The day the capital’s most eligible heir married me, he had me sign an infidelity agreement. After seven years of a loving marriage, his mistresses openly mocked me. “So what if she was his childhood sweetheart? She’s just a washed-up housewife now. Does she really think she can keep Mr. Gu tied down?”
I didn’t cry, make a scene, or cheat out of spite. I kept cleaning, cooking, and doing the housework every day, just as before.
Then, three months later, Gu Xiaonian went for his annual physical. At the annual gala, he opened his medical report and saw “positive” beside the HIV test result.
The man went mad.
“So that’s why you wouldn’t let me touch you, even if it killed you!” Gu Xiao roared.
I slowly raised my head and looked at the woman beside him, whose face had gone deathly pale. “But you said it yourself, darling.”
“Without your true love, you’d rather die.”
