"So many years have passed and you haven't changed your bad temper at all!"

"I've already apologized to you, what more do you want? Why are you so stubborn?"

A fierce argument erupted in the cramped room.

This time, I said nothing and silently pushed open the small door behind me.

The dust from the burnt paper money drifted in the sunlight.

All the questioning came to an abrupt stop.

I lit the cigarette in my hand, leaning against the corner of the table, I smiled and offered that belated blessing. "Congratulations on your wedding."

Had it not been for Dwayne's arrival, I would have nearly forgotten.

Today marked the tenth anniversary of his relationship with Sienna. It also marked the tenth anniversary of my family's destruction.

Ten years ago, he wanted a divorce from me for the sake of his lover, whom he had cherished.

Though I was three months pregnant ....

Though we had spent our years together ....

And though our family's dissuasion and pleas ....

He even disregarded his own reputation and dignity. He was determined to divorce me. He said he had met his true love, a soulmate with whom he shared a deep connection.

He would rather give up everything to be with her.

His betrayal and infidelity were unacceptable for me. Even more unacceptable, the person he cheated on me with was Sienna Cavendish, the little girl we raised together.

In those days, an old friend, with his final breath, entrusted his only daughter to me and Dwayne to take care of.

Dwayne hesitated, finding the responsibility of raising a life too heavy. However, Sienna took my hand and timidly said, "Auntie. I'll be good."

In an instant, my heart softened.

After years of trying, Dwayne and I still hadn't had a child. I thought having a little girl around might bring some good luck, to bring our own children to us.

So I did everything I could to give her the best of everything.

Dwayne and Sienna were fifteen years apart in age.

To both of us, she was both a daughter and a younger sister. She was also very well-behaved, taking on most of the housework and spending time with both of our parents.

Back then, Dwayne would often say, "She was born with the temperament of a young lady."

"I don't expect her to be well-behaved and sensible, as long as our child is as good as her."

His words came true.

In the fifth year after Sienna came into our family and after enduring so many struggles, I was finally pregnant.

I rushed to my husband, eager to tell him the news, but the moment I pushed the door open, I saw the two of them embracing.

On the large bed in the master bedroom, the two of them were lost in passionate lovemaking, oblivious to the world around them.

On Sienna's neck still lay the lucky charm I had gotten for her when she was eighteen years old.

I was shocked and speechless for a long time.

I slapped Dwayne in the face and asked him why he did it and why he targeted Sienna. "She's a child. She's a child we raised ourselves."

"Dwayne, you beast!"

"You're worse than an animal!"

At that time, I thought he was the one who had seduced Sienna.

I even thought about calling the police to seek justice for her.

But then she grabbed my hand and said with a grin, "Don't be angry, Auntie, you're getting wrinkles around your eyes."

"Dwayne and I are in love, please don't break us up," she said.

I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

I had no idea when the two of them had gotten together.

I had no idea how I could raise such an ungrateful child.

For all those years I took care of her, I never once spared my efforts.

When she told me she missed home and struggled to sleep, I stayed with her, night after night.

When she said she was bullied at school, I stood up for her.

When she said her uncle seemed to dislike her, so I encouraged Dwayne to spend more time with her.

To my surprise, the kind of "disliking" she spoke of was actually romantic affection.

I passed out in anger and I almost lost my baby.

When I was hospitalized, Sienna kept sending me provocative messages, a video of the two of them together, Dwayne's sweet words of vows of eternal love and even the divorce papers Dwayne had already prepared.

After seeing that thick stack of videotapes, I vomited for three days and three nights.

I just couldn't do anything about it.

Imagined the woman in front of me posing in lingerie was the timid little girl I first met back then, I almost cried my eyes out.

Besides, Dwayne never visited me once.

When I returned home from the hospital, I saw him directing people to move my belongings.

In front of a huge wedding photo, he held Sienna's hand tightly.

"Navier, you'll never understand, you never will."

"Sienna is the girl I raised with my own hands, my confidante and soulmate."

"She's different from you. She's thoughtful, insightful and someone I can discuss life with!"

He had disdainful gaze swept across my branded clothes and spit out coldly, "Vulgar."

Those words shattered the last vestige of my composure.

I had no idea how Sienna, who didn’t even finish high school, could talk to him about life.

I only had idea, that back then, in order to be with Dwayne, I gave almost everything.

I almost broke ties with the Ridleys, my family, for him. I drank myself into a stomach hemorrhage countless times at the dinner table for him.

But just when I thought my suffering was over, they dealt me ​​a fatal blow.

I remembered the traces they left all over the house, remembered what she said when she left.

"What do you have that money and ability to do?"

"From now on, this is my home."

"Your man, everything you earned through hard work, is mine now."

Soon, my anger reached its peak.

I set the villa on fire in a fit of anger. The fire wasn't big and was quickly extinguished, but Dwayne filed a lawsuit against me for arson.

He gave me two choices, divorce or go to jail.

I also gave him two choices, die, or face utter disgrace.

He was a law professor who had been upright for half of his life. The last thing he couldn't let go of most was his scholarly integrity.

I could accept him leaving me over personal issues between us, but I couldn’t accept him spending my hard-earned money to have a fling with his mistress.

And then he turned around and despised me for being vulgar and materialistic.

The argument got so intense that both our parents came and calmed us down.

When both our parents asked me why I was arguing, with tears streaming down their faces, I couldn't even answer.

How could I bring it up?

The girl I raised on my own turned out to be a bitch. And my husband, whom I had loved for many years, wanted to divorce me for this bitch.

I couldn't utter a single word.

Just thinking about it made me feel nauseous.

It was my mother, Eleanor Ridley, who caught a glimpse of the intimacy between Dwayne and Sienna.

She threatened the Maguire Family to give her an explanation, or she would withdraw all investments and cancel all cooperation.

His father and mother humbly apologized to me. They said Dwayne was just confused for a moment, misjudging people, which was why he was misled by Sienna.

They urged me to give Dwayne another chance for the sake of our child. "You know, your husband isn't a bad person. He's just been too protected by his family since childhood, making him a bit naive."

"For the sake of us, the Maguires, please forgive him this once."

Keeping mistresses and having extramarital affairs was nothing new in our circle. However, someone as shameless and unethical as Dwayne was a first.

His father and mother, Thomas Maguire and Christy Maguire, couldn't afford to lose face.

I couldn't swallow this insult either.

On some points, they were merely nouveau riche. To put it bluntly, I was the one supporting their entire family.

Over the years, I had handled nearly every major and minor matter concerning the household.

The Maguire Family's business, employing over a hundred people, entirely relied on the Ridley Family's financial support.

Whether from the perspective of status, feelings, or interests,

they all didn't want Sienna to replace me as the madam of the Maguire Family.

But no matter how much the Maguire Family tried to persuade me, Dwayne was like a madman, insisting on being with Sienna.

He smashed the furniture in the house, the decorations we bought for our wedding and everything related to us.

He shouted at me in front of the pastor. "You don't understand, you don't understand anything!"

"All you people care about is money, how could you understand the resonance between my soul and Sienna's?"

"Since fate brought us together, I will overcome all difficulties to be with her."

"No age, status, or interests can stop us from loving each other!"

Dwayne became the romantic poet in his own writing. He became Romeo, who was willing to risk everything for love. He regained his lost youth and rediscovered the thrill of his younger days.

He completely forgot about his wife, who had been with him through thick and thin.

In order to express his determination towards Sienna, he moved out of his home.

He bought her a luxurious villa, which he named DnS Residence. And so they lived together openly and legitimately.

The years of hard work and multiple test tubes had already exhausted my body. The successive blows had further worsened my condition.

When I was four months pregnant, I was forced to be hospitalized for bed rest.

My parents were so worried about me that they couldn't eat or sleep. They stood firmly by my side, declaring, no matter the outcome, the Ridleys and the Maguires would be irreconcilable enemies.

That divorce battle back then was incredibly dramatic.

The entire business world was thrown into chaos.

The newly rich clashed with the old-money.

The wife and the mistress tore into each other.

But as the chaos hit its highest point, everything ended in an instant — my parents had a car accident.

The investigator in charge said it was caused by fatigue driving and no one could be held responsible. Yet others whispered to me that Dwayne had deliberately hired a hitman to kill them, all for that bitch, Sienna.

I never knew what the so-called truth was.

The thing I remembered was anger and grief overwhelmed me. Seeing my parents in a coma and seeing Sienna's relentless provocations, I grabbed a knife, intending to take those two scumbags down with me.

But I couldn't even get inside the Maguire Family's house.

Thomas and Christy, who had been begging me to forgive their son just a while ago, had now completely changed their tune. They took Susan's hand and slipped their family heirloom jade bracelet onto her wrist.