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In the glimmering world of fame, where love and ambition intertwine, Lucy finds herself questioning the very foundation of her seemingly perfect marriage to Gerald, the industry's most devoted husband. Celebrated for his unwavering loyalty, he has crafted a life of luxury and adoration around her, yet beneath the surface lies a darkness that threatens to unravel it all. When a chance discovery reveals a hidden truth about Gerald's fidelity, Lucy is thrust into a whirlwind of doubt and betrayal.
As she navigates the delicate balance between trust and suspicion, every loving gesture from Gerald feels tainted by uncertainty. Can a heart once filled with unwavering devotion still harbor secrets? With the spotlight shining brightly on their fairy tale romance, Lucy grapples with the ghosts of her husband's past while struggling to reclaim her own identity in a world that demands perfection.
As the stakes rise and the tension between them escalates, will love conquer all, or will the sands of time wash away the dross, leaving only heartache behind? In this poignant tale of love, loyalty, and the quest for truth, the question remains: how well do we really know the ones we love?
Time washes away the drossChapter 1
After six years of marriage, Gerald was a well-known "wife-loving maniac" in the entertainment industry.
As the richest man in the industry, he never met actresses alone and even retreated behind the scenes for me. He spent hundreds of millions to tailor a play for me. The play became a hit as soon as it was broadcast and I became famous overnight.
Everyone in the industry kept their marriage secret, but Gerald was the first to stand up and announce to the world on the day of getting the marriage certificate. "Wife, please give me more advice for the rest of my life!"
The entire entertainment industry praised our fairy love.
But just last night, I accidentally found an ambiguous video on his computer. Gerald was naked with his upper body, showing his seductive abdominal muscles and his bony hands were ambiguously pinching the girl's neck.
The girl he pressed under him was wearing a sexy maid outfit and she moaned with a dazed look. I recognized her at a glance. That girl was a female artist newly signed by his company three months ago.