Chapter 2
As the clock struck midnight, Kayce Campbell stumbled drunkenly through the door. Seeing Alexandra Morris already asleep, he hiccuped and threw an arm around her, mumbling in his intoxication.
“Hey, sweetheart, I had such an awesome day today.”
Alexandra kept her eyes closed, tears silently streaming down her cheeks, soaking into the pillow.
Awesome? Was he really enjoying his time away from her so much?
Since their marriage, Alexandra had been the driving force behind his rise in her father’s eyes. She had bolstered his company’s success by attributing every achievement to him and even considered putting him at the helm of the Morris Group’s future.
Yet, he was planning to leave her, in pursuit of some illusion of freedom.
If that was the case, she would give him exactly what he wanted.
Pretending all was well, she went about her routine and, the next morning, drove him to the airport as usual.
During the drive, Kayce’s gaze lingered on her, as if capturing every glance was crucial.
He said, “Sweetheart, you look stunning. I can never get enough of you!”
“If only I didn’t have to travel for work, I’d be home with you all the time.”
At this, Alexandra replied quietly, “I can talk to my father about assigning your work to someone else.”
This way, he wouldn’t need to travel.
As she spoke, she glanced at him. His face went pale, as if he had bitten into something bitter.
After a moment, he forced a smile and said, “Sweetheart, I know you mean well, but I want to prove myself to your dad.”
She didn’t even need to look at his face to know it was all an act.
At the airport, he gave her a warm hug, reluctant to let go.
“Sweetheart, this is far enough.”
“It’s windy out; head back inside so you don’t catch a cold.”
With a cool demeanor, she nodded and turned away, not looking back as she walked off.
As she reached the corner, she turned back and felt her heart sink.
There, at the ticket gate, Kayce was warmly embracing Chelsea Knight, laughing and chatting together.
Even though she had suspected it, seeing it with her own eyes still hurt deeply.
Silently, she took out her phone, snapped a photo, and hurried to her car.
Gripping the steering wheel, tears flowed unchecked.
If Kayce was tired of her, if he no longer loved her, he could have simply told her. They could have parted as adults.
There was no need for deception, sneaking around with Chelsea behind her back.
His actions not only betrayed their relationship but made her feel like all her efforts were a ridiculous joke.
Back home, Alexandra tossed the car keys onto the sofa, her eyes landing on a large gift box Kayce had given her.
She picked up a paring knife from the table and started tearing into the gift he had brought.
As he had claimed, it contained thirty items: puzzles, building blocks, coloring books, a pop-up photo album…
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Three years together, and this is how he tries to appease her?
The whole box of presents was worth less than a single dinner.
When they first started dating, he promised her the moon and stars, picking up extra shifts just to take her to a concert.
Now, since they were married, she only received trivial trinkets.
Even for Chelsea’s birthday, Kayce had given her a diamond bracelet worth ten thousand dollars.
And yet, as his supposed wife, Alexandra got nothing but a pile of toys.
It wasn’t that he didn’t know what she liked; he simply didn’t care enough to bother.
