Chapter 2

I couldn't understand how we had ended up like this.

We used to be so in love. We were college sweethearts who made it all the way to marriage.

But ever since I switched jobs to the company Mia recommended, things changed. We started having small arguments daily and big blowouts weekly. There wasn't a single peaceful day.

Still, I never suspected she was cheating. I always thought I just wasn't providing the lifestyle she wanted.

Now that I had proof of her infidelity, I realized I didn't even know who her lover was. I had to find out.

A couple nights ago, a voice had suddenly popped into my head: "Congratulations, the system binding is complete."

I was totally confused, thinking I was hallucinating from stress. I just went back to sleep.

But it seems I wasn't imagining things. Every time Mia lies to me, $50,000 gets deposited in my account.

I couldn't help but laugh - the heavens were looking out for me after all!

The next morning, I sat on the living room couch waiting for Mia to come out. The whole company had the day off.

When Mia emerged from the bedroom, she was startled to see me there. She quickly composed herself. "God, you scared me! Sitting there like a ghost."

She rolled her eyes at me, then spent a long time primping in front of the mirror, applying powder and carefully putting on lipstick. It looked like she was getting dolled up to meet someone important.

In all our years of marriage, she had never put this much effort into her appearance for me. She only acted sweet when I got my paycheck.

"Where are you going?" I asked casually.

"None of your business," Mia snapped. "Don't think I've forgiven you for yesterday just because I didn't bring it up. You better buy me that new designer bag if you want me to let it go."

Just as I had predicted.

"But don't you control all my money?" I asked. "How am I supposed to buy you anything?"

For years, I had given Mia whatever she wanted. Even when we didn't have the money, I would borrow from friends to make sure she had the latest handbag the very next day.

She shrugged. "Then take out a loan!"

With that, she slammed the door and left, cutting off my unfinished sentence.

Fine. She wasn't even pretending anymore.

She'd better not expect me to go easy on her!