Daphne’s eyes went wide as she took the supplementary card from Leah, examining it over and over. It wasn’t until she bought a 30,000 yuan bag at the Chanel counter that she truly believed it was Frederick’s card—and that it worked.
“Leah, does this card mean you’ve forgiven Frederick? Are you planning to stay with him now?”
“Forgiven isn’t really the right word,” Leah replied. Frederick hadn’t done anything directly wrong to her; he was just cold, dismissive, treating her as if she were invisible.
After some thought, Leah realized she only had six months left. Staying in the current arrangement didn’t seem so bad. Her perspective had changed, and she no longer cared about anyone else, including her so-called husband, Frederick.
Living at Orchard View Villa, she could simply treat him
