Chapter 2

The reporters excitedly aimed their cameras at Dominic Hayes:

“Mr. Hayes, Mr. Hayes, is the marriage certificate you posted on social media real? Was leaving the entertainment industry back then because you found true love?”

I quickly opened my phone.

The trending topics were exploding—

Dominic Hayes Chloe Adams

Dominic Hayes Shares Their Marriage Certificate

Chloe Adams: My love, hidden for five years, can finally be revealed to the world today.

I clicked on it, and the very first post was the same marriage certificate Dominic had sent me.

The caption read:

【Yes, we’ve been married for five years.】

The comment section went wild:

【AHHHH I knew my idol didn't leave the industry just to avoid that bastard Logan Reed’s shadow!】

【Seriously, that's *the* Dominic Hayes, the superstar! Logan Reed's still a nobody, three years later he's still a joke.】

【I’m a kindergarten teacher. Today Logan Reed even brought a kid claiming he was CEO Adams’ son. LOL, I almost died laughing!】

【Oh my god, what a delusional stalker!】

【Back when the superstar hadn't retired, that bastard Logan was already involved in something shady with CEO Adams. Didn't expect CEO Adams was already married to the superstar! So satisfying! Hahahaha!!】

【Wuwuwu, so he didn't make a comeback for five years because he was secretly enjoying his happiness, my idol!】

“What’s all this trash? Get rid of it. Chloe will be upset if she sees it when she gets back.”

Dominic Hayes wrinkled his nose at a pile of brand-new collectibles.

The workers immediately started throwing my things into a dumpster.

There, many antiques and art pieces I had collected from all over the world lay amidst the dirty garbage.

“Stop!”

I grabbed a worker’s hand and glared at Dominic Hayes.

“Who are you? What are you doing in my house?”

“Oh my god, that bastard Logan Reed actually showed up?”

“Hey, hey, can’t you read the banner? ‘Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Hayes!’ Who the hell do you think you are? Are you CEO Adams’ husband? Laughable!”

“Has this delusional stalker gone so far as to claim houses now? He’s truly lost it.”

“This estate must be worth nine figures. He’s probably desperate for clout. Bastards are like that.”

“Slap!”

I slapped the gossiping reporter across the face.

“Who the hell are you to barge in here without my permission?”

I knocked the camera out of his hand and grabbed his shirt, pushing him out.

“Get out!”

“Stop it!”

A hand blocked my way.

Dominic Hayes frowned.

“Mr. Reed, while I’m usually easygoing, that’s no excuse for you to cause a scene on my property!”