Alaina Rossi was naive enough to believe that love could outweigh the past. For three years, she abandoned her brilliant scientific career to nurse Ethan Harrington back to health. She taught him to walk again, only for him to use those legs to walk straight back to his "true love," Lily Summers. When Alaina confronted him, his response was a cold slap to the face: "You’re already Mrs. Harrington. What more do you want?" What she wants is out. Leaving the marriage behind, Alaina returns to the lab, reclaiming her throne as a world-class scientist. As her name hits the global headlines, Ethan realizes he didn't just lose a wife—he lost a goddess. He crawls back on his knees, begging for a second chance. "Alaina, please come home. Let’s start over." "Too late," she smiles, flashing a ring that outshines his entire fortune. Behind her, a powerful figure emerges—the high-ranking Director of the Ministry, a man even Ethan fears. "Honey," the Director murmurs, "dinner is ready at home." As Ethan stares in disbelief, Alaina leans in with a parting gift: "When you marry Lily, remember to use the right honorific. Because from now on... you’ll have to call me 'Mother'."

Chapter 1"I just asked to postpone your birthday. Is it really necessary to throw a tantrum and demand a divorce?"Ethan Harrington frowned, shooting Alaina Rossi a cold glare.Alaina offered a bitter smile, too exhausted to even argue."I'm not throwing a tantrum. Just sign the papers."Her indifferent tone caused a flicker of panic in Ethan's eyes, though he tried his best to suppress his rising anger. "Lily has depression, and celebrating your birthday right now would trigger her and make her condition worse. Be a little more understanding and stop acting out."Understanding.Alaina was truly sick of that word.When Lily was cold and he brought her a jacket, Alaina was understanding.When Lily was hungry and he rushed over with food, Alaina was understanding.Even when Lily's pet dog sneezed, he dropped everything to take care of it."I'm done being understanding. Ethan, let's just go our separate ways," Alaina said softly."Are you absolutely sure about this?"Ethan stared at her, the chill in his gaze deepening. "Once you sign this, there's no going back. Are you really willing to leave me and give up your position as Mrs. Harrington?"Alaina frowned. What did he take her for?A beggar waiting for his scraps? A gold digger blinded by vanity?A suffocating wave of despair washed over her, bringing with it an agonizing sting that pierced her heart.The pain left her momentarily speechless."Forever love..."The custom ringtone he had set exclusively for that specific person chimed from Ethan's phone, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into warmth.A second later, a delicate, tearful voice leaked through the speaker.He rubbed his temples and quickly agreed, "Alright, I'll be right there."After hanging up, he looked back at Alaina, his tone returning to a cold detachment."Lily got hurt, so I need to go check on her. We'll celebrate your birthday another time. Go buy yourself a gift and cool off."Tossing a credit card onto the table, Ethan grabbed his car keys and strode toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he turned back with a final warning. "Don't ever mention divorce again. Alaina, I don't have the patience to coddle you every single time."The sound of his car speeding away soon echoed from outside.Alaina stared mournfully at the empty doorway, a mocking smile playing on her lips.He had no patience to comfort her, yet he had all the time in the world for Lily.Who was he really married to?It was truly laughable.Leaving the divorce papers and the credit card on the desk, she walked back to the bedroom to pack her things.Opening the notebook in her nightstand one last time, she looked at the first page, where she had written: 'Leave after 99 disappointments.'In just over two months, the entire notebook was completely filled.When she wrote that first page, she had been full of grievances, but now, she felt nothing but a hollow exhaustion.Turning her head, she looked through the window at the lemon tree in the garden.Ethan had planted it for her, claiming it symbolized their long, happy life together.Thinking about how beautiful that moment was only made the present feel all the more ironic.She took the notebook outside and buried it beneath the lemon tree.As she dragged her luggage out of the villa, a colleague from the hospital called, sounding apologetic. "Dr. Rossi, I'm so sorry to interrupt your time off. The director needs you to come to the hospital right away. He specifically requested you for a consultation."Since she was planning to hand in her resignation anyway, she changed her route and headed to the hospital first, asking the driver to drop her luggage off at her best friend Logan Foster's house.Three years ago, Ethan had been in a terrible car accident, and doctors declared he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.She abandoned her bright future and stayed by his side, studying rehabilitation therapy day and night to help him recover.To gain more clinical experience, she had even volunteered to work in the rehabilitation department at Harrington Memorial Hospital.Now that Ethan was back on his feet and looking like his old self, there was no reason for her to stay.Arriving at the hospital, Alaina walked past the VIP consultation rooms and overheard a familiar male voice."The swelling is pretty bad. It would be better to have Orthopedics take a look."Lily pouted in displeasure. "You called Alaina here to treat me without asking first. Does it hurt your heart to see her working?"A complex emotion flashed through Ethan's eyes.Seeing his silence, Lily let out an unhappy, coquettish huff, gesturing for him to step back. "You should just leave me alone. I don't want her getting the wrong idea.""She won't," Ethan replied firmly, immediately following up with a gentle command. "Stop moving around so much, or you'll make the injury worse."......Instantly, a wave of physical revulsion churned in her stomach.Alaina couldn't tell exactly where the pain was coming from, gasping for air as she gripped her forearm.That day, she had suffered from severe stomach cramps and passed out in her office without even realizing it.When she woke up, she was in the gastroenterology department receiving an IV drip, her forearm bandaged from a cut she sustained when she collapsed.The nurse mentioned they couldn't find any emergency contacts in her file and asked her to call a family member to accompany her for a scheduled endoscopy.She had called Ethan.He promised to be there right away, yet even long after she walked out of the endoscopy room, he never showed up.She sat outside the room, the anesthesia still wearing off, but her mind had never been clearer.When she got home, Ethan apologized with absolute sincerity.If it hadn't been for the trending gossip article popping up on her phone, showing Ethan accompanying Lily to a therapy clinic, she almost would have believed he genuinely had an emergency.Of course. In Ethan's mind, Lily's needs were always the top priority.And Alaina was permanently pushed to the bottom of the list.Seeing the article, Ethan casually brushed it off. "Lily isn't as strong or independent as you are. You're my wife. Don't stoop to bickering with a patient."She had almost burst into laughter right then and there. Only one thought echoed in her mind: it was time to end this.Pulling her thoughts back to the present, she cast one last glance at the intimate pair and walked calmly toward the office, her heart entirely numb."Dr. Rossi sure knows how to make people wait," the director snapped as soon as she walked in.Alaina didn't reply. Having been placed in this job through connections years ago, she was more than used to the snide remarks.The director rolled his eyes and hurried her along. "Stop dawdling and get to the VIP room. The CEO's girlfriend specifically asked for you."With a composed expression, she handed over her resignation letter. "Thank you, Director, and everyone else for all your support."The director stared at the envelope, completely stunned, while she left her staff badge on the desk and walked out without looking back.As she entered the main lobby, the large screen was broadcasting news from a few days ago, showing Ethan at the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the new Harrington Wellness Center.On camera, Ethan looked incredibly handsome in his tailored suit, his features effortlessly photogenic.No one would have guessed that just three years ago, he was a broken man confined to a wheelchair, seemingly abandoned by the world.He maintained a perfectly poised demeanor, treating everyone with gentle courtesy. His flawless upbringing shone through, radiating the clean, untouchable aura of wealthy elite.Unlike the playboys of high society, he rarely had any negative press. Ever since taking over Harrington Memorial, the media frequently hailed him as the business world's most watched rising star.Lily stood right behind him. With her stunning looks and her status as a corporate heiress, the two of them looked blindingly perfect together. In the eyes of the public, they were the ultimate power couple.As soon as the ribbon was cut, reporters rushed forward, eager for a scoop."Mr. Harrington, are the rumors true that you secretly married a mystery woman three years ago?""Is Ms. Summers the mystery woman?""Now that you've fully recovered, is Ms. Summers the person you want to thank the most?""Ms. Summers, when you went abroad three years ago, were you secretly accompanying Mr. Harrington for his treatments?""Are you two planning a wedding of the century? Will Lockwood Holdings and the Harrington Group be announcing new partnerships?"......Ethan simply smiled without answering. Like a perfect gentleman, he protectively wrapped his arm around Lily and guided her away from the press.......The young nurses huddled around the screen watching the gossip, giggling and screaming, completely envious of the seemingly perfect match made in heaven.Alaina pulled a sarcastic smile, finding the whole thing ridiculous. She had no desire to keep watching.Ever since Lily returned to the country, the two had been practically glued to each other, flaunting their inseparable bond wherever they went.Entertainment magazines serialized their childhood sweetheart romance like a cheesy soap opera.When the rumors flew everywhere, Ethan merely gave her a light lecture. "As Mrs. Harrington, you need to get used to these boring tabloids. Rumors stop with wise people. Don't take it to heart."She really didn't take it to heart.Clarity was something bought and paid for by piling new wounds over old scars. It was an incredibly expensive lesson.She turned to leave, only to see Ethan walking straight toward her—Ethan strode over, anxiously grabbing her wrist. "Lily sprained her ankle. She's been waiting for you."She stood her ground, pulling her hand free and shoving it into her pocket. "If she sprained her ankle, take the elevator to the third floor for Orthopedics," she replied coldly.Ethan froze for a few seconds, the chill returning to his eyes.Alaina remained entirely indifferent. Before he could speak again, she rolled up her sleeve to reveal the bandage wrapped around her forearm."When did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?" Ethan frowned, reaching out to gently inspect it.Alaina quietly rolled her sleeve back down, smoothly swatting his fingers away before they could touch her shoulder. "I signed the divorce papers and left them in the study," she said icily. "Take a good look at them when you get home tonight."Ethan's jaw tightened, and he awkwardly pulled his hand back.He let out a soft sigh, trying to keep his temper in check. "Lily's illness is my fault. We grew up together, and I can't just ignore her. I promise you, once this rough patch is over, everything will go back to normal."Alaina showed zero emotional reaction. "Ethan, save your breath. All I need from you is a signature."Ethan stared unblinkingly at her, his shoulders trembling slightly as he fought back his fury."You know damn well I won't do it," he said, lowering his voice. He hesitated for a long moment before summarizing his frustration in one sentence. "Forget it. You're being completely unreasonable."Hearing that, Alaina's stomach churned violently, making her feel so nauseous she almost threw up.Fighting through the discomfort, she said, "We'll talk when you've calmed down."Ethan stood in silence.Not wanting to waste another word, Alaina turned and walked away without looking back.She took a cab to Logan Foster's house. Her upset stomach finally settled a bit, and for the first time in a while, she felt a sense of relief.Logan was her childhood best friend and currently an attending physician in the gastroenterology department at Harrington Memorial.Knowing she was coming, Logan had rushed to swap shifts with a colleague, cleaned up the guest room, and cooked a massive spread to welcome her.As soon as she walked in, Logan gave her a huge hug. "Welcome home."The last time she fainted from stomach pain, it had scared Logan half to death.He pulled her to the dining table and immediately started issuing orders. "You're going to rest up here for a while. Stomach issues are no joke. You have to take this seriously."Alaina nodded obediently, her gaze drifting toward a framed photograph on the sideboard.It was from her freshman year of college—the highlight of her life when the embedded chip innovation she developed won the Science and Technology Progress Award.In the photo, she held the trophy high, leaning happily against her professor with a radiant smile.Her professor's eyes were full of pride, his grin stretching from ear to ear.Next to the photo sat numerous medals of honor, all inscribed with the name 'Dr. Franklin Foster.'Logan scooped some food onto her plate. "My old man went to a seminar and will be back in a few days. You two can have a good talk then and clear the air."Alaina offered a soft hum of agreement, but panic fluttered in her chest.She could never forget the sheer disappointment in Professor Foster's eyes when he found out she was throwing her career away for a man.Her passion for semiconductor research had started when she tagged along with Logan to sit in on one of the professor's lectures as a kid.Logan found the research dry and boring, flat-out refusing to follow in his father's footsteps.But Alaina was incredibly gifted, eventually becoming Dr. Foster's most promising protégé.Even Logan used to complain that Dr. Foster treated Alaina better than his own biological son.She hadn't let her mentor down, getting recruited into the university's corporate-backed research lab in her freshman year.While other students were still begging their parents for an allowance, she was already financially independent thanks to the lab's massive grants.She had promised the professor she would never waste everything he taught her, vowing to dedicate her life to semiconductor research.Right before Ethan's accident, the paperwork for her advanced studies in the United States had just been approved.Several top-tier tech firms were fighting to sign her to future contracts.If Lily hadn't come to her, intentionally feeding her the news of Ethan's accident, Alaina's life right now would look entirely different.Seeing her distressed look, Logan patted her shoulder. "The old man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Over the last few years, he's always asking me how you're doing. Just swallow your pride, sweet-talk him a little, and everything will be fine."Chapter 2"I just asked to postpone your birthday. Is it really necessary to throw a tantrum and demand a divorce?"Ethan Harrington frowned, shooting Alaina Rossi a cold glare.Alaina offered a bitter smile, too exhausted to even argue."I'm not throwing a tantrum. Just sign the papers."Her indifferent tone caused a flicker of panic in Ethan's eyes, though he tried his best to suppress his rising anger. "Lily has depression, and celebrating your birthday right now would trigger her and make her condition worse. Be a little more understanding and stop acting out."Understanding.Alaina was truly sick of that word.When Lily was cold and he brought her a jacket, Alaina was understanding.When Lily was hungry and he rushed over with food, Alaina was understanding.Even when Lily's pet dog sneezed, he dropped everything to take care of it."I'm done being understanding. Ethan, let's just go our separate ways," Alaina said softly."Are you absolutely sure about this?"Ethan stared at her, the chill in his gaze deepening. "Once you sign this, there's no going back. Are you really willing to leave me and give up your position as Mrs. Harrington?"Alaina frowned. What did he take her for?A beggar waiting for his scraps? A gold digger blinded by vanity?A suffocating wave of despair washed over her, bringing with it an agonizing sting that pierced her heart.The pain left her momentarily speechless."Forever love..."The custom ringtone he had set exclusively for that specific person chimed from Ethan's phone, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into warmth.A second later, a delicate, tearful voice leaked through the speaker.He rubbed his temples and quickly agreed, "Alright, I'll be right there."After hanging up, he looked back at Alaina, his tone returning to a cold detachment."Lily got hurt, so I need to go check on her. We'll celebrate your birthday another time. Go buy yourself a gift and cool off."Tossing a credit card onto the table, Ethan grabbed his car keys and strode toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he turned back with a final warning. "Don't ever mention divorce again. Alaina, I don't have the patience to coddle you every single time."The sound of his car speeding away soon echoed from outside.Alaina stared mournfully at the empty doorway, a mocking smile playing on her lips.He had no patience to comfort her, yet he had all the time in the world for Lily.Who was he really married to?It was truly laughable.Leaving the divorce papers and the credit card on the desk, she walked back to the bedroom to pack her things.Opening the notebook in her nightstand one last time, she looked at the first page, where she had written: 'Leave after 99 disappointments.'In just over two months, the entire notebook was completely filled.When she wrote that first page, she had been full of grievances, but now, she felt nothing but a hollow exhaustion.Turning her head, she looked through the window at the lemon tree in the garden.Ethan had planted it for her, claiming it symbolized their long, happy life together.Thinking about how beautiful that moment was only made the present feel all the more ironic.She took the notebook outside and buried it beneath the lemon tree.As she dragged her luggage out of the villa, a colleague from the hospital called, sounding apologetic. "Dr. Rossi, I'm so sorry to interrupt your time off. The director needs you to come to the hospital right away. He specifically requested you for a consultation."Since she was planning to hand in her resignation anyway, she changed her route and headed to the hospital first, asking the driver to drop her luggage off at her best friend Logan Foster's house.Three years ago, Ethan had been in a terrible car accident, and doctors declared he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.She abandoned her bright future and stayed by his side, studying rehabilitation therapy day and night to help him recover.To gain more clinical experience, she had even volunteered to work in the rehabilitation department at Harrington Memorial Hospital.Now that Ethan was back on his feet and looking like his old self, there was no reason for her to stay.Arriving at the hospital, Alaina walked past the VIP consultation rooms and overheard a familiar male voice."The swelling is pretty bad. It would be better to have Orthopedics take a look."Lily pouted in displeasure. "You called Alaina here to treat me without asking first. Does it hurt your heart to see her working?"A complex emotion flashed through Ethan's eyes.Seeing his silence, Lily let out an unhappy, coquettish huff, gesturing for him to step back. "You should just leave me alone. I don't want her getting the wrong idea.""She won't," Ethan replied firmly, immediately following up with a gentle command. "Stop moving around so much, or you'll make the injury worse."......Instantly, a wave of physical revulsion churned in her stomach.Alaina couldn't tell exactly where the pain was coming from, gasping for air as she gripped her forearm.That day, she had suffered from severe stomach cramps and passed out in her office without even realizing it.When she woke up, she was in the gastroenterology department receiving an IV drip, her forearm bandaged from a cut she sustained when she collapsed.The nurse mentioned they couldn't find any emergency contacts in her file and asked her to call a family member to accompany her for a scheduled endoscopy.She had called Ethan.He promised to be there right away, yet even long after she walked out of the endoscopy room, he never showed up.She sat outside the room, the anesthesia still wearing off, but her mind had never been clearer.When she got home, Ethan apologized with absolute sincerity.If it hadn't been for the trending gossip article popping up on her phone, showing Ethan accompanying Lily to a therapy clinic, she almost would have believed he genuinely had an emergency.Of course. In Ethan's mind, Lily's needs were always the top priority.And Alaina was permanently pushed to the bottom of the list.Seeing the article, Ethan casually brushed it off. "Lily isn't as strong or independent as you are. You're my wife. Don't stoop to bickering with a patient."She had almost burst into laughter right then and there. Only one thought echoed in her mind: it was time to end this.Pulling her thoughts back to the present, she cast one last glance at the intimate pair and walked calmly toward the office, her heart entirely numb."Dr. Rossi sure knows how to make people wait," the director snapped as soon as she walked in.Alaina didn't reply. Having been placed in this job through connections years ago, she was more than used to the snide remarks.The director rolled his eyes and hurried her along. "Stop dawdling and get to the VIP room. The CEO's girlfriend specifically asked for you."With a composed expression, she handed over her resignation letter. "Thank you, Director, and everyone else for all your support."The director stared at the envelope, completely stunned, while she left her staff badge on the desk and walked out without looking back.As she entered the main lobby, the large screen was broadcasting news from a few days ago, showing Ethan at the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the new Harrington Wellness Center.On camera, Ethan looked incredibly handsome in his tailored suit, his features effortlessly photogenic.No one would have guessed that just three years ago, he was a broken man confined to a wheelchair, seemingly abandoned by the world.He maintained a perfectly poised demeanor, treating everyone with gentle courtesy. His flawless upbringing shone through, radiating the clean, untouchable aura of wealthy elite.Unlike the playboys of high society, he rarely had any negative press. Ever since taking over Harrington Memorial, the media frequently hailed him as the business world's most watched rising star.Lily stood right behind him. With her stunning looks and her status as a corporate heiress, the two of them looked blindingly perfect together. In the eyes of the public, they were the ultimate power couple.As soon as the ribbon was cut, reporters rushed forward, eager for a scoop."Mr. Harrington, are the rumors true that you secretly married a mystery woman three years ago?""Is Ms. Summers the mystery woman?""Now that you've fully recovered, is Ms. Summers the person you want to thank the most?""Ms. Summers, when you went abroad three years ago, were you secretly accompanying Mr. Harrington for his treatments?""Are you two planning a wedding of the century? Will Lockwood Holdings and the Harrington Group be announcing new partnerships?"......Ethan simply smiled without answering. Like a perfect gentleman, he protectively wrapped his arm around Lily and guided her away from the press.......The young nurses huddled around the screen watching the gossip, giggling and screaming, completely envious of the seemingly perfect match made in heaven.Alaina pulled a sarcastic smile, finding the whole thing ridiculous. She had no desire to keep watching.Ever since Lily returned to the country, the two had been practically glued to each other, flaunting their inseparable bond wherever they went.Entertainment magazines serialized their childhood sweetheart romance like a cheesy soap opera.When the rumors flew everywhere, Ethan merely gave her a light lecture. "As Mrs. Harrington, you need to get used to these boring tabloids. Rumors stop with wise people. Don't take it to heart."She really didn't take it to heart.Clarity was something bought and paid for by piling new wounds over old scars. It was an incredibly expensive lesson.She turned to leave, only to see Ethan walking straight toward her—Ethan strode over, anxiously grabbing her wrist. "Lily sprained her ankle. She's been waiting for you."She stood her ground, pulling her hand free and shoving it into her pocket. "If she sprained her ankle, take the elevator to the third floor for Orthopedics," she replied coldly.Ethan froze for a few seconds, the chill returning to his eyes.Alaina remained entirely indifferent. Before he could speak again, she rolled up her sleeve to reveal the bandage wrapped around her forearm."When did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?" Ethan frowned, reaching out to gently inspect it.Alaina quietly rolled her sleeve back down, smoothly swatting his fingers away before they could touch her shoulder. "I signed the divorce papers and left them in the study," she said icily. "Take a good look at them when you get home tonight."Ethan's jaw tightened, and he awkwardly pulled his hand back.He let out a soft sigh, trying to keep his temper in check. "Lily's illness is my fault. We grew up together, and I can't just ignore her. I promise you, once this rough patch is over, everything will go back to normal."Alaina showed zero emotional reaction. "Ethan, save your breath. All I need from you is a signature."Ethan stared unblinkingly at her, his shoulders trembling slightly as he fought back his fury."You know damn well I won't do it," he said, lowering his voice. He hesitated for a long moment before summarizing his frustration in one sentence. "Forget it. You're being completely unreasonable."Hearing that, Alaina's stomach churned violently, making her feel so nauseous she almost threw up.Fighting through the discomfort, she said, "We'll talk when you've calmed down."Ethan stood in silence.Not wanting to waste another word, Alaina turned and walked away without looking back.She took a cab to Logan Foster's house. Her upset stomach finally settled a bit, and for the first time in a while, she felt a sense of relief.Logan was her childhood best friend and currently an attending physician in the gastroenterology department at Harrington Memorial.Knowing she was coming, Logan had rushed to swap shifts with a colleague, cleaned up the guest room, and cooked a massive spread to welcome her.As soon as she walked in, Logan gave her a huge hug. "Welcome home."The last time she fainted from stomach pain, it had scared Logan half to death.He pulled her to the dining table and immediately started issuing orders. "You're going to rest up here for a while. Stomach issues are no joke. You have to take this seriously."Alaina nodded obediently, her gaze drifting toward a framed photograph on the sideboard.It was from her freshman year of college—the highlight of her life when the embedded chip innovation she developed won the Science and Technology Progress Award.In the photo, she held the trophy high, leaning happily against her professor with a radiant smile.Her professor's eyes were full of pride, his grin stretching from ear to ear.Next to the photo sat numerous medals of honor, all inscribed with the name 'Dr. Franklin Foster.'Logan scooped some food onto her plate. "My old man went to a seminar and will be back in a few days. You two can have a good talk then and clear the air."Alaina offered a soft hum of agreement, but panic fluttered in her chest.She could never forget the sheer disappointment in Professor Foster's eyes when he found out she was throwing her career away for a man.Her passion for semiconductor research had started when she tagged along with Logan to sit in on one of the professor's lectures as a kid.Logan found the research dry and boring, flat-out refusing to follow in his father's footsteps.But Alaina was incredibly gifted, eventually becoming Dr. Foster's most promising protégé.Even Logan used to complain that Dr. Foster treated Alaina better than his own biological son.She hadn't let her mentor down, getting recruited into the university's corporate-backed research lab in her freshman year.While other students were still begging their parents for an allowance, she was already financially independent thanks to the lab's massive grants.She had promised the professor she would never waste everything he taught her, vowing to dedicate her life to semiconductor research.Right before Ethan's accident, the paperwork for her advanced studies in the United States had just been approved.Several top-tier tech firms were fighting to sign her to future contracts.If Lily hadn't come to her, intentionally feeding her the news of Ethan's accident, Alaina's life right now would look entirely different.Seeing her distressed look, Logan patted her shoulder. "The old man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Over the last few years, he's always asking me how you're doing. Just swallow your pride, sweet-talk him a little, and everything will be fine."Chapter 3"I just asked to postpone your birthday. Is it really necessary to throw a tantrum and demand a divorce?"Ethan Harrington frowned, shooting Alaina Rossi a cold glare.Alaina offered a bitter smile, too exhausted to even argue."I'm not throwing a tantrum. Just sign the papers."Her indifferent tone caused a flicker of panic in Ethan's eyes, though he tried his best to suppress his rising anger. "Lily has depression, and celebrating your birthday right now would trigger her and make her condition worse. Be a little more understanding and stop acting out."Understanding.Alaina was truly sick of that word.When Lily was cold and he brought her a jacket, Alaina was understanding.When Lily was hungry and he rushed over with food, Alaina was understanding.Even when Lily's pet dog sneezed, he dropped everything to take care of it."I'm done being understanding. Ethan, let's just go our separate ways," Alaina said softly."Are you absolutely sure about this?"Ethan stared at her, the chill in his gaze deepening. "Once you sign this, there's no going back. Are you really willing to leave me and give up your position as Mrs. Harrington?"Alaina frowned. What did he take her for?A beggar waiting for his scraps? A gold digger blinded by vanity?A suffocating wave of despair washed over her, bringing with it an agonizing sting that pierced her heart.The pain left her momentarily speechless."Forever love..."The custom ringtone he had set exclusively for that specific person chimed from Ethan's phone, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into warmth.A second later, a delicate, tearful voice leaked through the speaker.He rubbed his temples and quickly agreed, "Alright, I'll be right there."After hanging up, he looked back at Alaina, his tone returning to a cold detachment."Lily got hurt, so I need to go check on her. We'll celebrate your birthday another time. Go buy yourself a gift and cool off."Tossing a credit card onto the table, Ethan grabbed his car keys and strode toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he turned back with a final warning. "Don't ever mention divorce again. Alaina, I don't have the patience to coddle you every single time."The sound of his car speeding away soon echoed from outside.Alaina stared mournfully at the empty doorway, a mocking smile playing on her lips.He had no patience to comfort her, yet he had all the time in the world for Lily.Who was he really married to?It was truly laughable.Leaving the divorce papers and the credit card on the desk, she walked back to the bedroom to pack her things.Opening the notebook in her nightstand one last time, she looked at the first page, where she had written: 'Leave after 99 disappointments.'In just over two months, the entire notebook was completely filled.When she wrote that first page, she had been full of grievances, but now, she felt nothing but a hollow exhaustion.Turning her head, she looked through the window at the lemon tree in the garden.Ethan had planted it for her, claiming it symbolized their long, happy life together.Thinking about how beautiful that moment was only made the present feel all the more ironic.She took the notebook outside and buried it beneath the lemon tree.As she dragged her luggage out of the villa, a colleague from the hospital called, sounding apologetic. "Dr. Rossi, I'm so sorry to interrupt your time off. The director needs you to come to the hospital right away. He specifically requested you for a consultation."Since she was planning to hand in her resignation anyway, she changed her route and headed to the hospital first, asking the driver to drop her luggage off at her best friend Logan Foster's house.Three years ago, Ethan had been in a terrible car accident, and doctors declared he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.She abandoned her bright future and stayed by his side, studying rehabilitation therapy day and night to help him recover.To gain more clinical experience, she had even volunteered to work in the rehabilitation department at Harrington Memorial Hospital.Now that Ethan was back on his feet and looking like his old self, there was no reason for her to stay.Arriving at the hospital, Alaina walked past the VIP consultation rooms and overheard a familiar male voice."The swelling is pretty bad. It would be better to have Orthopedics take a look."Lily pouted in displeasure. "You called Alaina here to treat me without asking first. Does it hurt your heart to see her working?"A complex emotion flashed through Ethan's eyes.Seeing his silence, Lily let out an unhappy, coquettish huff, gesturing for him to step back. "You should just leave me alone. I don't want her getting the wrong idea.""She won't," Ethan replied firmly, immediately following up with a gentle command. "Stop moving around so much, or you'll make the injury worse."......Instantly, a wave of physical revulsion churned in her stomach.Alaina couldn't tell exactly where the pain was coming from, gasping for air as she gripped her forearm.That day, she had suffered from severe stomach cramps and passed out in her office without even realizing it.When she woke up, she was in the gastroenterology department receiving an IV drip, her forearm bandaged from a cut she sustained when she collapsed.The nurse mentioned they couldn't find any emergency contacts in her file and asked her to call a family member to accompany her for a scheduled endoscopy.She had called Ethan.He promised to be there right away, yet even long after she walked out of the endoscopy room, he never showed up.She sat outside the room, the anesthesia still wearing off, but her mind had never been clearer.When she got home, Ethan apologized with absolute sincerity.If it hadn't been for the trending gossip article popping up on her phone, showing Ethan accompanying Lily to a therapy clinic, she almost would have believed he genuinely had an emergency.Of course. In Ethan's mind, Lily's needs were always the top priority.And Alaina was permanently pushed to the bottom of the list.Seeing the article, Ethan casually brushed it off. "Lily isn't as strong or independent as you are. You're my wife. Don't stoop to bickering with a patient."She had almost burst into laughter right then and there. Only one thought echoed in her mind: it was time to end this.Pulling her thoughts back to the present, she cast one last glance at the intimate pair and walked calmly toward the office, her heart entirely numb."Dr. Rossi sure knows how to make people wait," the director snapped as soon as she walked in.Alaina didn't reply. Having been placed in this job through connections years ago, she was more than used to the snide remarks.The director rolled his eyes and hurried her along. "Stop dawdling and get to the VIP room. The CEO's girlfriend specifically asked for you."With a composed expression, she handed over her resignation letter. "Thank you, Director, and everyone else for all your support."The director stared at the envelope, completely stunned, while she left her staff badge on the desk and walked out without looking back.As she entered the main lobby, the large screen was broadcasting news from a few days ago, showing Ethan at the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the new Harrington Wellness Center.On camera, Ethan looked incredibly handsome in his tailored suit, his features effortlessly photogenic.No one would have guessed that just three years ago, he was a broken man confined to a wheelchair, seemingly abandoned by the world.He maintained a perfectly poised demeanor, treating everyone with gentle courtesy. His flawless upbringing shone through, radiating the clean, untouchable aura of wealthy elite.Unlike the playboys of high society, he rarely had any negative press. Ever since taking over Harrington Memorial, the media frequently hailed him as the business world's most watched rising star.Lily stood right behind him. With her stunning looks and her status as a corporate heiress, the two of them looked blindingly perfect together. In the eyes of the public, they were the ultimate power couple.As soon as the ribbon was cut, reporters rushed forward, eager for a scoop."Mr. Harrington, are the rumors true that you secretly married a mystery woman three years ago?""Is Ms. Summers the mystery woman?""Now that you've fully recovered, is Ms. Summers the person you want to thank the most?""Ms. Summers, when you went abroad three years ago, were you secretly accompanying Mr. Harrington for his treatments?""Are you two planning a wedding of the century? Will Lockwood Holdings and the Harrington Group be announcing new partnerships?"......Ethan simply smiled without answering. Like a perfect gentleman, he protectively wrapped his arm around Lily and guided her away from the press.......The young nurses huddled around the screen watching the gossip, giggling and screaming, completely envious of the seemingly perfect match made in heaven.Alaina pulled a sarcastic smile, finding the whole thing ridiculous. She had no desire to keep watching.Ever since Lily returned to the country, the two had been practically glued to each other, flaunting their inseparable bond wherever they went.Entertainment magazines serialized their childhood sweetheart romance like a cheesy soap opera.When the rumors flew everywhere, Ethan merely gave her a light lecture. "As Mrs. Harrington, you need to get used to these boring tabloids. Rumors stop with wise people. Don't take it to heart."She really didn't take it to heart.Clarity was something bought and paid for by piling new wounds over old scars. It was an incredibly expensive lesson.She turned to leave, only to see Ethan walking straight toward her—Ethan strode over, anxiously grabbing her wrist. "Lily sprained her ankle. She's been waiting for you."She stood her ground, pulling her hand free and shoving it into her pocket. "If she sprained her ankle, take the elevator to the third floor for Orthopedics," she replied coldly.Ethan froze for a few seconds, the chill returning to his eyes.Alaina remained entirely indifferent. Before he could speak again, she rolled up her sleeve to reveal the bandage wrapped around her forearm."When did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?" Ethan frowned, reaching out to gently inspect it.Alaina quietly rolled her sleeve back down, smoothly swatting his fingers away before they could touch her shoulder. "I signed the divorce papers and left them in the study," she said icily. "Take a good look at them when you get home tonight."Ethan's jaw tightened, and he awkwardly pulled his hand back.He let out a soft sigh, trying to keep his temper in check. "Lily's illness is my fault. We grew up together, and I can't just ignore her. I promise you, once this rough patch is over, everything will go back to normal."Alaina showed zero emotional reaction. "Ethan, save your breath. All I need from you is a signature."Ethan stared unblinkingly at her, his shoulders trembling slightly as he fought back his fury."You know damn well I won't do it," he said, lowering his voice. He hesitated for a long moment before summarizing his frustration in one sentence. "Forget it. You're being completely unreasonable."Hearing that, Alaina's stomach churned violently, making her feel so nauseous she almost threw up.Fighting through the discomfort, she said, "We'll talk when you've calmed down."Ethan stood in silence.Not wanting to waste another word, Alaina turned and walked away without looking back.She took a cab to Logan Foster's house. Her upset stomach finally settled a bit, and for the first time in a while, she felt a sense of relief.Logan was her childhood best friend and currently an attending physician in the gastroenterology department at Harrington Memorial.Knowing she was coming, Logan had rushed to swap shifts with a colleague, cleaned up the guest room, and cooked a massive spread to welcome her.As soon as she walked in, Logan gave her a huge hug. "Welcome home."The last time she fainted from stomach pain, it had scared Logan half to death.He pulled her to the dining table and immediately started issuing orders. "You're going to rest up here for a while. Stomach issues are no joke. You have to take this seriously."Alaina nodded obediently, her gaze drifting toward a framed photograph on the sideboard.It was from her freshman year of college—the highlight of her life when the embedded chip innovation she developed won the Science and Technology Progress Award.In the photo, she held the trophy high, leaning happily against her professor with a radiant smile.Her professor's eyes were full of pride, his grin stretching from ear to ear.Next to the photo sat numerous medals of honor, all inscribed with the name 'Dr. Franklin Foster.'Logan scooped some food onto her plate. "My old man went to a seminar and will be back in a few days. You two can have a good talk then and clear the air."Alaina offered a soft hum of agreement, but panic fluttered in her chest.She could never forget the sheer disappointment in Professor Foster's eyes when he found out she was throwing her career away for a man.Her passion for semiconductor research had started when she tagged along with Logan to sit in on one of the professor's lectures as a kid.Logan found the research dry and boring, flat-out refusing to follow in his father's footsteps.But Alaina was incredibly gifted, eventually becoming Dr. Foster's most promising protégé.Even Logan used to complain that Dr. Foster treated Alaina better than his own biological son.She hadn't let her mentor down, getting recruited into the university's corporate-backed research lab in her freshman year.While other students were still begging their parents for an allowance, she was already financially independent thanks to the lab's massive grants.She had promised the professor she would never waste everything he taught her, vowing to dedicate her life to semiconductor research.Right before Ethan's accident, the paperwork for her advanced studies in the United States had just been approved.Several top-tier tech firms were fighting to sign her to future contracts.If Lily hadn't come to her, intentionally feeding her the news of Ethan's accident, Alaina's life right now would look entirely different.Seeing her distressed look, Logan patted her shoulder. "The old man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Over the last few years, he's always asking me how you're doing. Just swallow your pride, sweet-talk him a little, and everything will be fine."