The Portrait of a Stranger

Summary

On Ethan Sterling's twenty-eighth birthday, someone gifted him a woman right in front of my face.

Abandoning my usual gentleness, I smashed my wine glass, wrecked the banquet, and left home with my luggage alone.

Everyone said the destitute Mrs. Sterling wouldn't last three days and would come back begging.

Ethan didn't care at all: "An orphan girl, where can she go without the Sterling family?"

But countless three days passed, and some even suspected I had died out there.

Ethan called me for the first time, only to find the number was no longer in service.