Chapter 2

From the start, I knew Scarlett chose me only to repay a favor.

And to avoid any rumors about her, I poured all my passion and effort into my work.

Professionally, we were clearly defined as boss and subordinate.

But in private, she loved calling me "Mr. Bunny," and would always pester me for piggyback rides, saying that being carried by me was when she felt safest.

Later, we naturally fell for each other.

But Scarlett’s family elders didn’t approve. She fought fiercely against her family’s wishes, and that’s how our marriage came to be.

The Sinclairs’ precious daughter marrying me, a man from an ordinary background, was seen as settling for less and an embarrassment in their eyes.

So, we had no lavish wedding, just a quiet ceremony at City Hall.

In public, I couldn't even stand too close to her, as her family worried it would damage their reputation.

With my work abilities and achievements, I should have been promoted to Department Head long ago, but the Sinclairs adamantly opposed it, keeping me as a low-level employee.

For Scarlett, I endured all of it.

She said that outside, she could be the formidable CEO Scarlett, but at home, she wanted to be my sweet girl.

I thought we would live happily ever after.

Until three months ago, when Julian returned from overseas.

Scarlett took me to pick him up at the airport. The moment they reunited, Scarlett actually threw her arms around Julian in a tight embrace. In front of the bustling crowd, Julian excitedly swept Scarlett into his arms and spun her around.

Anyone watching would have thought they were long-lost lovers reuniting.

Scarlett, fearing my jealousy, quickly explained that they were childhood friends, and she saw Julian as a younger brother.

Julian, knowing how to play the game, called me "bro" like we were best friends and even brought me a gift.

At the time, I was foolishly naive and didn’t think much of it.

Soon after, Julian joined the company.

Despite knowing nothing about the business, he begged Scarlett to make him a Director.

Scarlett knew that position meant everything to me, yet she still gave it to Julian.

From then on, the two of them were inseparable at the company, both in public and private, appearing uncomfortably close.

Though I felt uneasy, I believed Scarlett whenever she offered an explanation.

Until that day, when I saw her in a wedding gown, embracing Julian tightly, and facing the crowd’s shouts of "Marry them!" She didn’t even object, not even a single word of explanation or an attempt to distance herself.

I loved her, but I couldn't love her to the point of losing myself and my dignity.

My heart was completely dead. I wanted a divorce.

I don’t know how long passed before I fell into a deep sleep, only to be awakened by a familiar scent.

“Honey, I’m starving. Can you make me breakfast?” Scarlett’s nose gently brushed my cheek.

I pushed her face away. This face, which once mesmerized me, now filled me with disgust.

Scarlett stumbled, nearly falling. Her brow furrowed. “Are you serious? You threw a tantrum yesterday, and I came here specifically to make up, to give you an out, and you push me away?”