Chapter 1

My class welcomed a new student for German tutoring.

Chatting with him, he casually mentioned his mom was Scarlett, a huge star, beautiful and rich.

What a coincidence. My wife of seven years was also named Scarlett, and she was a big star too.

I immediately contacted Scarlett and asked for a divorce.

But I forgot, from the very beginning, we were never legally married.

Turns out, I was the other man, the one who unknowingly intruded on someone else's relationship.

"My mom's Scarlett, the big celebrity. She's loaded and gorgeous."

"Mr. Alex, you better teach me well, and your pay won't be bad either."

Seven-year-old Leo, standing in front of me, declared with a smug grin.

*Clang!* The phone I was using to text Scarlett slipped from my hand, hitting the floor.

My wife's name was also Scarlett, and she was also a big celebrity.

We had been "married" for seven years.

Just moments ago, I was texting her, asking if she’d be home tonight.

My chest tightened with a suffocating dread, but I forced myself to calm down.

*No way*, I told myself. *It has to be a coincidence.*

"Leo, can you show me a picture of you and your mom?"

Leo beamed with pride.

"Of course! I grew up overseas, and my mom took tons of pictures with me."

He pulled out his phone, scrolling through photos to show me.

"This is my mom and me riding horses."

In the picture, Scarlett smiled sweetly, holding Leo at a stables.

Scrolling further, there were not only photos of just the two of them but also pictures of a family of three.

The photos were taken in a luxurious villa, a young man in a suit holding Leo's hand with one hand and Scarlett's with the other.

"This is my dad. He's super impressive too! He's Victor, the CEO of the Sterling Group."

Leo kept chattering on.

Every single word was a blade slicing into my heart.

I couldn't take it anymore. I snapped his phone shut, my chest seizing with a wrenching pain.

"Leo... Teacher's not feeling well. I'm going home."

I fought back my emotions, walking out.

Just then, I ran into a well-dressed man.

I recognized him instantly. He was the man in the pictures.

Leo's father—Victor.

"Hello, Mr. Alex. It's Leo's first day for German tutoring today. How's he doing?"

Victor adjusted his sleek designer frames.

Suddenly, his phone rang with a FaceTime call.

The caller ID flashed "Wifey."

He answered, and Scarlett's beautiful face appeared on the screen.

"Honey, you and Leo just got back. I cleared my schedule tonight. Let's go to that French place."

My blood ran cold.

Scarlett and I had been together for seven years.

But now, she was calling someone else "Honey."

And most importantly, they had a seven-year-old son.

That meant she was already pregnant with Victor's child when we got "married."