If the seemingly invincible heir Thomas had a weakness, it would definitely be Jessica.

The Brookes Family had fallen on hard times years ago and it was only through Jessica’s sacrifices to Thomas that they managed to cling to any semblance of stability.

Everyone knew Jessica was ambitious—she pretended to be devoted and faithful on the outside, but in reality, she used Thomas’s money to support a whole string of male models.

The only person who was kept in the dark was Thomas, who, year after year, remained deeply devoted to her.

"You can talk about me, but not her."

With those words, Thomas slapped me across the face without a moment’s hesitation.

The fiery pain from the slap made me see this man clearly once again—he was nothing short of a beast.

I slammed the door shut, staring at the mess in the room, a reflection of our lost marriage that could never be salvaged.

From this moment on, I promised myself I would never shed another tear for him.

But Thomas didn’t seem to agree.

Living in the same neighborhood, with nothing more than a floor separating us, the next day I got into my car, ready to head to work.

At some point, Thomas had gotten into my car without my noticing and had already been waiting. Just like countless times before, he ordered me to drive him to the gym first, then turn around and take me to the office.

I found it laughable.

Yesterday, he slapped me and today, without so much as an apology, he was ordering me around like a chauffeur.

"Get out."

I refused so firmly that Thomas was clearly taken aback, his eyes flashing with surprise.

"Do you not love me anymore?"

Once, I loved him more than I loved myself. When I wanted to be good to someone, I’d have gladly given him the world.

But Thomas had taken advantage of my love, using it as a license to hurt me without restraint.

"Yeah, just seeing you now makes me irritated."

I answered him with obvious disgust, ready to drag him out of the car.

Just then, Thomas's phone rang—it was a call from the hospital. He quickly listened to the explanation on the other end.

I didn’t catch all the details, only thinking to myself that I needed to get him out of my car so I wouldn’t be late for work.

But the next second, Thomas, eyes reddened, suddenly pulled me into his arms.