Chapter 1

In the third year of Emma’s remarriage, her husband, James, fell in love with a poor cleaning lady.

He disguised himself as a security guard and reunited the entire company to engage in his illicit affairs.

Emma caught them in the act, but James was unconcerned. “Emma, three years ago when we remarried, I promised you that I would only ever have you as my wife. You don’t need to be so petty with a young girl.”

His manner was exactly the same as when he was caught cheating on her five years ago. Ignoring the tears in Emma’s eyes, James smiled indifferently.

He was certain she couldn’t live without him. After all, their remarriage was due to their son’s dying wish.

But the next day, Emma caught James walking into the maternity hospital with his new lover. At that moment, she learned: her husband had already had a child with another woman.

Even when their child was seriously ill, he was still having an affair. Emma wiped away her tears, took photos as evidence and called her lawyer to file for divorce.

James had long forgotten the agreement he signed when they remarried. If he cheated on her again, he would leave with nothing. This time, she wanted James to repay everything he owed her and their son!

Her husband fell in love with a poor cleaning lady and reunited the entire company to play games with him while he pretended to be a security guard.

When Emma pushed open the door, the girl was already sitting in her usual spot, her clothes half-revealed, looking both alluring and shy.

“Mr. Nicholas, do we need to check here too?”

James leaned in, pulling her into his arms, his hand caressing the curve of her breasts. Seeing her, Charlotte timidly hid behind the man.

James turned around, his composed, superior manner returning, as if his previous gentleness had been an illusion. “Emma, I’m just doing a routine check.”

Emma’s gaze fell on Charlotte’s huge chest. “A check requires you to take off your clothes? Do you think I’m that easy to fool?” Without waiting for a reply, she turned and headed for the elevator.

The man quickly followed, taking off his security guard jacket to reveal a neatly pressed white shirt underneath. He sighed softly, his tone helpless yet indulgent.

“Emma, it’s not what you think. Charlotte’s family is struggling financially. I only let her join the company out of pity.” He reached out to touch her face, but she turned her head away.

His hand paused in midair, then he withdrew it and put it in his trouser pocket. “Fine, if you mind, I’ll let her go.”

Emma looked at him, suddenly remembering five years ago. That day, she came home early, only to find him on their wedding bed, passionately ravaging a minor celebrity. Ignoring James’s pleas, she resolutely divorced him.

But two years later, their son died of a serious illness. James stood downstairs at her apartment, soaked in sweat. “Emma, Michael said before he left that he hoped Mommy and Daddy would remarry.”

Her heart softened. On the night of their remarriage, James lit up the entire Eldoria skyline for her at Valtheris Harbour.

He even bought a full-page advertisement on Valtheris Harbour, playing it day and night. “Emma, I will never let you down in this life.”

For the next three years, he showered her with all the sincerity he could buy in Eldoria.

The next day, a private investigator sent photos: James accompanied Charlotte into a private maternity hospital.

At the corner of the corridor, Emma overheard his conversation with a friend.

“Mr. Nicholas, are you really going to let her give birth?”

James’s voice was full of exhaustion. “Charlotte insists on giving birth, even if it’s just to leave a memory.”

“A memory? Don’t you already have a son?”

After a brief silence, James’s voice grew even deeper. “Michael was seriously ill then and Emma was having a complete mental breakdown. I felt terrible seeing her like that, so I went to Norvanya to clear my head.”

“Clearing your head and ending up in bed with Charlotte? Mr. Nicholas, what if Emma finds out and starts a divorce again?”

“She won’t. She promised Michael she’d be with me forever.” The resolute voice made Emma’s breath catch in her throat.

“It was because Emma was taking care of Michael day and night at the hospital that I was able to be with Charlotte in Norvanya…”

Emma couldn’t hear the rest of the words. She leaned against the wall, feeling as if her whole world was collapsing.

Three years ago, Michael was hospitalized and she stayed by his side day and night, growing thinner and thinner.

James, however, frequently left Eldoria under the pretext of work.

She thought he couldn’t bear to see his son suffer, but it turned out he was thousands of miles away, creating “a memory” with another woman!

A wave of nausea washed over her and she rushed to the bathroom, vomiting for a long time. Until she could vomit nothing more, only tears streamed down her face.

Staggering out of the hospital, Emma contacted the lawyer who had handled her divorce. “When my husband remarried me, he signed an agreement to show his sincerity; if he cheated on me again, he would leave with nothing.”

She sent the lawyer a recording she had made outside the hospital corridor and photos she had taken the day before. “Please process this divorce for me again.”

After sending the message, James pushed open the door and entered. He hugged her from behind, his voice low and gentle. “Emma, I’ve already had Charlotte leave Eldoria. Don’t be angry with me anymore, okay?”

When he released her, a full-diamond necklace was now around her neck. “I saw it at the auction. I thought you’d like it.” His movements were gentle, like he was coaxing a child.

Emma looked at that familiar face, her heart turning cold. Five years ago, after she caught him sleeping with that minor celebrity, he had acted the same way.

He gave her the yacht she had always wanted and took her on a trip to the Zerathia. He had never taken her anger and sadness to heart, nor had he ever truly worried that she would leave. Five years ago, it was true; five years later, it was even more so.

That evening, James took Emma to a charity gala.

“Mr. and Mrs. Nicholas are still as loving as ever!” someone complimented.

James, his arm around her waist, gazed at her with deep affection. “Marrying Emma is the greatest blessing of my life.” Emma smiled in response, but didn't reply. The vow was real and so was the change of heart. How laughable that she had once naively believed that time and loss could teach a person to cherish.

“Mrs. Nicholas, your wine.” A waiter approached with a tray.

Just as Emma reached out, the waiter seemed to slip and he crashed straight into her! The three-meter-high champagne tower behind her collapsed, smashing into her.

Champagne mixed with blood soaked her entire body. The banquet hall fell silent; everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

Emma looked up and saw the waiter who had bumped into her. It was Charlotte, whom James had mentioned “already leaving Eldoria.”