Chapter 2

"Darling, do you still think I'm making a scene?"

I was about to speak, but Dax, who had snapped out of his daze, embraced Serena, trembling with excitement.

"No, not at all!"

"Absolutely not a scene!"

"My precious, I... I'm so madly in love with you!"

As he spoke, they completely ignored me, as if I were invisible, and began passionately kissing.

My heart felt like it was being slowly tortured, torn to shreds.

I had planned a huge surprise for Dax on our wedding night, during our sweetest moment. Instead, I'd been struck by a bolt of lightning that left my mind blank.

They grew more and more lost in each other, clothes shedding one by one. Just as they were about to take the final step…

"Oh, dear!"

Serena purred, pushing him away quickly.

Dax paused, then awkwardly scratched his head. "My bad, my bad, I almost lost control. I completely forgot you're on your period today."

I let out a self-deprecating, utterly desolate laugh.

Dax could never remember when his wife, me, was on her period, but he knew hers.

It seemed they had been intimate countless times behind my back, in the office, in the car.

Serena jutted her chin at me, then added, "It's fine. If you're really desperate, isn't there a ready-made option right in front of you?"

Dax looked a little uncomfortable.

"I'm about to divorce her. It wouldn't be right…"

"What's wrong with it?"

"The domestic servitude contract clearly states that when I'm unavailable, she's your personal pleasure girl, there to fulfill your needs!"

"Anyway, you've used this woman so much she's practically worn out. I don't mind you continuing to sleep with her. Better to sleep with your ex-wife than to look for someone random outside, right?"

My anger flared. I tore the domestic servitude contract into tiny pieces.

"You disgusting couple, I'm not interested in your sick role-playing games."

"Dax, we're done."

I turned to leave, but the two bodyguards rushed over and held me firmly.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Slap!

Serena slapped me, her voice haughty. "My word is law. Since I've chosen you as my maid, you have no right to refuse."

"You'll accept whether you want to or not!"

She then ordered the bodyguards to pry open my mouth. From her pocket, she pulled out a small pill and forced me to swallow it.

That bitch, she came prepared!

Soon, I felt like I was burning up, my cheeks flushed crimson, and my eyes grew hazy.

"Darling, have fun tonight."

"Go wild, don't hold back!"

Bang!

The bedroom door closed. Dax lunged at me like a madman, pinning me beneath him.

He ignored my struggles, my screams, and was even more fervent and violent than ever before.

Every previous time, I felt surrounded by happiness.

But now, there was only pain.

Endless pain!

That night felt endlessly long…

When I woke up in the morning, Dax was gone.

Every cell in my body screamed in agony, as if torn apart. I could barely move an inch.

A moment later, Serena pushed the door open.

She smiled broadly. "You performed well last night. According to the contract, the 'sleepover service' is billed per session, $100,000 a pop."

"You know, many actresses in Hollywood don't even get that price. You should be ecstatic!"

With that, she pulled out a check and threw it at my face.

I was instantly overwhelmed by extreme humiliation, feeling like a prostitute who had just finished with a client, utterly filthy!

I don't know how much time passed. After crying until no tears were left, I laboriously picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't touched in ages.

"Lilia, spread the word: I'm making a comeback."

"Also, help me organize a sponsors' meeting. And make it quick!"

I hung up, all pain and humiliation vanished from my eyes, replaced by boundless cold fury.

The Black Phoenix, who once stirred countless storms in the global investment world, had returned from the ashes.

And some misguided relatives, bringing home all sorts of undesirables, it was time for a purge.