The Day My Husband Let Me Vanish in the Crowd

Felix Shaw was silent, but his expression wasn’t as relaxed as I’d imagined.

After a long pause, he spoke, as if making a crucial decision.

“Don’t mess around. You’re wearing white clothes like before. I won’t fail to recognize you.”

“I won’t divorce you.”

“Really?” I forced a smile and looked up at him.

He probably forgot about the document I’d handed him this morning.

I just put on a wig and changed my clothes.

Felix Shaw assumed I was the new secretary.

He signed the divorce agreement without even glancing at it. He even asked me to clean out the safety in his studies.

Felix Shaw meticulously cut out the photo of Claire Green from yesterday’s magazine.

I opened the safe, and it was filled with reports about Claire Green.

Some in red, some in blue, some in black.

No matter how Claire Green dressed, Felix Shaw could recognize her.

The oldest photo was of Claire Green in high school.

She wore a white dress and had long, straight black hair.

She looked exactly like the look I’d painstakingly maintained for the past three years.

Lost in thought, Felix Shaw took my hand and said, “Sarah Grant, I won’t lose you again.”

I curled my lips sarcastically, about to open my mouth to explain everything.

Felix Shaw suddenly pushed me aside and ran in one direction.

I looked over, and saw Claire Green’s back disappear in the crowd.

Halfway through his run, Felix Shaw seemed to remember something. He turned and called out, “Sarah Grant, wait for me! I’ll be back soon.”

But he was calling out to another woman beside him.

She was wearing the same rose-pink dress as I was.

I turned and left without hesitation.

Felix Shaw was furious that I had left without permission.

But that day, I was sitting in the café next door, talking to the ID processing person.

Felix Shaw didn’t come back the entire afternoon, until dark.

I ignored him. I just needed a change of clothes.

I was invisible to him.

After completing all the paperwork for leaving the country, the first thing I did was go to the mall and buy new clothes.

For the past few years, to get Felix Shaw to look at me more, my wardrobe had been all white, like a moving mourning hall.

Now, even one more glance made me sick.

The salesperson enthusiastically held out a bright red dress.

Just as I was about to swipe my card, a cold voice interrupted. “I want this one too.”

I turned my head and saw Claire Green’s proud face.

She looked me up and down. “Ms. Grant, what are you still struggling with? Didn’t you understand what happened at the airport?”

“Brother Felix doesn’t love you. No matter how expensive the clothes you buy are, he’ll just treat them like air.”

I didn’t bother to waste time talking to her. I pulled my black card from my wallet and handed it to the salesperson.

“Pack up this dress she touched, and all the styles in this collection.”

“Also, get her out.”

The salesperson immediately started to clear everyone out, but just then, Felix Shaw appeared.

He walked straight towards Claire Green, not even glancing at me.

“Pack up the dress and give it to Miss Green.”

The salesperson was stunned and whispered, “Mr. Shaw, but this is you…”

I was wearing smoky makeup and a striking orange curly hairstyle.

As expected, Felix Shaw didn’t recognize me.

“Who the hell is she?” Felix Shaw’s voice was quiet, but loud enough for everyone in the counter to hear clearly. “A woman who appeared out of nowhere is worthy of competing with Claire for something?”