Chapter 1

The moment I pushed the door open, coming home early from my business trip, my blood ran cold.

Chloe, my precious wife whom I wouldn’t even let lift a finger around the house, was leaning cozily in the arms of Austin—the executive assistant I had personally promoted.

She was running her fingers down his face, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"Austin, babe, as soon as I transfer all of Ethan’s assets under my name, I’ll divorce him. Then we can finally be together in the open."

Austin, the guy I built up from nothing, had teary eyes. He squeezed her hand, looking the picture of guilt.

"But Chloe, Ethan has been so good to me. He trusts me. How can I take his wife away from him?"

Chloe let out a scoff, her voice dripping with sheer disdain.

"What is he? He’s nothing but a glorified cash machine who only knows how to work."

I stood in the shadows of the foyer, watching this absurd, sickening scene. My hands clenched into tight fists.

That young man wearing the limited-edition designer suit I bought, with his hair perfectly gelled, was Austin.

A year ago, he was begging for an internship at the lobby of my company, clutching his resume, saying he didn't even need a salary just for a learning opportunity.

I appreciated his drive, broke the rules to hire him, and personally mentored him on major projects.

And this was how he repaid me?

Sleeping with my wife, living in my house, and scheming to swallow the inheritance my parents left me?

Clap. Clap. Clap.

I sneered and clapped my hands as I walked out of the shadows.

"What a touching love story. Truly beautiful."

Hearing my voice, Chloe gasped, leaping off the sofa like she had been shocked.

Austin turned pale instantly, frantically letting go of her hand.

"Ethan... babe, why are you back early?"

Chloe stammered, panic flashing through her eyes, though she quickly tried to play it cool.

I walked toward them step by step, my gaze landing on the familiar diamond ring on her finger.

That was a family heirloom. My mother gave it to me on her deathbed, wishing for me to put it on the finger of the future Mrs. Miller.

"Chloe, you’re using my mother’s heirloom ring to profess your love to a boy toy. Who gave you the audacity?"

I spat out every word through clenched teeth.

Chloe froze, but instinctively stepped in front of Austin to shield him.

"Ethan, don't be so dramatic! What boy toy? Austin actually understands me way better than you ever did!"

She lifted her chin, acting completely righteous. "Besides, you’re the only son of the Miller family, and yet we’ve been married for three years and I haven't even gotten pregnant! What right do you have to blame me?"

I laughed out of sheer anger at her shamelessness.

"I didn't get you pregnant?"

I stared at her coldly. "Chloe, did you forget that I’m the one who picks up your medical reports every year? Do you really want me to describe your medical condition in front of a third party?"

That was Chloe's biggest insecurity. The truth hit her like a slap, and her face flushed crimson.

"Ethan! Stop using that to control me! We are married. Your money is my money! My name is on the deed of this house too!"

She pointed at Austin and yelled, "I’m telling you, I want to be with Austin! He doesn't care if I can have kids. We care about real love! If you’re a real man, just let us go and sign the divorce!"

Austin stepped forward too, looking me straight in the eye.

"Ethan, Chloe is right. I don't care about what society thinks. You’re so successful, you can find any woman you want. Why hold onto a woman who doesn't love you?"

Looking at his smug, righteous face, I lost all control of my anger.

I grabbed a bottle of Romanee-Conti worth twenty thousand dollars from the bar cart and threw the wine right at their faces!

Splash!

The dark red liquid drenched them completely. Austin’s expensive, custom-tailored suit was instantly ruined.

Chloe shrieked, taking several steps back in sheer humiliation.

"Let you go?"

I pointed directly at the front door and roared:

"Take off that ring, pack your things, and get the hell out of my house with this parasite!"