I was once a well-known feminist activist, but later I became a gold digger and a submissive wife. To earn money for Frank's medical treatment, I married Zachary and became a stepmother to his autistic son, Erik. Former friends criticized me for degrading myself and cut off contact with me. My life became very narrow; I spent my days meticulously caring for Erik and my nights accompanying Zachary through the ups and downs. In the fifth year of our marriage, Erik's biological mother returned. She was a wealthy heiress, a PhD from a prestigious university, stunningly beautiful, and had built a feminist persona on social media, amassing millions of followers. In comparison, I felt dull and uninteresting, and people found me repulsive. So, I decided to file for divorce.
Chapter 1 No.1
Zachary Mason was still in a conference overseas, too busy to sign the divorce agreement.
I put the agreement on the desk in his study without sending him a message.
Anyway, since a month ago, he had stopped replying to any of my messages.
I guessed he was enjoying himself with Charlee Mills.
The previous night, Charlee posted on her Instagram. "We returned to each other after parting for five years."
The background picture was a man's back. The pearl-gray suit set off his gentleness and elegance, and the moon was bright outside the window.
I recognized he was Zachary at the first sight.
Zachary and Charlee were childhood sweethearts and grew up together. They had a son, Erik Mason.
Later on, Charlee went to Yodruland for further education, and Zachary inherited his family business and stayed domestically.
Their love story was full of twists and turns.
On the contrary, my marriage with Zachary was only a mistake.
I didn't think it was a big deal, though. I didn't suffer any loss. After all, Zachary gave me 50 thousand bucks every month.
However, I had spent it all on my brother's medical treatment.
I didn't have a lot of savings.
In the five years of marriage, Zachary had bought me high-end jewelry, dresses, handbags, and shoes, but I didn't take any of them with me.
I only took one painting drawn by Erik.
In the picture, the sky was green, and a light pink star was emitting bright light.
He said it was me.
I knew him better than anyone else.
That was why Zachary had married me.
I stared at the picture, the scene when I first arrived at the Mason family's house appearing in my mind.
At that time, my younger brother, Frank Murray, had just been diagnosed with brain paralysis. He didn't have medical insurance, and all the treatment fees had to be paid by ourselves.
My family was short of money, and my parents cried aloud and begged me for help.
I was in the second year of my postgraduate study and decided to look for a part-time job. Coincidentally, the Mason family was recruiting a nanny with a high wage.
Erik was autistic and hated strangers very much. Zachary had changed more than 50 nannies to take care of him.
When it was my turn in the interview, Erik miraculously hugged me and uttered a word.
"Mom... Mom."
Maybe it was because the T-shirt I wore that day was engraved with Erik's favorite star, or maybe it was because there was a mysterious connection between us.
He liked me very much.
Therefore, I stayed and was hired as his nanny.
His voice calling "Mom" became clearer as time went by.
No matter how I corrected him, he always called me mom firmly.
Zachary loved his only son so much that he didn't hesitate to marry me for Erik's sake.
Since then, I had become Erik's mother legally.
However, Erik didn't need me anymore.
He had turned eight years old this year. After my years of interference training, he looked like a normal child.
Erik was sent to Yodruland to reunite with his birth mother Charlee and could get more advanced treatment there.
He didn't need me as his mother any longer.
As for Zachary, he had never needed me as his wife.
It was useless for me to continue staying with the Mason family.
I would feel heartbroken and unwilling.
However, a shameless superfluous person was far more miserable than a wise person who made a decision and stopped her loss in time.
It would be better sooner than later. I was leaving.
Chapter 1 No.1
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Chapter 2 No.2
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Chapter 3 No.3
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Chapter 4 No.4
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Chapter 5 No.5
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Chapter 6 No.6
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Chapter 7 No.7
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Chapter 8 No.8
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Chapter 9 No.9
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Chapter 10 No.10
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Chapter 11 No.11
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Chapter 12 No.12
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