In the end, I lost to Ace. As long as she appeared, I would always lose.
Adrian and Ace, hand in hand, appeared in the villa's living room. Ace had exquisite makeup and was dressed elegantly, forming a sharp contrast with my disheveled appearance.
Standing there, I almost believed they were the truly loving couple.
The marital home that Adrian and I had decorated together, with the modern Chinese style I liked, was completely replaced with the European style that Ace preferred.
She now carried herself as the mistress of the house.
"Ace hasn't been feeling well, so I let her stay here for now."
Adrian made an effort to explain, but it didn't matter to me anymore.
I didn't care how long she stayed, nor did I care about the affection between Adrian and her.
I'm here today to take back what I used to have here.
As for what would happen to them in the future, it had nothing to do with me.
I told myself over and over again in my heart, but my heart felt as if there was a big stone pressing down on it, heavy and deep.
"Emma, you just got out of prison today. Both Adrian and I are very happy."
Ace walked over, trying to take my hand, but I shook her off.