When I caught Julian Vance in bed for the eighth time. I didn't scream, nor did I make a scene. Just handed the coat to the girl, calmly said: "Leave through the back door of the villa." The girl looked at me carefully, fled as if escaping. And Julian leaned on the headboard, looking at me, slowly smoked a cigarette: "It's the little girl's first time here, not easy, don't scare her." "She is different from you, I don't want her to feel wronged." "Today is her birthday, I have to accompany her tonight, won't come back." I lowered my eyes, only softly responded, didn't argue much. After all, Julian seems not to know yet. That little girl, is HIV Positive. ... Chapter 1 Condoms scattered all over the floor, air still has a faint fishy smell. I put on a mask, opened the window, started to air out the room. Didn't look at him again. Instead he, blowing smoke rings, looked at me with interest: "Why no divorce trouble today, thought it through?" I turned my back to him, fingers paused on the window sill, then continued to push open the window. "Mm," my voice very light, "Thought it through." Julian sneered. "Should have thought it through long ago," he lazily got up, started dressing, "Families like ours, marriage to the end, playing separately is the norm. Best if you can figure it out, save everyone embarrassment." I turned around, quietly watched him button his shirt. Four years of marriage, he is still handsome, that cynical carelessness between eyebrows, still can easily make young girls heart move. "Really not coming back tonight?" I asked. "Not coming back." He fastened his belt, glanced at me, "Why, today is some special day?" I shook my head: "Just asking." He shrugged, picked up the watch on the bedside table and put it on—Patek Philippe limited edition, my birthday gift to him last year. "Right," when walking to the door, he suddenly stopped, "Condoms at home not enough, you find time to buy some." "Okay." Door closed. I stood by the window for a while longer, until saw his car lights cut through the night, disappear at the end of the tree-lined avenue. Then I picked up the phone, dialed a number. "He left," I said, "Can start cleaning." Five minutes later, three people wearing protective suits entered the room. They neatly cleaned up the condoms scattered on the floor, wiped every corner with special disinfectant, removed all sheets and bedding into sealed bags. The leading middle-aged woman nodded to me: "Miss Serena, all handled. You rest assured, won't leave any infection risk." "Hard work," I said, "Especially this bedroom, must disinfect thoroughly." "Understood." I exited the room, closed the door. Corridor lights gently spilled on the dark floor, wedding photos hung on the wall. In the photo I wore a wedding dress, smiled shyly and brilliantly, Julian held my waist, looked at me gently. At that time we were intimate, loving extraordinary. But now, there painted with piercing love hearts by different women using lipstick. I was also caused by his lovers, lost two children, hard to conceive again. I calmly looked once, turned and left, then walked down stairs. On the coffee table in the living room sat a cake box. I picked up the included candle, inserted one on the cake, lit it. Julian only remembered today is his little girl's birthday. But habitually forgot, today is also my and his fourth wedding anniversary. Also my birthday. Flame danced, I stared at that cluster of fire for a long time, then blew it out. Actually originally, I was going to sue for divorce. But now, I don't want to. I want his inheritance of hundreds of millions. I want all his money and power. Chapter 2 Consecutive five days, Julian didn't come back. But his little girl seemed to get some tacit permission, punctually sent messages and videos to me. [Sister, he said I am the kind of person he really wants.] [Sister, he said wife like you who only guards home, he long tired of.] [Tonight he not going back again, you sleep alone cold not cold?] I didn't reply a single one. Just took medicine on time, physical exam on time, sleep on time, then as usual let assistant classify and archive these screenshots. And sixth night, Julian called me. That time I was in Private Clinic, just finished a set of checks, sitting on the bench in the corridor waiting for results. On the phone his voice hoarse, carrying some panting after indulgence. "Serena Sterling," he called my name, "Recently someone photographed me and Lily. Tomorrow there is an interview, you come to the company, help her clarify." I silenced for two seconds. "Clarify what?" "Just say all misunderstanding, say she is just student I sponsored, you were also at scene then," he paused, "You know, she is young, can't handle these public opinions." I looked down at the needle mark not yet dispersed on back of my hand. "Okay." I said. Phone end obviously sighed relief. "Still you sensible," his tone softened, "Tonight I go back accompany you? Aren't we also long time no..." "I these two days not convenient," I lowered eyes, interrupted him, "Period." Phone end quiet for an instant. "...Fine ba." He somewhat disappointed, but soon restored that coaxing tone, "Then you sleep early, don't think wild." Hung up phone, I looked at the black screen, suddenly wanted to laugh a bit. He thought I was keeping body for him. But didn't know, I just simply felt dirty. Next day interview, arranged in group building first floor lobby. Media came very complete, long guns short cannons, aimed at us this pair of "Model Couple". I held Julian's arm, makeup exquisite, smiled gentle and decent. When asked about those ambiguous rumors, he subconsciously looked at me. I took the microphone for him. "Indeed misunderstanding," I smiled and said, "Miss Lily is student my husband sponsored, recently health not good, he took care few more times, photographed by people with intention, then rumored like this. Hope everyone don't over interpret." Someone below pursued: "Does Mrs. Vance really not mind at all?" I turned head look Julian, eyes full of reliance and trust. "I of course believe him." That moment, strength he held my wrist, obviously tightened a bit. But interview proceeded half, his phone received a message. Julian's face, almost instantly changed. He stood up, didn't even have time to look at me. "Sorry, temporary urgent matter." He finished this sentence to host, already turned and walked out. I still sat in place, hand holding microphone. Media below a burst of commotion. Someone loudly asked: "Mr. Vance, is it because of Miss Lily? Heard she hospitalized?" His steps paused a bit. Then walked without looking back. I alone, sat in place with brightest lights, cleaned up mess for him, continued to finish acting that "Husband Wife Deep Love" play for him. After dismissal, assistant carefully asked me: "Madam, are you okay?" I stood up, tidied skirt hem, smiled. "Quite good." Is really quite good. Because I know, he again pushed for me towards finish line, a push. That night, he didn't come home. Only sent me a message: [She fever severe, I in hospital. You sleep first.] I replied a word: [Good.] Then, I thought thought what, sent another sentence: [My mom health bit not good, I tomorrow want go back hometown a trip, about a month come back.] [Want me accompany you go?] [Not big matter, I go just fine.] [Good.] Finished sending message, I sighed relief, put phone aside, continue flip look that report newly delivered. Above clearly wrote few words. ——Incubation period passed, possess infectivity. Chapter 3 Next morning early, I packed luggage left villa. When car drove out of tree-lined avenue, I looked at that house lived four years from rearview mirror. Morning fog hasn't dispersed, gray white light caged whole garden. Garden planted full red roses. This was he back then let people air transport from France, just because I said a sentence like. Golden branch jade leaf Old Money Heir, then spent few months accompany me personal hand planted these nine hundred ninety nine roses. That time to achieve max degree beauty, he even rose layout personal stayed up night changed nine versions. I that time still laughed him: "You a big man, how compare me still particular." He lowered head kissed on my forehead: "That is because this is our home." Our home. I moved away sight, leaned on seat, closed eyes. Now lovers he brought back emerge endlessly, roses also only me one person still taking care. Our home, long became their home. I didn't go back hometown, but directly went to a nursing home in suburbs. Doctor already waiting me. "Miss Serena, according to current data, you side no infection sign," he flipped report, "But for absolute safety, next one month you best all don't have intimate contact with anyone." "I understand." I nodded. "As for Mr. Julian side..." He paused, didn't finish. "Continue observe just fine." I finished for him, "Have any result, first time tell me." I lived into a small building most inside nursing home. Daily life simple and regular, recheck, take medicine, read, walk. Like patiently, waiting a countdown. Seventh night, Julian called me. That was after I left, he first time active contact me. When phone connected, that end very noisy, like in social drinking bureau. "Where at?" He asked, tone bit impatient. "Hometown." I said very calm. "Why so long not reply message?" He frowned, "I these two days bit uncomfortable, maybe too tired. When you come back?" "Not sure," I soft voice said, "My mom side still want see again." He obviously some unhappy, but still suppressed temper: "Fine ba, then you take care yourself." Before hang up, he added a sentence: "Right, Lily feels better, discharged, little girl in city no others know, I also not good let her always stay hotel, these days I let her move into villa, live is your bedroom, you come back don't strange, also don't think too much." I "Mn" a sound. Of course won't think much. Because that originally, is place I chose for them. Passed another four days. This time, is his assistant called me. Voice on phone very panic. "Madam, Mr. Vance accident." My fingers holding phone, slightly tightened. "What happen to him?" "Last night high fever not retreat, this morning sent to hospital, doctor... doctor said situation bit complex, let family as soon as possible go a trip." I silent two seconds. "Which hospital?" Assistant reported address. Exactly the one Lily lived before. "I know," I said, "I will rush over ASAP." Hung up phone, I sat by bed, lowered head looking at that quiet lawn outside window. Sunlight very good. Good not like want happen what bad thing. Doctor knocked door come in. "Miss Serena," he looked at me, "You want go out?" "Mn." I stood up, "Go see my husband." He wish speak again stop, finally only said a sentence: "You yourself pay attention safety." I smiled, put on mask. "Rest assured." I cherish life more than anyone. Chapter 4 When car drove into city, my phone lit again. Is message sent by Julian. [Where?] I looked at those two words, passed very long, then replied. [On way.] [I bit uncomfortable.] [Doctor looking.] He probably is really uneasy. Before he sick, always me by bed guarding. Feed water, feed medicine, whole night not sleep. He used to I definitely will be there. And this time, he can only find me across screen. I didn't reply again. Hospital disinfectant smell very heavy. Assistant waiting me at door, face compare I imagine still ugly. "Madam," he lowered voice, "Doctor already gave Mr. Vance did preliminary check, suggest... do further special detection." I nodded: "I know." Push open ward door time, Julian right lean on bed head infusion. He thin a bit, face color very bad. Seeing me that moment, he obviously stunned a bit, immediately sighed relief. "You came." That instant, reliance in his eyes, almost instinct. I walked over, put bag aside. "Where uncomfortable?" "Whole body no strength," he frowned, "Head also pain. Doctor said maybe infection." He said very casual. Like saying a normal cold. I tucked quilt corner for him, action as always gentle. "Don't worry," I soft voice said, "Will be good." He looked at me, suddenly reached hand, grabbed my wrist. "Serena Sterling," his voice bit hoarse, "This while... hard work you." I lowered head, looking at that hand grabbing me. Knuckles slender, once countless times, held me walked through crowd. "We are husband and wife." I said. He then like put down heart, slowly closed eyes. Not pass long, doctor came in call me out talk. Corridor very long. Before he hand that report to me, looked me one eye. "Miss Serena, result out." I took over, sight fall on most critical that line words. ——Confirm Infection. I very calm. Calm to, even myself feel bit surprised. "Does he know now?" I asked. "Temporary not yet," doctor said, "This situation, suggest by family to inform." I nodded. "I come ba." Back to ward time, Julian still sleeping. Sunlight outside window fall on his face, quiet and innocent. Like nothing has started yet. I sat by bed, looked him very long. Then, gently called a sound. "Julian Vance." He opened eyes: "Mn?" I looked at him, tone as always gentle. "Doctor said, you got a not too good disease." He stunned. "What disease?" I didn't immediately answer. Just slowly, put that report, in front of him.
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