Immersed In Love with You

On our wedding anniversary, suspicious red marks appeared on Bernard's body.

Once, he had proposed to me 99 times just to win my approval.

Now, he spent his nights with others.

With deep affection in his eyes, he presented me with a custom-made, one-of-a-kind ring: "Jane".

I also gave him a gift in return and told him, "‘You can only open it in half a month!’

He didn’t know it contained divorce papers.

By then, I would have vanished from his world forever.

***

"Honey, open it and take a look!” Bernard looked at me with excitement.

It was our wedding anniversary, but he came home late.

I avoided looking at the red marks and scratches on his chest and took the velvet box with the words “Jane” on it.

Inside was a large pink diamond, shining softly.

He quickly put it on my finger. “It’s perfect for you! My darling deserves the best!”

Everyone knew this was a custom-made South African pink diamond he bought for me at an auction last month.

It was a unique symbol of love.

With all the media attention, I became the woman others envied and admired.

I swallowed the bitterness in my heart and forced a faint, bitter smile. "Thank you, I really like it."

Then I handed him a box as well. Surprised, he asked, "What’s this?"

"A gift in return for you."

"But you can’t open it until half a month later."

His hand paused and a look of shock appeared on his handsome face. "Why?"

"Because this gift is special. It will only have meaning if you open it in half a month."

He didn’t suspect a thing. Instead, he carefully put it away and set a reminder on his phone: “Open the anniversary gift from my darling in half a month."

Watching him treat it like a precious treasure, my heart filled with bitterness.

What he didn’t know was that I was already in the process of canceling my identity. In half a month, I would completely vanish from his world.

Because of my striking appearance, I had never been short of admirers. But my parents’ unhappy marriage left me with a deep sense of insecurity.

I turned down every suitor with the excuse that I wasn’t ready for a relationship.

Until Bernard appeared.

His persistence was terrifying. No matter how many times I rejected him, he never gave up.

He even dove into a freezing Siberian lake without hesitation just to win a brooch I liked.

My heart, once hard as iron, slowly began to soften.

Even after he won me over, he cherished me deeply, doing everything he could to give me the best the world had to offer.

Even when I was afraid of marriage, he proposed 99 times before I finally said yes.

The day I put on the engagement ring, I told him through tears: "I will do my best to repay your love, but remember this—if you ever betray me, I will leave without hesitation!"

Once, everything was so perfect.

Until three months ago, when he hired a new assistant, Kate.

His assistants had always been male. Even when others suggested that female assistants were more detail-oriented, he would always respond sternly, "Having a female assistant could lead to misunderstandings. I want to give my wife 100% peace of mind."

Everyone praised him for being a devoted and loving husband. But Kate was the exception.

Little by little, Bernard began mentioning her more often.

Though he rarely complimented his employees, his lips would always curve into a slight smile whenever he spoke of Kate. "She's a good young woman, ambitious and full of potential."