My husband ran out of funds and went bankrupt, so he filed for a fake divorce in order not to affect my promotion. On the eve of the divorce registration, he was arrested by the police station for gathering for promiscuity.

"This group of people live-streamed in the CBD to attract attention, causing the traffic in that area to be completely paralyzed."

The new colleague who just joined the company was furious, "These two are also unlucky. They were dragged in for excitement."

I looked over and the two familiar faces in the corner of the monitor made my breath stop instantly. Stephan was naked from the waist up, with kiss marks all over his body, holding a delicate girl in his arms. And the girl was his adopted niece.

I looked away and tears fell. I silently completed the bail procedures for him and called the leader.

"I signed up for the last Tibet plan."

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The other party sighed deeply and then asked me to prepare the materials and things.

I couldn't help but feel lucky that the institute had been changing personnel quickly in recent years. Most of the newcomers didn’t know Stephan and only a few old leaders know that Stephan was involved in this matter.

After hanging up the phone, I turned and looked at the brightly lit office building behind me.

Stephan came out with Lilian in his arms. She was wearing thin clothes and a few pieces of cloth barely covered her body. There was something shining silver in her hand, which was particularly dazzling.

Stephan walked away, looking at her distressedly, "Lilian, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been greedy for excitement and entered this situation. Next time we will play at home by ourselves."

I hid behind the tree and didn't dare to blink. I couldn't believe that Stephan, who was usually dressed in a suit and leather shoes and was serious, actually had such a side.

Lilian was the daughter of Stephan's good friend. When she was three years old, an accident made her lose her parents and become an orphan. The Warner Family adopted her and Stephan became her nominal uncle.

Stephan had always been very kind to her and always responded to her requests. But I didn't expect that his kindness was not limited to life, but also in bed.

I looked at the backs of the two people leaving and my heart seemed to be torn into pieces.

"Oh, I left my bag there and there are still a lot of things we need in it! What should I do?"

Lilian blushed and raised her hand, her fair wrist was red from being strangled, "We still have to get some things and our ID cards are all in that bag!"

"Uncle, I don't want to go in again to get it. That place is very creepy, or you can ask your wife's colleague to give it to us?"

Stephan was in a dilemma when he looked at the handcuffs marks on her hands. I listened to the words in my ear and my breathing stopped for a few seconds.

He actually asked me to do such a thing for them? Stephan, how stupid and gullible did you think I was?

The next second, my phone rang.

"Natasha, are you back from your business trip? My friend got into trouble and left a bag at your police station. Can you ask your colleague to send it to them?"

Stephan's voice on the phone was calm and not guilty.

If I hadn't seen these things with my own eyes, I wouldn't even have any doubts. After eight years of marriage, my trust in him was so high that others would think I was stupid.

My eyes were hot and my throat was choked and I agreed, "What color is it? I'll ask my colleague to find it."

Lilian's weak voice came from the phone, "White, white."

"White, I'll give you the address later." Stephan answered while flicked Lilian's forehead lovingly.

I nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions. Then I received an unfamiliar address on my phone.

Walking back to the detention room, I saw the white bag in the corner at a glance.

It was a new model from Hermes. There was only one in the counter in the west of the city in the whole Seattle and the distribution alone costed millions.

When Stephan came to me to discuss the fake divorce, I saw the packaging box in his office. I thought it was his anniversary gift to me, but I didn't expect that he gave me a divorce that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. And this bag was for Lilian.

"Natasha, do you know those two people?" The new colleague showed up with a handsome face that made people and gods angry and asked me curiously.

"I don't know them. They came back to get the bag, I took it with me."

I lied and asked him to go out first.

When I picked up the bag, a silver key fell out. When I bent down, the things in the bag scattered all over the floor. All kinds of things were scattered there and the strong visual impact almost made me unable to stand.

Various images collided in my mind. I couldn't help it anymore. I squatted down and cried. The CBD incident was a big deal and the videos on the Internet became popular one after another.

Sitting in the taxi on the way home, I kept watching related videos and Stephan appeared in every video. In the corners of the video, there were Stephan I had never seen before. In various poses and angles, they hugged each other so tightly. I felt sick from watching it.

The moment I got off the car, I vomited it all out. The pain in my stomach was so intense that I could hardly stand up straight.

I walked to the door with the help of the wall.

But I heard Lilian's bright and cheerful voice, "You bring me home now, aren't you afraid that your wife will find out?"

Stephan laughed softly a few times and hugged Lilian, "She is on a business trip!"

Lilian raised her legs and straddled the man's waist, "I want to do it in your wedding room."

"Little devil!" Stephan slapped her on the butt, which was loud and harsh in the empty living room.

The door handle I held was as cold as ice.

Standing outside the door, I just felt that Stephan was dirty to the core. It was the kind of dirt that could never be washed away. But what made me even more sad was that compared to Stephan, I was the one who made the mistake and fled. I even wished from the bottom of my heart that I had never seen it all.

I took out the divorce agreement from my bag, flipping through it while thinking about the eight years between Stephan and me. My tears seemed to be unable to flow away. I held the divorce agreement in my hand and those black and white words were like sharp arrows piercing my eyes. It hurt, but it made me sober.

So he wanted to divorce me for Lilian? I couldn't help laughing, feeling that Stephan was so scheming.

The letter from the unit was sent back to my mobile phone and the date on it was to leave for Tibet three days later. There were constant messages in the group, all saying that they would practice for me.

After I replied one by one, I lay in bed and didn't sleep all night.

In the silent night, I tossed and turned and finally decided to find someone to investigate Stephan. Within a few minutes, I got the information about his asset transfer. Looking at the stack of information in my hand, I suddenly laughed. Laughing at myself for being so stupid these years.

When I got home the next day, Stephan was waiting for me as expected.

After a few words of routine concern, he pulled me to sit on the sofa. The divorce agreement was still on the coffee table.

"Wife, I'm really doing this for your own good. Be obedient, I can't let my debts drag you down, maybe it will drag down your job promotion in the future. As long as I can get through this crisis, we can get remarried." Stephan looked into my eyes and his words were full of love and cherishment for me.

The excuse he said couldn't even affect my work. But under the collar of his unbuttoned shirt, there were a few kiss marks vaguely visible.

My eyes suddenly filled with tears and I choked up and asked him, "Stephan, are you really going to have a fake divorce with me because of the company's debt?"

Stephan held my hand tightly, frowning slightly, "Natasha, don't you still believe me? I love you so much, if there is no other choice, how could I choose the path of fake divorce to save you!"

Stephan's eyes were red and I was imprinted in his dark pupils.

Before I opened my mouth, Lilian stood at the door with a suitcase.

"Uncle! I'm back!" she called out excitedly.

She was wearing a bright yellow dress, beautiful, young and energetic. Unlike me, boring and uninteresting.

As soon as she came in, she took Stephan's arm, "Uncle, I'm so tired from the flight."

Lilian pretended to glance at my red eyes and exclaimed, "Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

She pointed at the divorce agreement on the table and covered her mouth deliberately and shouted, "Ah? You want to divorce?"

Stephan frowned, bent down to put away the divorce agreement and touched her head lovingly. "Why are you back? Just arrived?"

The ordinary scene became dazzling in my eyes. The discussion about divorce was interrupted again and I went back to the room on the pretext of feeling uncomfortable. Leaving the two of them, they continued to play the uncle-nephew relationship.

I turned my head and looked at Stephan's study. That was Stephan's private space and he never let anyone in.

As if possessed by a ghost, I pushed open the door. At one glance, I froze in place. In the dim study, the entire wall was covered with Lilian's photos. Stephan recorded all the looks of Lilian from his own perspective. She was cute, pure and sweet, or beautiful and every smile and frown was so moving.

On the bookshelf, the books named after Lilian were full of love for her. Stephan wrote them one by one. I thought Stephan loved me, but he filled his study with another woman.

I couldn't hold back the grievance in my heart anymore and tears fell. Everything in the room was like a huge rock, piling up on my heart, making me breathless. There was a "click" sound and I subconsciously hid behind the bookcase.

"You come back like this, it's easy to interrupt my divorce plan! Don't do this next time."

"I know! But I really want to know what surprise you have hidden for me in the study!" Lilian's voice was sharp and delicate and it made people numb all over.

As soon as the door opened, Lilian was silent. She was stunned like me. But I was sad and she was happy.

"Uncle..." The two looked at each other, Lilian cried and kissed Stephan.

The door was closed and I watched them kissing through the bookcase grid.

"Little darling..." Stephan sighed.

I trembled when I heard the name. It turned out that he called me darling in bed, but he just regarded me as a substitute for Lilian.

I heard the voice of Stephan calling Lilian over and over again. There was a rare lust in his low and cold voice.

It turned out that this was the real Stephan. He was cold and self-restrained on weekdays and he said he respected me, but it turned out that he was just using me!

"When I get divorced, there will be no obstacles between us and no one will say anything."