Even Deep Love Can't Outlast the Years

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I caught my husband, Xu Siyuan, having an affair with his secretary, Song Sijia. Worse, I discovered that even our son had become an accomplice in their “happy family of three.” He complained that pregnancy had ruined my figure and used our son’s dependence on me to keep me trapped, while turning around to flaunt his affection for his young, gorgeous secretary in the parents’ group chat. I tore up our family portrait and prepared the divorce papers, but he stubbornly refused to accept it. “For the sake of the company and our son, what’s wrong with putting up with it?” I sneered, froze all his assets, and left to take on a project in Europe. He came after me with our son, begging me to take him back. “Ruxin, you’re the only one I’ve ever loved!” Meanwhile, Gu Yanshen, the CEO of a gaming company who had always protected me in times of danger, clutched a faded photograph and asked, “Were you the girl who saved me at the orphanage all those years ago?” When my rival in love took my identity to get close to him, and my adoptive parents teamed up with my scumbag ex to force me to give in, I tore every lie apart with my own hands. This time, I didn’t care about keeping up appearances. I only wanted them to regret what they’d done. “Traitors don’t even deserve the chance to atone.”