The crack of the slap echoed across the marble floors before the pain even registered.
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Chapter 4 / 5
Chapter 4: The Truth No One Knew
After the crowd cleared, the mansion felt… different.
Quieter.
Honest.
One of the older servants approached me carefully.
“Madam… did you really plan all this?”
I looked down at the folder in my hands.
“No,” I said softly.
“I just finally stopped protecting someone who never protected me.”
The truth was…
I had known about the mistress for months.
The lies.
The disrespect.
The slow erosion of everything we built together.
But I stayed.
Not because I was weak—
But because I believed love could fix it.
I was wrong.
Love doesn’t survive where respect is buried.
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And tonight…
I finally chose myself.
