Chapter 2My Husband Thought Reform School Tamed Me. He Doesn't Know I'm Already Dead

The next day, Chloe suggested going to see a movie and brought me along.

It was a romantic film. Chloe cried throughout, quietly sobbing.

Lucas wiped her tears and rubbed her back soothingly, pulling her into his arms to comfort her.

I sat to the side, feeling like an outsider.

The quiet theater felt like an invisible knife, slowly torturing me.

When it was time to leave, Chloe said she had left her purse in the theater and Lucas went to get it for her.

As soon as he left, Chloe touched her reddened eyes and smiled at me.

She had finally dropped the act.

"Mrs. Lucas, don't you think you were quite eye-catching today?"

I was in such a foul mood that I didn't want to respond to her.

Seeing that I wasn't saying anything, she began to size me up.

"I don't know how Lucas ever fell for you and actually married you."

"Oh right, I left him so decisively back then, I must have broken his heart. He probably married you just to spite me."

"He doesn't love you anyway, so of course he doesn't care what you look like."

My anger turned to bewilderment.

Her words played over and over in my mind as I struggled to process them.

My fingernails dug into my palms, the pain barely registering.

I suddenly understood.

So that's how it was.

No wonder all these years I always felt Lucas was too reserved, never telling me he loved me.

It turns out there was always someone else in his heart.

And now that person had come back, which is why he suddenly seemed like a different person.

Actually, he hadn't changed - he just didn't love me.

"Mrs. Lucas, why don't you bow out gracefully? If you drag this out, you'll only embarrass yourself in the end. I don't want to be the bad guy here."

"After all, Lucas really likes me. With just one word from me, he'd dump you in a heartbeat."

Chloe was very confident. Judging by how Lucas had been doting on her these past few days, she certainly had reason to be.

However, I didn't want to give up.

Lucas was the man I had secretly loved for years and finally managed to win over.

At the very least, I was still Lucas's wife right now.

Hearing my response, Chloe sighed sympathetically.

"You're going to lose."

With that, she grabbed my hand and pushed herself down the stairs.

A figure immediately rushed over and caught her in his arms.

In that moment, I thought she was actually quite desperate.

If Lucas had asked for a divorce, I probably would have packed my bags and left immediately.

However, he didn't.