Kya POV

"Oh, it’s a car key. Lina found it while helping the soldiers with their wounds. She didn’t know whose it was, so she gave it to me," Owen said, glancing at me. "I can’t grab it right now while driving, but if you don’t believe me, you can check my pocket."

"I was just asking!" I responded quickly.

He was sure I wouldn’t search his pocket.

After we got married, he even told me his phone password. But I had never looked at his phone. There were many things I just couldn’t be bothered to do.

At that moment, Owen’s phone rang, disrupting my thoughts.

Unlike before, Owen didn’t pick up; instead, he turned the phone off.

"Tonight, I’m not answering anyone’s calls. I’m going to spend a nice dinner with my baby!"

Once we got home, he immediately went into the kitchen, becoming the perfect husband.

"These are all your favorites, try them," he said.

Before we got married, Owen didn’t know how to cook.

Since I was picky about food, he even found a French chef to mentor him and spent six months learning how to cook.

When I first found out about his affair, I tried to convince myself that if I left him, no one would treat me this well.

But now, I no longer had that struggle. He could teach another woman how to play tennis and probably cook for her, too.

In fact, he might have already cooked for Lina.

What he enjoyed was the chase, and I wasn’t the only one he was chasing.

"I’m full." After taking a few bites, I quickly returned to the bedroom.

"Kya, are you upset because I didn’t have dinner with you the other day? I promise I’ll cook for you every night this month," Owen followed me.

"It’s fine," I shook my head and forced a smile.

"Are you really okay? You seem... different," Owen asked carefully.

"There’s nothing different. I think you’re the one who’s changed," I said, forcing an even bigger smile.

"I have changed. I love you more than ever, Kya. I will always love you," Owen said, kissing my neck. I could see the desire in his eyes.

He wanted to use his body to prove that nothing had changed between us. But we can’t fake everything.

I gently pushed him away, avoiding his kiss.

"I took some of the doctor’s sleeping pills today. I’m really tired now."

Sex was the last thing I wanted at that moment.

Before going to bed, I received a message from Lina:

"Don’t think just because you’re Luna that you’re something special. Owen doesn’t even like you!"

I thought it was probably because Owen had scolded and ignored her today, which angered her and led her to attack me.

But her attacks didn’t matter to me anymore.

I didn’t reply. I would leave in three days, and I didn’t want anything to interfere with my plans.

Since everyone was lying and playing a role, I could play with them in this final scene.

Maybe the frustration of hitting a soft target made Lina even angrier. She sent me a few more messages, including some pictures.

"He proposed to you seven times but made love to me 700 times. He married you because of the mate bond! When he sleeps with me, it’s irresistible, it’s true love!"

"Even though your mate is lying next to you, he’s playing with remote-controlled sex toys with me."

It turned out the remote-controlled sex toy was what Lina had slipped into Owen’s pocket this afternoon.

I then understood why Owen had been in the bathroom for over half an hour.. Usually, he only needed 10 minutes to shower.

I swallowed another sleeping pill without water. The pill stuck in my throat, bitter and unpleasant.

***

The next afternoon, Ash came to see Owen and told him that Alpha James had finalized the deal.

"I'm going to inspect a factory and will be gone for two days. I’ll definitely be back before the Moon Goddess Festival," Owen explained as he packed his bags.

"Okay, go ahead."

"Wait for me to come back!"

Before leaving, Owen looked back at me again, his eyes filled with concern.

"I’ve noticed you haven’t had much of an appetite these past couple of days. I’ve hired a chef to cook for you, to change things up a bit."

That was actually a good thing for me. I could take the opportunity to finalize my new identity and book my flight.

The place I was going was far away. I couldn’t leave any clues behind that might let Owen find out.

When Owen landed, he sent me a message informing me he arrived safely. Ironically, a message from Lina followed right after.

It turned out that Lina had gone with him on this business trip. Or rather, the business trip was just a cover, and it was actually a vacation he had arranged for Lina.

For the next two days, I received messages from both Owen and Lina.

On one hand, Owen would send me goodnight messages every night.

On the other hand, Lina sent me intimate photos of her and Owen.

Owen even video-called me to prove he was alone, purposely showing me his hotel room.

"Baby, I can’t sleep without you by my side," he said, holding the camera towards the empty iron-framed bed.

After Owen hung up, Lina would immediately send pictures.

On the same iron-framed bed, the sheets were messy, and she had her legs wrapped around Owen's waist while his hand rested on her hip. That hand also had our wedding ring on.

But nothing bothered me anymore. I was too busy with my plans.

I processed my new ID and set up my phone and SIM card.

I even got my refurbished car ready with the gas in it.

The flight ticket, which spans half the globe, was also booked, and pre-marriage savings were transferred.

With the help of sleeping pills, I spent the last two peaceful nights at Starry Pack.

And quickly, the Moon Goddess Festival finally arrived.

Kya POV

When I woke up to the morning light of the Moon Goddess Festival, Owen was downstairs, looking as lively as ever.

Ash was following him, carrying a pile of gift bags.

"Baby, did you miss me? Take a look at what I got for you," Owen said as he walked in, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my chin.

He still smelled like the familiar ocean scent. I used to think it was refreshing, like endless summer, but now, it just felt sticky and fishy.

"Let me see," I said, pretending to be happy as I unwrapped the gifts and gently pushed him away.

There were cinnamon cookies I used to love and a pair of emerald earrings I had once liked.

Was he trying to make up for his guilt with gifts? It’s just an old trick men use.

Before my mother passed away, she had many useless gifts that my father had given her. But those jewels that once hung around her neck now adorned another woman.

"I’ll put these on for you," Owen said, holding the earrings to my ears "See? Don't they match your eyes perfectly? But no gem can be as beautiful as your eyes."

"Is that so?" I scoffed.

"Don't you like them?" Owen quickly picked up on my mood.

"I do," I forced a smile.

I used to like them, just like I once liked the person in front of me, but that was in the past.

I looked at us in the mirror, a radiant young couple. But when I thought about the hands that were pinching my earlobes, had been fondling another woman last night, a wave of nausea hit me.

I couldn’t help but gag.

"Kya, what’s wrong?" Owen asked, clearly worried.

"Nothing. Maybe I just didn’t have breakfast today."

"Could it be... could you be pregnant?" Owen asked with a hopeful and joyful look in his eyes. "Once the Moon Goddess Festival is over, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up!"

"How could that be?"

"You used to say you wanted to enjoy our time alone, and I agreed. Now, do you think we should consider having a child?" Owen said as he pulled me closer, his hand rubbing my stomach.

"Let’s wait a little longer, you’re so busy right now," I tried to pull away from him, but he just held me tighter.

"No matter how busy I am, I’ll still make time to have a child with you." He slid his hand under my shirt. "It’s all my fault. I’ve been spending too little time with you lately. I promise, today I’m all yours. Do you think our first child will be a boy or a girl?"

If he had asked me to have a baby three months ago, I would have smiled and said, "Let’s have a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, I’d love them both!"

But now, carrying this man's child would be even harder to bear than watching him sleep with Lina.

Before I could answer, a servant interrupted us.

"Luna Kya, someone sent you a package."

"What is it?" Owen released me and stepped forward to grab the package from the servant.

"Oh, it’s some massage oil I ordered online."

I nervously took the package from Owen's hand and set it on the table. I couldn’t let him know it was the potion the witch made for me to mask my scent.

"After the Moon Goddess Festival tonight, I’ll give you a massage!" Owen said, stuffing a cinnamon cookie into my mouth. "You’re not allowed to skip breakfast again. I’ll make you some fruit yogurt."

I nodded, but as soon as I sat down at the table, his phone rang.

He picked up the call, his brow furrowing slightly. After a brief conversation, he smiled apologetically at me. "Sorry, I need to grab a document from the car, I’ll be right back."

I watched his retreating figure, feeling like something was off, but I didn’t want to pursue it.

I walked into the kitchen alone, intending to make a simple fried egg.

I glanced out of the kitchen window and froze.

I saw the one person I never wanted to see—Lina, standing in the Villa’s backyard.

They had been sneaking around in hotels, dungeons, tennis courts, and hospitals, but now, she had the audacity to come to my house openly!