Chapter 1

• Jessica's POV
• "Mr. Harrison wants to see you in his office at 10:30 this morning."
• I heard Serena's voice over the phone. Her arrogant tone made me cringe.
• I tried to be calm and asked, "Isn't he meeting with a client this morning?"
• "I'm just informing you. Come if you like." Serena finished impatiently and then hung up without waiting for me to answer.
• Serena was Zander's secretary. She's a beauty, so she treated me, the CEO's wife, casually all the time.
• Since Zander and I had problems with our marriage, Serena's attitude toward me had worsened.
• I glanced down at my cell phone. It was 9:30 a.m.
• I walked directly over to my closet and pulled out a white Chanel dress.
• It was a dress from several years ago. The style of this dress was outdated, but it was the first gift I got from Zander.
• I looked in the mirror and put on my lipstick, then slipped on my high heels.
• I twirled around and made sure I was okay in the mirror. Then, I grabbed my bag and hurried out of the house.
• Zander and I got married five years ago. We were in love, at least for the first four years of our marriage.
• He was the chairman of the Harrison Group, but he always made time to have dinner with me at home every day.
• We were a model couple to all our friends.
• I thought I would be happy like this forever. However, everything changed a year ago.
• A year ago, Zander's Uncle Warren moved back to Los Angeles from Ottawa. Zander helped put up the Warren family.
• I was very aware that Zander's attitude toward me had grown cold.
• I assumed it was because Zander was so tired from helping the Warrens find a house.
• But once the Warrens were settled and life was on track, Zander became even colder toward me.
• He came home later and later. Even when he occasionally came home on time, he no longer joked with me at dinner.
• When I asked him why, he never answered.
• The way he looked at me became cold and sometimes frightened me.
• "Good morning, Mrs. Harrison."
• I walk into the Harrison Group. An employee smiled and greeted me.
• I smiled and nodded in greeting, but I didn't stop.
• I love Zander deeply. I didn't want our marriage to go down the drain, so I planned to talk to Zander.
• We should go to marriage counseling together.
• I got on the elevator.
• I started to get nervous as I watched the numbers on the top of the elevator slowly rise.
• I took a deep breath and told myself, "You can convince him, Jessica.
• The elevator doors opened and I stepped out.
• The hallway was carpeted and I walked alone toward Zander's office.
• As I approached Zander's office, I heard a faint sound.
• It was the urgent gasping of a woman.
• I knew exactly what that sound meant, and a sudden feeling of unease surged through my heart.
• The corridor on the eighteenth floor was empty. It was the CEO's floor, so others didn't come up here at will.
• My steps became light and quick as I walked quickly to Zander's office.
• His office wasn't completely closed, the door was ajar.
• Standing in front of the office door, the ambiguous gasping was so clear, as if someone was holding a loudspeaker and playing it in my ears.
• My body shook slightly. I wanted to move but couldn't.
• I felt that my throat was super dry. I unconsciously made a move to swallow, but the tearing, burning pain coming from my throat sobered me up a bit.
• I thought, "No, that can't be Zander, or he's just watching an adult movie.
• Holding my breath, I took a step forward and approached the doorway.
• Through the door, I saw the scene in Zander's office.
• Behind the wide desk, a woman with long blonde hair was facing the direction of the door.
• She was riding a man with his head down. She groaned aloud.
• My eyes moved to the man's back. The gray plaid suit jacket he was wearing stung my eyes.
• It was the outfit I had prepared for Zander this morning.
• I watched as the blonde woman had her hands on Zander's shoulders, her body swaying.
• "Oh, Zander, harder..."
• The woman's movements accelerated and she threw her hair back to let out an even more piercing moan.
• "Keep going!" He lets out a stunning breath then.
• I got a good look at her face.
• It was Serena!
• A sharp stabbing sensation spreads from my heart. It was August, yet I felt a piercing coldness.
• Then a ripping agony swept through my brain. I didn't feel anger, only pain.
• I knew I should have stormed in. I should have yelled at them.
• I should have asked why he betrayed our love, our marriage.
• But instead, it was as if I had lost all my courage and strength.
• "Let's change positions, Zander." Serena's shrill voice came through the door. "I'm going to lie down on the table so you can face the door. Isn't that exciting?"
• At Serena's words, I covered my chest and took a step back.
• I couldn't hold on much longer. I turned and fled the Harrison Group in a panic.
• I don't know how I got home. I didn't change my clothes. I just sat on the couch in the living room.
• I stared blankly at the pattern on the living room carpet.
• My mind was filled with images of that scene.
• It seemed that all of Zander's coldness this year had found an explainable cause. He was cheating on me.
• I sat like that from day to night, not moving at all.
• Until the sound of the door opening suddenly rang out, I turned my head stiffly.
• Zander entered with a cold face. He turned on the light and frowned when he saw me.
• "What's wrong with you? Sitting in the living room with the lights off?" He said tiresomely, "Go back to your own bedroom if you want to go crazy."
• Zander unbuttoned his jacket and casually tossed it aside.
• The gray plaid suit jacket stung my eyes. I remembered the scene from this morning.
• My heart went cold as I watched his impatience and indifference.
• I took a deep breath and made a decision.
• "Let's get a divorce."
• Zander stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at me in surprise.
• Then his expression turned cold again.
• "Stop being insane."