Chapter 1The Secret Love of Lucas Reed

Lucas Reed and I were the laughing stock couple of the upper class.

For his "white moonlight" first love, he chased her high-speed train in a rage, got into a car accident, and lost the use of his legs.

I had a secret crush on my childhood friend for ten years but never dared to confess.

After getting married, we hated each other with a passion every day.

I mocked him: "Can't even stand up, and you want to chase a girl like others?"

He sneered back: "Who's like someone, too scared to even confess."

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in high school.

This time, I gathered my courage to confess to my childhood friend.

That night, the boy with perfectly healthy legs pinned me against the wall with red eyes:

"You really want to be with him? Do you think I'm dead?"

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Scrolling through TikTok, I saw a video of an innocent high school hunk confessing to his childhood sweetheart in public.

I excitedly hugged my tablet, howling and liking the video.

"Boohoo, childhood sweethearts are the best!"

"When I'm 19, I want a relationship like this too!"

Lucas Reed, sitting in a wheelchair, closed his file and rubbed his brow irritably.

"Samantha Jones, can you keep it down?"

As if thinking of something, he scoffed lightly:

"Back then you didn't even dare to confess. You can't date sh*t."

My hand scrolling the video paused abruptly, my nose tingling with sourness.

Since I was little, I had a secret crush on my childhood friend Michael.

But I was too afraid that after a failed confession, we wouldn't even be friends anymore.

Until five years ago, Michael left without saying goodbye to develop his career abroad.

Also because my family went bankrupt, I accidentally married Lucas, who already had a "white moonlight" in his heart.

Thus, ten years of secret love came to nothing.

The more I thought about it, the sadder I got. I got up to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

Passing by Lucas, the more I thought, the angrier I got.

Couldn't help but kick his wheelchair lightly:

"Who's like someone insisting on chasing a girl like others, now can't even stand up."

"You!"

Lucas's face turned livid instantly.

In the three years of marriage with Lucas, except for in bed, we couldn't stand the sight of each other.

Leaving him speechless, my mood instantly smoothed out.

Even sleeping felt more pleasant.