Chapter 1

"Are you sure you want to give up control of your body through medication and let your secondary personality take over?"

"You need to understand, once the secondary personality takes dominance, your consciousness will completely dissipate, never to return."

My psychologist, Dr. Evans, gazed at me, her brows furrowed with concern.

I offered a bitter smile, then nodded solemnly.

"Dr. Evans, there's no need to persuade me further. I've made up my mind."

"Alright, I'll prescribe the medication now. Take it for seven days to suppress your primary consciousness. If all goes as planned, in seven days, your secondary personality will fully control your body."

Dr. Evans shook her head as she wrote the prescription, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.

She knew me. In her opinion, I was a woman truly blessed by fate.

She still remembered the city-wide sensation of my wedding five years ago.

Julian, just to marry the Davies heiress, had presented a pre-wedding settlement worth a billion dollars and even established a charity foundation in my name, supposedly doing good deeds for my blessings and good fortune.

He hadn't signed a prenuptial agreement, and he'd publicly declared that if anything happened to him, all his assets would be mine.

Not to mention last year, when I was diagnosed with lifelong infertility – a major issue for elite families.

Mr. Davies didn't seem to care; he still cherished me like gold.

How could anyone not envy that?

But no one knew I suffered from Dissociative Identity Disorder, and now, I was letting my secondary personality destroy myself.

"Thank you, Dr. Evans. I won't be coming back."

"If anything comes up, you can talk to Julian. He loves you so much, he'd surely move heaven and earth to help you."

Dr. Evans couldn't help but add another word.

I just twitched my lips, saying nothing. I rose and left the clinic.

Julian used to love me, but now...

As I walked out of the clinic, a familiar ringtone pierced the air. I stared at the unfamiliar number, my expression warring within me.

Finally, I pressed the answer button, and an intimate, husky voice immediately filled my ears.

"Julian, is my body better than your wife's?"

Serena's smug voice was exceptionally grating.

"You're not even worthy of being compared to Iris! I'm warning you, if you dare to flaunt your victory in front of Iris, I could force you out of the country five years ago, and I can do it again!"

Julian's harsh warning was punctuated by heavy breathing.

"I wouldn't dare, Julian."

Serena's voice was soft and seductive, and the intimate sounds grew louder, stabbing at my brain.

I couldn't help but end the call. My face felt cold and wet. I touched it—my cheeks were already drenched in tears.

Distraught, I walked home and curled up on the couch, my thoughts spiraling.

Julian, when you were in bed with Serena, did you ever consider:

That it was Serena's birth mother who switched me and Serena at birth, allowing Serena to steal over a decade of my life, while I struggled to survive in a hellish foster family?

That it was Serena who first discovered my identity as the true Davies heiress, and fearing I'd be reunited with my real family, she led the bullying against me, pushing me to the brink of suicide?

You once swore you'd make Serena pay, that she'd have no peace for the rest of her life!

*This* is the price you made her pay? Letting her crawl into your bed?

I stared blankly at our wedding photo on the wall, the happy smiles searing my eyes.

I once believed Julian was my soulmate, my salvation.

Now, it all seemed like a cruel joke.

My life has been filled with hardship since childhood, my family ties shallow. And now, even the only love I had has betrayed me!

I'm done with a man who's been tainted.

I'm done with this life of suffering!

Carefully wiping away my tears, I removed my wedding ring, which I once cherished like a treasure, and placed it in a gift box along with the divorce papers.

Then I booked an express delivery service, instructing them to send the box to Julian in eight days, at noon.

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