Chapter 1

Jack and Rachel had been together for ten years, from high school sweethearts to newlyweds. To support her career, Jack willingly became a stay-at-home husband.

He thought this was the happiness he wanted, until Rachel's secret young lover called to mark his territory. Jack realized that years of devotion couldn't compare to a few sweet nothings from a boy toy.

Heartbroken, Jack decided to divorce, but Rachel coldly retorted, "You think you can get half of my assets? Dream on!"

But Jack didn't care about the money anymore, because he was already dying.

Rachel had been working overtime a lot lately, and her appetite wasn't good. Jack made her favorite sweet and sour ribs, but she only took one bite before rushing to the bathroom to retch.

Jack was worried about her and wanted to check on her, but her phone on the table rang. The caller ID showed an unsaved number, and he instinctively picked it up to answer.

"Babe, are you really not coming over tonight? I've got some new tricks prepared..."

Before Jack could hear the rest of the sentence, Rachel suddenly snatched the phone from behind him.

She angrily scolded him, "Who told you to touch my phone!"

Jack stood there, stunned.

From the day they met until their wedding, Jack and Rachel had been together for ten years. He thought he knew her well enough to trust her, and had never checked her phone.

He didn't expect that simply answering a call for her would provoke such a strong reaction.

Rachel realized she had overreacted and quickly adjusted her tone, softening her expression.

She explained, "It's a new intern at the company. He keeps calling me for every little thing."

"Oh, do interns usually talk to their seniors with a cutesy voice and mention 'new tricks'?" Jack asked.

Rachel was at a loss for words but tried to defend herself, "He's just a Gen Z kid. He jokes around like that all the time. Don't overthink it. By 'new tricks,' he probably meant he came up with some new ideas and wanted my approval."

As if afraid Jack would continue to dwell on it, she cursed a few times at the person on the other end of the line.

After hanging up, she playfully snuggled into Jack's arms as usual.

Then, pouting, she asked, "Are you jealous? You're almost thirty, and you're getting worked up over a kid?"

"Of course not," Jack lied.