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585words2026-01-26 09:03

When my father was involved in a car accident,I tracked down the culprit.
My wife,Fiona,stepped out of the passenger seat,her hair and clothes in disarray..
While I stayed at the hospital to take care of my father, she was at the police station, standing by the culprit throughout the investigation.

When I refused to accept the settlement, she grabbed a thermos and struck me on the head with it.
“He’s a lawyer!Do you want to ruin his career?What are you trying to do?”
I calmly wiped the blood from my forehead,looking at her panicked and clearly regretful face.
This wasn’t her first affair,but it was the most serious.
My mind flashed back to the fifth year of our marriage,when she grinned and said,
“Sleeping with just one person for the rest of your life—don’t you find that boring?And I have to say, I won’t mind what you do either.”

“They get my body;you get my love.”
Later,as she had hoped, I ended up in a relationship with the girl she had sent my way.
Yet she knelt,begging me to come home.
…

Blood continued to flow. Flustered, Fiona pulled out tissues and rushed over to me, frowning as she wiped my face.
“Why didn’t you dodge?Does it hurt?”
“I didn’t mean to do it;I was just so upset!Victor’s young,talented.I’m just protecting his potential.Be reasonable—this matter ends here.”
I pushed her hand away,my gaze firm.“That’s my dad!”
“Oh,come on,your dad just cares about money.If you really care about him,accept the settlement and put an end to this.”
My face darkened,but before I could respond,her phone rang.
“Fiona,where are you?They’ve been questioning me forever. They won’t even let me eat. I’m starving, dizzy, and I can barely stand.”
Fiona accidentally hit speaker,and Victor Grant’s whiny voice spilled from the phone.
She gripped the phone tightly,her face full of worry.“Hang on,I’m coming back now!”
After hanging up,she looked at me intently.“Evan Carter,I’m giving you one last chance.Will you sign the settlement or not?”
When I refused,Fiona turned and left without looking back.
That departing figure—I’d seen it one too many times over the years.
We hadn’t always been like this.
After college,I started working at Fiona’s family company,Carter Enterprises. At that time, Fiona was my first intern.
Back then,no one in the company,including me,knew her true identity as the CEO’s daughter.
She was naive,energetic, and passionate,but she was also prone to making mistakes at work, which I always had to clean up for her.
At a company party,she got drunk and kissed me boldly.“Evan Carter,I like you!I don’t want to just be your intern—I want to be your girlfriend,your wife!”
Her boozy breath seemed to intoxicate me as well, and in a daze, I agreed.
By the time I learned her true identity,it was too late to back out.
Fiona loved me,and everyone knew it. In fact, for my sake, she replaced all the male employees on her office floor with women. She remembered every date tied to me,big or small,including my family’s birthdays.Anything I liked,even a glance,she’d quietly buy and gift me.
People mocked her—a powerful female CEO wrapped around a man’s finger—but she didn’t care.
No one could have predicted that Fiona, who had loved me so fiercely, would, in our fifth year of marriage, confess that she wanted an open marriage.
She wasn’t asking my opinion; she was simply informing me of her decision.
And Victor Grant,the man who had hit my father, was her 44th lover since she had first suggested the open marriage.