The person I really love is him.

The award-winning actor married me just to spite his first love.

During the three Christmases we spent together, he remained entangled with his first love.

On set, they embraced and kissed; during interviews, they exchanged flirtatious remarks.

Everyone online called me nothing but a pitiful substitute.

Yet, strangely enough, I never got angry about any of it. I just smiled and helped him clarify every rumor.

Until one day, I accidentally became pregnant. I terminated the pregnancy without telling him.

When he found out, he was both furious and heartbroken, furiously demanded to know why I'd done it.

I calmly stroked his cheek and said, "Because I don't love you."

The person I truly loved was his deceased brother.

The whole world knew that Xavier Warren married me to make Rachel Wright jealous.

Before our wedding, they had broken up, and Rachel left the country in a fit of anger.

Xavier made no attempt to win her back; instead, he proposed to me.

And so, I walked down the aisle in a wedding dress that wasn't meant for me, marrying a man who didn't love me.

Everyone predicted that when Rachel came back, Xavier would abandon me without hesitation.

However, by our third Christmas as a married couple, things seemed to change. Xavier began showing me care and affection.

He would prepare breakfast for me, wake me up gently, and even kiss me when I was being affectionate.

During those days, our relationship became incredibly intimate.

He once whispered to me at night, "Darling, give me a child, one as lovely as you."

During that time, we truly seemed like an ordinary, loving couple.

But destiny always seems to play cruel jokes on us.

On the very day I discovered I was pregnant, before I could share the good news with Xavier, Rachel returned. And on that very day, they reconciled.

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Rachel returned to the country on the day of their class reunion.

Rumor had it that her family had gone bankrupt, and she was desperately trying to borrow money from various sources.

When Xavier led me into the private room, we caught a wealthy male classmate forcing Rachel to drink, claiming he'd lend her $100,000 for each glass she downed.

Rachel choked on the alcohol, tears streaming down her face in complete disarray, yet she still forced a smile and emptied the glass in one gulp.

Upon seeing Xavier, Rachel's expression instantly turned flustered. Probably feeling embarrassed, she abruptly lowered her head.

Someone jeered, "Rachel, if you're so desperate for money, why not beg Xavier?"

Another went even further: "Given your history together, if you sleep with him, he'd definitely give you money."

Xavier shot them an icy glare and coldly said, "Stop fucking disgusting me."

With a cigarette between his lips, he leaned against my shoulder and continued, "Anyone who upsets my wife can get the hell out right now."

Everyone laughed and greeted me, saying they envied how much Xavier adored me.

Yet, no one knew that if Rachel hadn't suddenly returned, Xavier wouldn't have ...