After the divorce, she became a female billionaire

Today is Bertha's husband Derek's birthday - she has gone shopping and will organize a surprise party for him, in the hope, he will understand her sincere feelings.

When Bertha entered the living room, she saw no one. She went to the kitchen and asked a maid where her husband was. But, the maid just smirked at her.

Bertha was used to the times when she asked but no one answered. Because all of Tibble's family's maids don't care about her.

Bertha went to their bedroom. Nearing the door, she suddenly heard a vague sound coming from inside. She thought she heard wrong but no, the sound was quite clear.

Frowning, Bertha slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. She was behind the door so she couldn't see if Derek was in there or not, but when she faced the bed, she froze on the spot.

Bertha didn't know if she was in reality or just dreaming, but she saw her husband in bed with another girl. They weren't wearing anything, what was covering their bodies was the blanket she used to cover. Her husband had an affair right in their bed, their bedroom.

Her chest was spinning, her breathing became heavy. Bertha didn't know how to react. Is this a joke? Even though Derek doesn't love her, he shouldn't treat her so badly. Her hands shook, and tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"Hmm."

The girl's moaning voice pierced Bertha's heart like a sharp knife. She feels suffocated. She bit her lip and stiffened.

The woman in the room is Derek's ex-girlfriend - Laura, and the husband she loves with all her heart and soul.

Bertha let go of her hand holding the grocery bag. It fell to the floor, causing a loud noise that startled the two people on the bed.

"Bertha," Laura screamed in mock panic.

Derek turned his head, he frowned, looking coldly at Bertha. He pursed his thin lips and remained silent.

The scene before her eyes stunned Bertha. She caught them in the act, but Derek remained calm and nonchalant as if this was just a normal thing. What did he think of her? Why did he insult her so casually?

"You two... why are you two doing this right in our room?" Bertha stammered.

"Our room?" Derek sarcastically said. "This is my room. Whatever I want to do, that's my business." He got out of bed and got dressed. "If you have seen it, I have nothing more to say. This matter cannot be hidden forever."

Bertha stubbornly glared at him, refusing to admit she was a loser.

Derek clenched his fist. His deep dark eyes stared at her, trying to burn her if possible.

"Derek?" A gentle voice broke the deadlock between them.

Bertha looked towards Laura, who was walking towards Derek. "I know, it's not right for us to do this, but I really can't stop loving you."

Bertha's eyes darkened. She couldn't understand.

What is Laura thinking?