The Hidden Genius: Leaving His Cage

For three years, I swallowed my pride as the live-in husband of billionaire CEO Cierra Hunter, enduring endless humiliation just to pay my mother's astronomical medical bills.

But when I went to City Hall, the clerk looked at me with pity and told me there was no record of our marriage.

The certificate Cierra had given me was a crude forgery. Legally, I was completely single.

She had bought my dignity with a piece of scrap paper. Worse, she didn't know that I had already found out my mother died two years ago.

On the night my mother passed away, Cierra had turned off her phone to comfort her precious first love, Keon.

She deliberately hid my mother's death, continuing to use the fake medical bills to control me, treating me like a dog, and demanding I serve Keon when he moved into our estate to play the victim.

"He's just a dog I keep in the house. Once he takes the money, he's supposed to wag his tail."

Hearing her mock me to Keon chilled me to the bone. She thought those fake bills could keep me trapped in her gilded cage forever, bowing to her every whim.

But she had no idea I had secretly been winning international architectural bids under an anonymous name.

I calmly burned the fake marriage certificate to ashes.

Then, I accepted a Chief Designer offer from a top overseas firm, packed my bags, and walked out the door.

This time, I choose to live for myself.