Chapter 2

My name is Caia Xiu, a missus from an affluent family which specializes in brewery.

My mother love Western names and thus, I was named before the meaning of joy.

I am the pearl of the family, the apple in everyone's eyes, I was love by everyone including the maids in our house. My father spoiled me too much according to my mother though she did the same well as father did. They couldn't have another child again due to my mother's health so I remain their only child.

Because of that, my father made an agreement with his best friend, Uncle An, to marry his first born son to me.

And that was the start of my doom.

We were childhood friends and I always grew restless whenever I was separated to An Yi Wei.

The An family is also a well know family in this land. Moreover, they dominated the business markets and is always on the news. Despite that, they were good people.

But blood is still thicker than water.

The times where I was dismissed by their great heir, they would always console me with their words and gifts.

I was naive back then, thinking I could make him love me.

But that was the biggest lie I ever told myself.

I was married to him for five years and I can count how many times I've talk to him since the day of our marriage.

I was abandoned the time we went inside our house.

Or should I say my house.

It felt cold and lonely. I never hired any caretaker for this house since I've lived in this for a long time.

An Yi Wei is a sly two faced beast in human clothing. He's merciless to his opponents, a cold blooded man with no sympathy towards his enemies.

He's a man that is perfect all over. His silky black hair and a tall bridged nose and sharp jawline. His eyelashes were thick and black framing his raven eyes.

He is a genius in everything whether it's in school or in the business world, he's athletic and he's a rationalized man who only strives for perfection.

He looks like he's been carved off of God's hands and was gifted to us.

But to me, he's the devil.

I could still remember the pain, the chills on my back whenever he looked at me. He's a monster in my eyes, but I was always drawn to him like a moth towards a fire.

And I hated him, but not anymore.

I loved him, but not anymore.

It's not like I don't want to avoid him, it's because but I can't, physically.

My body isn't in my control and so I am always deemed as the villain in this story.