My CEO Wife's Deadly Secret

Sophia's lips were warm against mine, and my mind was blank.

Suddenly, she grabbed me and said, "Let's go get married."

Just like that, she dragged me to the courthouse, and we registered our marriage.

Everything felt like a dream.

That day, I stared at our marriage certificate with a stupid grin on my face for hours. It was the happiest day of my life.

If only I had not known she had set this whole thing up, and that I was the target of her scheme.

If only I had not known she did all of this for another man.

The dream shattered instantly, revealing what it truly was. It was nothing more than a beautifully decorated illusion.

I should have seen it clearly from the moment she kept dragging her feet about getting our marriage license.

What kind of powerful family would simply ignore someone like me without even mocking or humiliating me? They had only been keeping me around to keep me under control.

I sat in the dimly lit living room, staring at the pocket watch Mom had left behind.

"Mom, you were right. I should've listened. We were always from two different worlds, and we never stood a chance."

I ran my fingers over the watch, hoping it could somehow replace Mom and forgive all my foolishness over the years.

I had already signed the divorce papers. All that was left was Sophia's signature, and I would finally be free.

That evening, I finally heard the front door open. Immediately after, laughter and playful banter between two people echoed throughout the living room.

The contrast to the previous deathly silence was stark.

Sophia walked into the living room and met my cold stare. For a split second, I actually saw a flash of panic in her eyes. Then, her expression filled with nothing but displeasure.

"Why aren't the lights on? What, are you worried about the electric bill?"

She then pulled a Richard Mille Black Knight watch out of her bag. "When you wear this watch, make sure you put on the clothes I bought you too. Otherwise, people will think you're wearing a fake, and you'll embarrass me."

She tossed the watch directly at me.

Normally, that gesture meant she was giving me a way to step down from an argument. But I no longer fell for that trick.

It was a Richard Mille Black Warrior watch, with no box or bag, and even someone as inexperienced as me could tell it was fake at a glance. After all, I had already seen the real one on Nathan's wrist.

Nonetheless, it no longer mattered.

I simply threw the divorce papers straight at Sophia's face. "Sign it."

She did not catch it, and the papers fell to the floor.

The moment she read the words on the document, her face twisted with anger. "Lucas, what the hell is this supposed to mean?"

I remained calm as I replied, "Sophia, do you not understand plain English? Sign it!"

I threw the pen onto the coffee table. "Hurry up and sign so we can get this over with. Stop dragging your feet."

Sophia, who had been furious just a second ago, let out a cold laugh the next. She raised an eyebrow as she looked me up and down, her tone contemptuous.

"Oh, I get it now. Lucas, this was your mom's idea, wasn't it? Playing hard to get? Threatening me with divorce so you can push for more and get what you want. You just want money, right? I've told you a million times, if you need money, just go to my assistant.

"Don't bother me with this petty crap. Lucas, this is the last time I'm putting up with you. Stop pulling these stunts to get my attention. It's only making me lose patience with you. Now go make dinner. Nathan will be up in a bit. He just said he's hungry, and remember, no ginger or cilantro."

I rolled my eyes at her, let out a cold laugh, and pointed at the papers. "Sophia, are you blind or illiterate? I said divorce. All you need to do is sign!"

"What? Say that again?"

I shouted, "I want a divorce!"