He Loved Me as His Life

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I found out about Wynn's affair on our third wedding anniversary.

As our company grew larger, Wynn became increasingly busy and grew thinner.

I had deliberately signed up for a cooking course a month ahead, with the exclusive aim of crafting an extravagant dinner for him on our third anniversary.

Concerned that I wouldn't be able to balance home and work, and not wanting me to give up my beloved career for the sake of our family, we hired a housekeeper. This way, even when Wynn was too busy to come home and cook for me, I could still enjoy delicious meals.

I couldn't even remember the last time I cooked.

I put in dedicated effort, from regularly burning myself in kitchen disasters to becoming proficient. Only heaven knows what I've been through.

On our anniversary day, I went out early to buy ingredients and prepare for dinner. I worked diligently all evening, turning the empty dining table into a feast for the eyes.

When the delicious dishes were ready, I sat on the couch, anticipating Wynn's expression when he walked in.

But I waited from dawn until it was pitch dark outside, and Wynn still hadn't returned.

I picked up my phone to call him, and someone answered. It was a girly voice, "Hello? Is there something you need, Miss?

"Wynn is in the shower right now. I'll have him call you back when he's done."

From the voice, it was clear that she was a young girl.

Though that's what she said, her words carried a certain arrogance, blatantly displayed before my eyes.

She exuded an unmistakable sense of ownership, as if everything was her exclusive domain, not to be peered into by anyone else.

Without saying anything, I simply hung up the phone.

When I was eighteen, facing admirers who pursued Wynn, I acted the same way.

At the teacher appreciation banquet after our college entrance exams, a girl came to confess her feelings to Wynn in a coy manner.

He was drunk at the time, leaning on my back and complaining about feeling dizzy.

"Wynn, I like you," she said, handing over a pink envelope.

Seeing someone so blatantly ignoring my presence, I immediately turned around and hugged Wynn. "Sorry, but you can only have unrequited love. Wynn already has me as his girlfriend.”

Wynn silently agreed to my declaration of sovereignty.

He held my hand and proudly stood on stage, announcing to everyone, " Allow me to formally introduce you all to my girlfriend, Suzy Hall.

"In the times ahead, we will undoubtedly get married, and she'll be my one and only wife.”

Wynn's eyes at that moment were filled with deep affection and unwavering devotion, entirely focused on me.

I went from shock to feeling completely detached, losing track of time. All I was aware of was that I had remained seated in that same spot, enduring the harsh sunlight that seemed to stab at my eyes.

As soon as Wynn entered the