Chapter 2

I felt like our ten-year marriage had become a complete joke.

But before I could question him further, my secretary called in a panic.

"Mr. Shaw accidentally ingested dairy products and had a severe allergic reaction—he's in the hospital!"

I frowned and asked:

"How could he be so careless?"

The secretary said it happened during a business dinner today when a woman insisted that Benjamin Shaw eat ice cream, and he didn't refuse.

On my anxious drive to the hospital, I had the secretary send me Benjamin's recent work schedule.

I needed to figure out who this woman was.

Rushing into the hospital room, I saw Benjamin lying there pale-faced, hooked up to an IV.

By the bedside, an unfamiliar young woman was crying her eyes out.

When she saw me, she immediately rushed over, apologizing nonstop, her face full of guilt.

"Mrs. Shaw, I'm so sorry! I really didn't know Mr. Shaw was allergic to dairy products!"

I frowned, scrutinizing her as alarm bells rang in my mind.

Just then, Benjamin reached out and took my hand.

"Chloe, don't blame her."

He said Chelsea Winters was the project manager from the partner company.

"We've been negotiating this deal, and she's been working overtime every night. So during the celebration banquet game today, I got careless for a moment and ate a few bites, that's all."

Chelsea immediately said:

"Mrs. Shaw, since you're here, I'll head back to the office to handle some matters!"

Watching their composed demeanor, my vigilant hostility subsided considerably.

But I still added her as a friend on Ins.

Her Ins content seemed pretty ordinary, and that photo with the bite mark was nowhere to be found.

Seeing this, I breathed a small sigh of relief.

Maybe I really had misunderstood them.

After she left, Benjamin raised an eyebrow with a meaningful smile.

"Look at you, all nervous and jealous—don't trust me? Think I'm fooling around with someone?"

I hesitated for a few seconds but still showed him the photo my classmate had sent.

"How do you explain this?"

Benjamin looked at it for only a second before immediately scoffing, showing not a trace of guilt or nervousness.

"Bite mark tattoos are really popular lately. I just did it on a whim. That female doctor... I remember she had a crush on me back in college. She's probably deliberately spreading rumors, hoping we'll break up."