Chapter 2

Zhou Boyu called, wanting to take me out to dinner.

I pretended nothing had happened and got into his car.

One hand on the steering wheel,

He reached out with the other to take my hand.

Touching my cold hand,

He frowned, his voice filled with concern:

“Why are your hands so cold?”

“Are you uncomfortable because of your period?”

I subtly pulled my hand free from his.

And replied calmly, “No.”

He turned up the air conditioning slightly.

And directed the passenger side vent towards him.

A moment later, his hand returned to cover the back of mine.

This time, he smiled contentedly:

“Hmm, not so icy now.”

My nails dug deeply into my palm.

We had been together for nine years.

And he had pampered me in his palm for nine years.

If I just slightly frowned, he would immediately notice my mood.

He even remembered my menstrual cycle more clearly than I did.

His friends all said that Zhou Boyu was completely wrapped around my finger for life.

Zhou Boyu, who was entirely devoted to me,

Had, before our wedding, walked into a church with another woman,

Uttering those sacred vows that should have belonged to me and him.

Who was that woman?

And who was he truly intending to marry?