Chapter 1

Cristian Logan, my husband, was known as a wonderful man in the circle, but I knew that he had an affair with a young girl behind my back.

His eyes blurry with drunkenness, he smiled as he complained to those around him, "Georgina is good in every way. She's beautiful, gentle, dignified, and considerate. But after getting married, I realized that women are all the same."

The man who once swore to love me for a lifetime was now lifting the chin of the girl in his arms and making a flirtatious comment. "Men, after all, like women who are feisty."

Others teasingly chimed in, "Since your wife is so boring, why don't you get another one?"

"I can't do that!" Cristian blurted out, "The person I love the most will always be my wife."

I calmly turned around and left.

It was true that he loved me.

It was also true that he had cheated on me.

The laughter and banter in the private room grew louder and louder, while I, standing at the door, felt icy cold all over.

This unexpected encounter caught me off guard and revealed the true face of my husband.

I had a girls' night with my best friend.

But she had to leave first due to some urgent work.

I thought of going home, but unexpectedly, I saw Cristian.

So I planned to give him a surprise, but he gave me a shock instead.

I followed my husband and the others here and located him easily.

These trust-fund babies were incredibly extravagant. They had booked the entire top floor of Platinum Club.

No stranger was allowed to go in, so they didn't even close the door.

I stood from a distance and watched as my husband who had kissed me goodbye this morning chatted animatedly with a young girl in his arms.

"I'm not as dissolute as you guys. I'm very devoted," he said.

"My first love, my true love, and my wife will always be Georgina."

His voice was filled with pride.

But his hand was around another woman's shoulders.

There was a hint of melancholy in Cristian's eyes. "Georgina is good in every way. She's beautiful, gentle, dignified, and considerate. But after getting married, I realized that women are all the same."

My nails dug into my palm, causing pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Someone asked in confusion, "Isn't your wife nice?"

"On the contrary, she's very nice," Cristian replied.

There was a glint of desire in his eyes that I couldn't fathom. "But men, after all, like women who are feisty... especially in bed."

He gave a knowing look, and the men sitting there immediately understood.

Hearing this, I felt a chill run through my body.

Our intimate moments had actually become topics for him to discuss.

And I was the one being looked down upon.

Others chimed in teasingly, "Since your wife is so boring, why don't you get another one?"

"That's right. You're strapping, rich, and powerful. You can have any girl you want, Cristian."

"Yeah, as long as Cristian wants, girls would come running to him."

"I can't do that!"

Cristian immediately denied it.

His eyes were determined as he blurted out, "The person I love the most will always be my wife."