Chapter 1The Canary and the Compromise
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On the day of our third anniversary, my husband Liam was obsessed with a young college student.
Their love was intense and public.
I continued to play the role of the gentle, understanding wife of a wealthy man, even thoughtfully covering for him in front of both our families.
Until he went to an exclusive club to find his rebellious little "canary," and saw me sitting on a male model's lap, holding him and kissing him wildly.
The usually composed, aloof man saw red, his eyes bloodshot, and smashed the club to pieces.
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The little canary Liam kept on the side had been getting a bit restless lately.
She actually went behind Liam's back, sneaking to his family’s estate, demanding that his grandfather acknowledge her status.
His grandfather was furious.
I played along with Liam to defuse the situation, successfully getting her out of there in one piece.
The young girl followed behind us, her eyes red. The moment we stepped outside the estate's carved iron gates, she immediately reached out and grabbed Liam's sleeve:
"Liam, I'm not with you for the money!"
She looked up at Liam, tears streaming down her face instantly.
She looked so fragile and pitiable; it was no wonder Liam was completely infatuated with her.
Obviously, the attitude of his grandfather and parents made her realize how massive the gap was between her and the Thorne family. That’s why she was so desperate to explain herself the second she got out.
Liam frowned slightly, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to scold her.
He reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone a mix of helplessness and indulgence:
"Alright, stop crying. I know."
With that, he looked at me, standing off to the side, looking a bit awkward:
"She's probably scared from what just happened. I'll take her home first. You..."
I had come here in his car, so if he was taking his new flame home, I naturally couldn't go with them.
But if I asked the estate driver to take me, his grandfather would definitely find out.
I gave him a slight smile and proactively offered, "I'll just call an Uber."
Liam was clearly very satisfied with my understanding nature.
He nodded, wrapped an arm around the girl, and walked away without looking back.
He didn't even remember that the area around the main estate was some of the most expensive real estate in the city, exclusively residential.
You couldn't even get an Uber around here.