The Day My Husband Let Me Vanish in the Crowd

He turned to the stunned salesperson, his tone commanding.

“From today on, remember Miss Green’s face. From now on, all of Shaw’s businesses will unconditionally prioritize her services.”

Claire Green dropped her skirt with a look of condescension: “No, I don’t need it.”

“Give it to those poor, unloved souls.”

Felix Shaw didn’t argue: “As long as you’re happy.”

I stood there, watching Felix Shaw’s eyes fixed on Claire Green, and the last bit of warmth in my heart completely cooled.

Back at the villa where I’d lived for three years, the access control system failed to authenticate.

I was about to call the housekeeper when the door opened from the inside.

Claire Green was wearing my slippers and Felix Shaw’s bathrobe.

She frowned, as if she had seen something foul. “I thought you were a respectable person, someone who knew your limits.”

“Is it fun to pester Felix? Is it fun to dress in white and imitate me?”

I stood outside, the night breeze making me feel a little cold.

Yeah, it was so boring.

What else was I fantasizing about?

I lowered my head and took off the diamond ring designed by Felix Shaw himself.

My black card, my car keys.

And my marriage certificate with Felix Shaw.

I neatly arranged these things that symbolized my status as ‘Mrs. Shaw,’ one by one.

Then, I turned around and never looked back.

I took out a brand new phone and dialed a number.

“Hello, it’s me.”

“From now on, there’s no Mrs. Shaw in the world.”

Felix Shaw didn’t contact me again, probably thinking I was still throwing a tantrum.

Whatever.

I was too busy to pay him any attention.

The gossip headlines were pushing out relentlessly.

In the photos, he and Claire Green were seen together. A tenderness I had never seen before shone through his stern face.

Felix Shaw neither admitted nor denied the affair with Claire Green.

I scrolled through the news, turned off my phone, and continued counting all my assets.

The things I had used to get to Felix Shaw were now converted into cash and deposited into the account of a non-governmental organization combating human trafficking.

The person in charge was incoherent with emotion, constantly expressing his gratitude.

I, however, stared at the photos of the rescued children, lost in thought.

Felix Shaw and I escaped the kidnappers.

But we were lost in the mountains.

Little Felix Shaw gave me the last of the wild fruit he had picked, and ate mud for food.

But we were still recaptured.

I screamed in fear as the rusty iron rods struck me, but Felix Shaw held me tightly, groaning as he endured the beating.

The smell of blood filled the air, and he was dying.

While the kidnappers were drunk, I finally found an opportunity, slipped through a dog hole, and called the police. Later, Felix Shaw was taken away by the Shaw family, who arrived, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye.

The promise he made before he passed out, to marry me, became my single obsession for many years.

I used all my strength to reach him, step by step, and become his wife.

But it was all a one-man show.

Felix Shaw had long forgotten it.

Back at our temporary rental, Claire Green was sitting there leisurely.

She even looked up and smiled.

“You’re back?”

The next moment, sirens blared outside.

The door was flung open with tremendous force, and a group of black-clad bodyguards burst in, pinning me to the ground without a word. “Don’t move!”

Then Felix Shaw rushed in and hugged Claire Green, his voice filled with uncontrollable fear: “Claire, it’s okay. It was my negligence that led to you being kidnapped.”