“On the night of her birthday, Chloe's billionaire husband, Griffin, dragged her out of bed. He didn't take her to celebrate. Instead, he forced her into a sterile clinic, pinning her to a chair to draw her blood for Jaida-the fragile woman he truly cared for. While Chloe almost fainted from the blood loss, Griffin answered Jaida's call with gentle concern and abandoned Chloe at the clinic. When she finally stumbled home in the freezing night, Jaida intentionally faked a fall in the hallway. Without asking a single question, Griffin violently shoved Chloe against the staircase. Knowing she had a severe allergy to organ meats, he forced her to sit at the table and served her a plate of bloody, raw liver. "You will sit down, and you will eat every last piece of that liver. Now." He then had his assistant toss her a cheap, generic scarf as an afterthought birthday gift, before carrying Jaida away. For three years, Chloe had endured every humiliation, hoping to eventually warm his cold heart. She didn't understand why her absolute devotion only earned his brutal contempt, while Jaida's pathetic lies won his unconditional protection. Staring at her pale, hollow reflection in the mirror, the last flicker of hope in her chest finally died. She didn't cry or argue anymore. She simply left a signed divorce agreement and her diamond ring on his desk, and vanished without a trace. Five years later, she returned to the city not as his obedient wife, but as an untouchable Hollywood powerhouse, with two genius twins by her side.”