Chapter 1

Five years of marriage, yet my wife never let me touch her. It wasn't until she left me in the emergency room to pick up her true love at the airport that I finally understood. She was saving herself for her ideal man. And I was just a substitute, a toy she could discard at will.

I gave up, choosing to let them be together. But my wife grabbed my clothes, kneeling on the ground, refusing to let go.

"You said you'd love me for a lifetime," she pleaded.

My girlfriend was lying on the couch, editing photos on her phone. As I walked by, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a picture of her with her ideal lover.

The two of them were wearing matching outfits, cuddling together, looking like the perfect couple in love. My heart instantly turned cold.

In our five years of marriage, forget about matching outfits - she wouldn't even walk next to me in public, saying I was too ugly and embarrassed her.

I had a crush on her for four years in college, and we rushed into marriage right after graduation. I knew it was because her ideal lover had abandoned her that day, and I happened to be by her side when she impulsively chose me.

Despite this, I still believed that through sincere dedication, I could make her fall in love with me. But now, seeing this photo, I realized it was just my wishful thinking.

I confronted her with a dark expression: "Why do you still have this kind of photo with Chris?"

To my surprise, she exploded, looking down on me with contempt.

"Who told you to look at my phone? This is private, don't you understand?"

Private? After five years of marriage, I just glanced at her phone, and she talks about privacy?

Chris was practically kissing her cheek, and she had a big smile on her face.

I felt sick. Seeing that I didn't respond, Mia became even more aggressive.

"Chris is now working with our company, and this photo was just for a game. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."

"People with dirty minds think everything is dirty."

With that, Mia walked away without looking back. In the past, I would have tried to stop her. But today, I didn't. I was starting to lose hope in her.

Did she even believe what she was saying?

What kind of game requires matching outfits?

And looking at the watch Chris was wearing, it was clearly a couple's set with hers. Was that part of the game too?