The Rules of a Perfect Marriage Contract

When I handed the proposal to John, the surprise in his eyes was impossible to miss.

But in the end, all it took was one sentence from Claire:

"I don't want Naomi using this as an excuse to cling to you."

And just like that, he abandoned my proposal without hesitation and chose a far more conservative version instead.

The company still won the bid in the end, but the partnership with Sheldon Corporation was plagued with constant friction because the proposal lacked polish.

As for my version, I had thought it would never see the light of day again.

Yet after being reborn, it became the very thing that secured my footing in the marketing department.

The day the smart home project won the bid, the way everyone in the department addressed me completely changed. No more fake smiles and sarcastic 'Ms. West.' From that day on, they called my name sincerely.

Hearing it, I could not help feeling emotional.

Back in my previous life, I spent all my time chasing after John and trying to please him. I never imagined I would one day achieve something on my own.

From then on, I worked like someone possessed.

For a long stretch of time, I was full of energy every single day. I left early, came home late, and whenever I returned to Moonlake Villa, I would shower and go straight to sleep.

Until one day, I finished work earlier than usual and came home to find John sitting at the dining table eating dinner.

I froze for a moment.

"John… don't tell me you've been living here this whole time?"

He lifted his eyes calmly and looked at me as if the answer was obvious.

That only confused me more.

After hesitating for a second, I walked over and asked politely, in the spirit of maintaining a cooperative relationship:

"Did you and Claire have a fight? Do you need me to help smooth things over?"

Not that he should actually say yes. I was just being polite.

John stared at me with a strange look in his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of frustration, like he was disappointed in someone hopeless.

"Naomi, do you really want me and Claire to end up together that badly?"

I was speechless.

What did he mean, I wanted it? Wasn't that already the reality?

I wanted to argue back, but seeing the expression on his face darken, I wisely kept my mouth shut.

The entire dinner was painfully awkward.

The moment it ended, I immediately got up to head upstairs, but John suddenly stopped me.

"There's a charity auction tomorrow. We need to attend together."

I nodded in understanding.

Got it. Time for the political marriage couple act again.

The next day, on the way to the auction, the car once again became a private space occupied by just the two of us.

I was just about to fall asleep when John suddenly handed me a catalog.

"These are tonight's auction items. If there's anything you like, tell me. I'll bid on it for you."

I raised a brow and accepted the catalog, but never opened it.

It was not that I lacked interest in the items.

I simply knew that whether I liked them or not, none of them would ever truly belong to me.

In my previous life, it had been this very same auction where I fell in love with a sapphire necklace.

After several rounds of bidding, John had decisively called for an unlimited bid.

At the time, everyone looked at me with envy. The internet was flooded with articles about how deeply John adored his wife.

When I received the sapphire necklace, I had been overwhelmed with happiness. I genuinely thought I had finally moved his heart.

But by the time our political marriage came to an end, when the West family went bankrupt and creditors chased me to the brink of collapse, I tried to use the necklace to pay off my debts.

That was when I learned the necklace John gave me had only ever been a fake.

The real sapphire necklace was worn around Claire's neck on the day she married him.

Remembering how desperate and broken I had been back then, I could not help letting out a self-mocking laugh.

Seeing that I never opened the catalog, John looked puzzled.

"What? Not interested in this auction?"

My tone remained calm.

"Interested or not, I still have to attend. The two of us showing up together is basically part of the job when it comes to a political marriage.

"Don't worry. I understand the rules. I won't make things difficult for you."