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Carrying the insulated box out of the hospital, Yu Yaxuan, whose hands were somewhat chapped from years of household chores, happily touched the jade pendant around her neck, a smile of contentment gracing her lips.

After all, they had been a married couple for years, and Lin Jingsheng still thought of her even while on a business trip.

Even in the event of a car accident, he held tightly to the jade pendant he had prepared to give her, afraid that anything might go wrong.

Although the pendant's quality was poor, she liked it very much.

Yu Yaxuan pedaled her bicycle swiftly toward home, planning to cook Lin Jingsheng’s favorite dish—braised pork with vermicelli.

But just as she entered, her mother-in-law’s voice caught her attention.

Yu Yaxuan wasn’t one to eavesdrop, but the door to her mother-in-law’s room was ajar, making it impossible not to overhear clearly.

“My dear grandson, your father is fine, don’t worry. It’s just a minor injury; he’ll be discharged tomorrow.”

“Grandma, if Dad hadn’t been visiting Mom and me, he wouldn’t have had the accident. I can’t fulfill my filial duties now, so please take good care of him for me.”

A young man’s voice came from the other side, soft and about twenty years old.

Yu Yaxuan felt as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.

Her hand hanging by her side trembled uncontrollably. She couldn’t believe what she just heard.

Yet her mother-in-law’s voice continued, dripping with disdain:

“My dear grandson is so filial, don’t worry. There’s a free housekeeper in the family. Your father just picked up a stone, and she treasures it like gold. She’s been running back and forth at the hospital these days—such a cheap woman, completely inexperienced!”

Yu Yaxuan’s heart skipped a beat as she tore off the pendant and examined it carefully—it really was just a stone.

Her previously joyful mood vanished instantly; a buzzing filled her ears, the world spun around, and she almost lost her balance.

The food container slipped from her hands and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Leaning against the wall, she slowly slid down and sank to the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks, bitterness spreading in her heart.

Her chest felt as if stabbed by needles, making it impossible to straighten her back.

She wondered why he suddenly started giving her gifts—it was all to make her serve him wholeheartedly.

She had been married into this family for twenty-five years. Back then, she gave up her promising career for this household, tending to her mother-in-law, managing the chores, bearing children, serving this large family without a single day’s rest throughout the year.

When she was seven months pregnant with their first child, she slipped on the road in the bitter cold delivering lunch to Lin Jingsheng, resulting in a miscarriage.

The doctor said her body was damaged and that it would be difficult to conceive again.

But she endured the pain of losing a child alone, and later risked her life to give birth to a daughter, so Lin Jingsheng could work without worry.

She gave everything, only to end up a joke.

Her husband had been unfaithful.

And he had kept it hidden from her all this time! If she hadn’t overheard today, how much longer would she have been deceived like a fool?

A suffocating pain gripped her chest. She pressed her hand hard against her heart, gasping for breath, tears falling in torrents.

What was all her sacrifice worth?

When she was most vulnerable, the man she loved sought another woman.

At the thought, her body trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

“Why are you here? When did you come back? Why aren’t you making dinner for my son? Do you want him to starve?”

Her mother-in-law’s cruel voice continued, eyes glaring at her as if Yu Yaxuan were a slave.

For twenty-five years since marrying into this family, her mother-in-law had been relentlessly harsh.

Either complaining about her cooking or criticizing how she cleaned, never offering comfort when she lost her child, instead pushing her to bear more.

She was never treated like a person.

Years of pent-up emotions exploded all at once.

“Has Lin Jingsheng been unfaithful? Was that child you were talking about on the phone just now his?”

Her mother-in-law’s face flickered with guilt. “What nonsense are you talking about? My son hasn’t cheated. You must have lost your mind staying at home all day. Hurry up and cook; don’t starve my son!”

“If you won’t tell me, I’ll go find him myself!”

Ignoring her mother-in-law’s protests, Yu Yaxuan immediately hailed a taxi to the hospital.

Usually, to save money, she would ride her bike back and forth, but now she realized it was pointless to scrimp for him.

Even if she saved money, he wouldn’t appreciate it and would still keep a mistress.

Upon arriving at the ward, the familiar young man’s voice sounded again:

“Dad, you don’t know how worried I was when you got into that accident. If Mom hadn’t stopped me, I would have come right away.”

Then a clear, beautiful female voice chimed in:

“You’re such a child. Your dad has a fierce mother at home—the ‘tigress.’ It’s not yet your time to appear. Don’t trouble your dad; we should leave now.”

The woman smiled brightly, her makeup flawless, adorned in designer brands. The jade necklace around her neck was eye-catching and clearly expensive. Her skin was delicate and smooth, with hardly any wrinkles, evidently well cared for.

In stark contrast to Yu Yaxuan’s worn, faded sweater, her rough, lackluster skin from years of household labor, and her somewhat unkempt, dry hair—two worlds apart.

“Ah Sheng, the necklace you bought me is beautiful—I really like it.”

So it was Lin Jingsheng who bought it.

Compared to her deep purple jade, she found the dull, broken stone he gave her laughable.

He gave his mistress a precious violet jade necklace, but the wife got a randomly picked stone?

With a loud bang, Yu Yaxuan kicked open the ward door, stunning the three inside.

The mistress instinctively stepped back, timidly hiding behind Lin Jingsheng.

“What are you playing at? You scared Xiulan!”

Lin Jingsheng frowned at her. “Shouldn’t you be at home cooking right now?”

Yu Yaxuan sneered, “If I were at home, how would I get to see this spectacle? Lin Jingsheng, you’re really something! Our son is already grown!”

She had expected him to feel guilty, maybe ashamed.

But Lin Jingsheng showed none of that—instead, impatience flickered across his face.

“If you can’t give me a son, don’t blame me for finding another woman. Besides, I haven’t even brought the child in front of you to threaten your position. I just visit them once a month on business trips—isn’t that enough? What are you making a fuss about now?”

Yu Yaxuan felt as if struck by lightning.

She stared at the man in disbelief.

All these years, his unwavering monthly business trips were actually visits to another woman? To his other family?

“Yes, sister, Ah Sheng and I truly love each other. We separated once for some reasons, but I couldn’t control my feelings and rekindled our relationship. But don’t worry, Chenchen and I won’t threaten your position; you’re still Mrs. Lin.”

Yu Yaxuan scoffed coldly.

“You, a mistress who intrudes on another’s marriage, have the nerve to say that to me?”

She raised her hand to slap Huang Xiulan, but Lin Jingsheng immediately shielded her.

A sharp slap landed on Lin Jingsheng’s face, his expression instantly darkening.

“Yu Yaxuan, don’t push me too far! I’ve been too indulgent with you all these years. Believe it or not, I’ll divorce you!”