One day, Wendy discovered that her husband Stanley was having an affair.

He had been seeing a college student.

It was Stanley's birthday. Wendy had prepared a table full of dishes early in the day. Just then, she heard a notification from his phone.

Ding!

He had left his phone at home.

Wendy switched it on and saw a text from the college student.

[I hurt myself when I was carrying the cake. It hurts so much.]

Attached was a selfie-not of the sender's face, but of her legs. The girl in the photo wore pulled-up white socks, black leather shoes, and a blue-and-white skirt that had been pushed up to reveal her long, slender legs. Her pale knees were visibly reddened from the bump. The youthful, vibrant image of her body paired with coquettish words exuded a forbidden allure.

People often say successful businessmen like Stanley favored this type of woman when choosing mistresses.

Wendy clutched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white from the pressure.

Ding!

Another text came from the college student.

"Mr. Hawk, see you at Cloud Hotel tonight. I want to celebrate your birthday!"

So, his mistress wanted to celebrate his birthday tonight.

Wendy grabbed her bag and headed straight to Cloud Hotel. She had to see for herself who this college student was.

She soon arrived at the hotel, ready to go in. Just then, she saw her parents, Harry and Lilian at the entrance. Surprised, she walked up to them.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?" she asked.

off guard, exchanged a glance before responding to her

sister's back in the country. We brought her

'Jessica?'

the hotel's gleaming floor-to-ceiling windows, Wendy spotted her sister Jessica

blue-and-white skirt from the photo in Stanley's phone. The college student was none other than

Hovendale,' and she was famed for having the most beautiful legs in town. Many men had been captivated by her charm. And now,

She turned to her parents and said coldly, "So I'm the last

a sheepish smile. "Wendy,

in. "Do you know how many women in Hovendale are dying to be with Mr. Hawk? Better to let Jessica have him than some other

fists. "Dad, Mom, I'm your

her heel, she started

me has Mr. Hawk ever touched

when Stanley and Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into a car accident and went into a coma. That's the only reason we

In the past three years, you've turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina of her company. She's a white swan, and you're just an ugly duckling. What do

into Wendy's chest. Tears filling her eyes,

night had fallen. Wendy had sent the maid

sat alone at the

carefully prepared had

ironic, just like her existence-a complete

as Stanley's cherished 'Red Rose.' But three years ago, a sudden car accident left Stanley in a vegetative state

brought Wendy back from the countryside and forced her to marry Stanley in Jessica's place. Wendy had agreed willingly when she found out it was Stanley-the man she

years, Wendy devoted herself to caring for him. She stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back to

the candles

in the nearby mirror-a plain housewife

ballerina,

duckling, while Jessica was the

the ugly duckling and returned

out a bitter

wasn't love; it was self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved him. The

had made her lose

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