Chapter 4

That night, it felt like I was being punished.

This Jax with glasses was utterly inhuman.

He wasn’t loud or aggressive, barely even spoke.

But he was like a precisely calibrated machine, every action cold, precise, and straight to the point.

No foreplay, no tenderness, just pure conquest and plunder.

No matter how much I cried or begged, his face remained expressionless.

Only at the very end, would his brow furrow slightly.

Afterward, he got up and dressed, his movements as elegant as if he'd just left a formal dinner.

He pulled a black card from his wallet and tossed it onto the bedside table.

“The password is your birthday. Find somewhere else to live; this place isn’t worthy of you.”

Then, without another glance, he walked out.

Leaving me alone, staring at the black card, feeling utterly cold.

What was happening?

My hand trembled as I picked up the card, tears streaming down my face.

I remembered half a year ago.

My dad had just passed away, and loan sharks were harassing me daily.

When the matchmaker introduced me to Jax, she said he was a long-haul trucker, poor but honest.

On our first date, he treated me to noodles at a street food stall.

When those loan sharks came to bother me, he didn't hesitate, grabbing a stool and smashing it into them.

It was a brutal fight, and in the end, with blood streaming from his forehead, he grinned at me:

“Don’t be scared, Chloe. From now on, I’ll protect you.”

On our wedding day, he gave me all his savings – ten thousand dollars – to pay off my debts.

“I’m not much, just this. But as long as I have food, you won’t starve.”

Back then, he was rough, he was poor, but he gave me a home, a profound sense of security.

But now?

The black card in my hand felt heavy. They said it could buy an entire street.

Yet, the Jax who would fight for me, who would clumsily try to cheer me up, seemed gone.

The man he was now, was a stranger, and it terrified me.

I didn’t dare touch the card, locking it deep in my drawer.

I feared it was money he’d risked his life for. Even more, I feared that by using it, I would truly lose my tough guy husband forever.