Chapter 10

Serena could dream. She wouldn't ruin my mood.

I immediately blocked her and went to the mall to buy a new laptop and a GoPro.

Under Brianna's guidance, I filmed the first vlog of my life.

I was very clear about myself: I couldn't pretend to be some high-flying, sophisticated professional, nor could I play the part of a spoiled socialite.

So, I decided to launch my 'Pretty but Useless' Self-Rescue Plan, letting my followers see that, oh, rich people aren't all the same.

Thanks to precise positioning and relentless self-deprecating humor.

I gained 3,000 followers overnight.

Looking at the 99+ notifications in my backend, I couldn't help but feel ecstatic. *Turns out, I can do something right too.*

Just as I was sharing the news with Brianna, Alexander came home, bringing someone with him.

He had brought Serena home.

Alexander looked calm as he told me:

"Serena accidentally spilled soup on herself at dinner. Her place is far, so she was wondering if you could lend her an outfit."

If I didn't lend her something, he'd definitely say I was petty. I went into the bedroom and grabbed a casual outfit Alexander had bought me when we were newlyweds.

Coincidentally or not, Serena looked incredibly good in it.

She smiled faintly.

"I didn't expect you, Cassidy, to have similar taste to me. I loved this brand before I went abroad."

That was quite a compliment. I responded frankly:

"Alexander bought this. I've never worn it."

"If you like it, you can have it."

Serena's smile became genuinely sincere, and the hostility in her gaze lessened.

"Oh, I couldn't possibly… but I really do like it."

I gave her an eight-toothed standard smile, which made Alexander's face darken.

He frowned, losing control of his expression for the first time.

"I apologize. My wife is just joking. You can't have these clothes. I'll go find you another set."

With that, he genuinely went and got another outfit, telling Serena to change.

Serena stared at him stiffly for a moment, then angrily entered the bathroom.

I thought, at this point, they were playing a game of cat and mouse, and tonight would surely turn into a dramatic showdown.

Though it was a bit early, and my career hadn't taken off yet, my family wasn't in debt, so I wouldn't starve.

If Serena stayed tonight and they ended up in bed, I could use this opportunity to get a larger share of the assets.

I definitely needed to keep this house, and a car for convenience.

Savings… how much did we have in savings?

Lost in thought, I opened my bank app and started checking the balance.

I didn't notice Alexander had already seen Serena off and changed his clothes.

He stood before me, his face dark, looking like a storm was brewing.

"What are you doing?"

"Checking how much money I can get in the divorce."

I quietly turned my head away.

Alexander yanked me up, sweeping my new laptop off the table. It was ruined.

Before I could even regret the loss, he lifted me onto the table, leaning in to tear and bite at my lips.

His right hand ripped at my collar, while his left reached for the drawer.

This man's temper was getting increasingly unpredictable.

He was hurting me.

I thought he was going to take it further.

But Alexander suddenly stopped.

He buried his head in my neck, his hot breath making me tremble.

He couldn't stop himself from muttering in frustration.

"Why aren't you angry?"

"Cassidy Hayes, don't you love me anymore?"