne was drenched in cold sweat as he finally understood who had Yolanda’s back. It was Charles–the
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Tismy must’ve known who Yolanda really was from the start, but he kept his mouth shut. Didn’t even warn us, first let us get totally blindsided Wayne fumed, pissed off and helpless.
Shit! Wayne cursed under his breath.
Wayne was livid, his mind spinning. Everybody in the business world knew what a shark Charles was. His face went ghost–white and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
“Mr. Sinclair, we really didn’t know Ms. Grant was the CEO’s wife. If we’d had a hundred lives, we wouldn’t have dared touch her. Please, believe me,” Wayne stammered, panic creeping into his voice.
Ken was still too stunned to get what’s going on. For a second, he honestly thought Yolanda was out of her mind–maybe she called every guy “husband” just for kicks.
But seeing even Wayne turn meek and give in, Ken finally realized the truth. Instantly, all the blood drained from his face.
Wait… Yolanda is actually the CEO’s wife? She’s married to Charles?‘ Ken panicked, his head spinning.
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Part 1: The Discovery of BetrayalYolanda Grant’s marriage was built on patience, sacrifice, and quiet endurance — but that illusion shattered in one night. It was late when she arrived at a dark, empty alley after receiving a mysterious message with an address. At first, she thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, her husband Charles Sinclair — a man of wealth, power, and refined taste — would never lower himself to something so vulgar. But when she saw him holding a young woman in his arms, kissing and touching her like a man possessed, every ounce of denial drained from her. Charles, the proud and disciplined businessman, was cheating — and in a filthy alleyway, no less.Part 2: The Scene of HumiliationFrom the safety of her car, Yolanda watched as the scene unfolded. The woman clinging to Charles was frail, trembling, and emotional, like a flower blooming in the mud. The surroundings — the stained floor, damp walls, and suffocating darkness — mocked everything Charles had always claimed to be. This wasn’t just infidelity; it was degradation. Yolanda’s mind swirled with disbelief. Her husband, who obsessed over class and perfection, had become a man of impulse and dirt. She didn’t confront him or make a scene; she didn’t even cry. Instead, she leaned back in her seat, numb, realizing that her marriage was already over in spirit.Part 3: Two Years of DevotionAs she sat there, flashes of the past flooded her mind. Two years of marriage — two years of her trying to please him in every way. She had known from the start that Charles didn’t love her. On their wedding day, he had made it painfully clear that his heart already belonged to another woman. Still, Yolanda married him out of hope, out of love, out of the foolish belief that devotion could melt even the coldest heart. She gave up her career, her ambitions, and her independence, just to prove she was worthy of him. She cared for him like a nurse for her patient — cooking his meals, planning his wardrobe, and tending to every detail of his life. And in return, she got nothing but distance and silence.Part 4: The Breaking PointNow, watching him entwined with another woman, everything she had built inside her — the patience, the sacrifice, the illusion — collapsed. The man she had once called her husband had become unrecognizable. He had torn off his noble mask and revealed himself as nothing more than a beast driven by desire. Yolanda felt like she’d been slapped, her dignity shattered into pieces. But instead of screaming or crying, she felt an eerie calm. Her pain was too deep to express. All she could think was: This marriage must end.Part 5: Charles’s UneaseWhile Yolanda drove home, Charles suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The headlights of a passing car illuminated his face, and a chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whose car it was, but unease stirred in his chest. The girl in his arms whimpered for his attention, but his mind was already elsewhere. Straightening his clothes, he pulled away coldly. “That’s enough for tonight,” he said flatly. “The company’s got big projects. I can’t afford divorce rumors right now.” His words revealed not love, but calculation — every move guided by image and control. The girl, blinded by her feelings, agreed softly, claiming she would wait. But to Charles, it was just another temporary indulgence.Part 6: The Return HomeWhen Yolanda returned home, the villa felt colder than ever. She had just come out of the shower when Charles entered the bedroom, carrying his jacket. He looked as immaculate as always — tall, handsome, commanding — but tonight, his arrogance seemed cruel. On his pristine white shirt, Yolanda noticed a faint smear of pink lip gloss. She had never worn lip gloss; she hated its stickiness. That small, shiny mark told her everything she needed to know. As she dried her hair, she kept her expression neutral, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her pain.Part 7: The Cold ConversationCharles glanced at her and asked casually, “When did you get back?”“This afternoon,” she replied.He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt as if nothing had happened. “I was out playing golf tonight,” he added. The lie rolled off his tongue effortlessly. Through the reflection in the window, Yolanda saw the dirt on his back — proof that golf wasn’t the only game he’d been playing. With quiet fury, she shot back, “Then I guess you scored plenty of holes. Congrats.”Her sarcasm caught him off guard. For the first time, he frowned, slightly unsettled. He wasn’t used to this tone from her — the woman who once worshiped him now sounded indifferent, almost mocking.Part 8: His Cruel ArroganceInstead of apologizing, Charles smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Are you mad? I told you when we got married that I didn’t love you. If you’re that unhappy, find someone else to cheat with.” His words cut through her like a blade. It wasn’t just betrayal anymore — it was humiliation. He treated her heartbreak as an inconvenience, as if her pain were irrelevant. Inside, Yolanda’s chest felt like it was being strangled with wire, every breath searing. Yet she stayed silent. Her quietness, once a sign of love, now turned into armor.Part 9: The Memory of InnocenceIn that moment, Yolanda’s mind drifted back to when she first met Charles. She was young, freshly adopted into the Grant family, and he was already the picture of perfection — disciplined, confident, untouchable. Back then, she looked at him with admiration and love. To her, he was everything she aspired to be. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that this same man would someday make her feel worthless. All those years of love, of marriage, of giving — they now felt like a cruel joke.Part 10: A New Beginning Hidden in the Word “Fine”Charles chuckled when she finally said, “Fine.” To him, it was just another empty threat, another outburst that would fade with time. He kissed her cheek, confident that her love would keep her shackled to him forever. What he didn’t realize was that this time, “Fine” wasn’t surrender — it was goodbye. Behind her calm eyes, Yolanda had already made her decision. The love that once bound her had turned to ash, and from that ash, something new was forming — strength.Chapter 1 ends with Yolanda’s quiet determination to take back her life. She won’t cry or beg anymore. This time, she’ll walk away — not as a broken wife, but as a woman reborn through betrayal.
