Chapter 2

Asher had been very busy lately, always on business trips.

Out of boredom, I went to hang out at his brother's bar.

Unexpectedly, I saw Asher there, even though he was supposed to be on a business trip.

He was sitting with his friends, a smirk on his face.

"Asher, what if your girlfriend finds out you married Beatrix?"

"She won't find out. Adeline is so gullible, she believes everything I say. I told her I was on a business trip, and she bought it." Asher held a glass, watching the liquid inside with amusement.

"Asher, who do you truly love? It's pitiful for your girlfriend to have no name or status."

Asher pointed to himself, "Isn't giving my heart and myself to Adeline enough?"

"I married Beatrix just to appease my parents. I won't touch her. If Beatrix wants kids, we can go for IVF."

His friend sighed, "What will you do if your girlfriend finds out? She loves you so much."

Asher's tone was light, "We'll deal with that when the time comes. I'm going back to her tomorrow, so don't spill the beans."

His friends nodded and then changed the subject.

I stood there, feeling incredibly mocked.

I quietly turned and left.

Back home, I came to my senses, realizing Asher had deceived me.

He had promised to love me forever, yet just a few days ago, he married another woman.

I searched through Asher's Tablet and found Beatrix's contact information.

I knew she was innocent too, and I didn't want to take it out on this Heiress.

I typed out a message and sent it to her.

I told Beatrix the truth.

If she still wanted to be with Asher, there was nothing I could do.

Respecting others' choices.

Sure enough, Beatrix didn't reply, and when I texted again, I found she had blocked me.

"......"

I paced around the house aimlessly. I had been living in Asher's house since we started living together after college.

Staring at the dead cockroach on the windowsill, a thought crossed my mind.

Since Asher played me, I should play him back.

After getting together with Asher, I felt human. But he forced me to become inhuman.

I pre-recorded a suicide video, sadly recounting Asher's actions.

Then I piled all the flammable items, like bed sheets, in the living room.

This was the Suburb, almost deserted. If it wasn't for my Flower shop here, I wouldn't want to live here.

Expressionless, I lit the fire with a lighter.

The flames quickly engulfed the living room.

Then I placed the Will in an obvious spot.

Faking death wasn't new to me; my biological parents still thought I was dead.

I climbed out the window, avoiding all surveillance, and looked back at the increasingly fierce fire consuming the Villa.

Soon, someone noticed something was wrong and called the Fire alarm.

I felt guilty for a second, troubling the Firefighters.