Elissa hurried off. Despite being pregnant and soon to be married, she seemed devoid of happiness. She appeared even more slender than before...

Reaching the door, she felt nauseous for the first time.

She retched briefly, and then clutched her chest, berating herself.

It was her and Raphael's problem, yet she dragged Olivia into this situation... Clearly, Raphael was upset with her just moments ago!

But who was concerned with her emotions anyway?!

If she had known beforehand that Raphael had an assistant who looked like Olivia, if she had been aware that Raphael always had that woman by his side, she wouldn't have agreed to marry him or conceive his child, had she known about their peculiar arrangement...

What a bullshit!

Who in their right mind would agree to such terms...

According to the contract, the assistant was prohibited from marrying or engaging in any romantic relationships, and she was even barred from interacting with other men. In exchange, Raphael promised to provide a residence valued at twenty million dollars and an annual payment of five million dollars.

In other words, the assistant was like his mistress.

Rumors circulated that Raphael never spent the night at her place, but they occasionally shared private dinners... Or traveled together.

Frankly, their relationship seemed more akin to that of... a romantic couple.

The female assistant acted as a stand-in for Olivia, allowing Raphael to feel as though he was still involved with Olivia.

Just the thought of this arrangement made Elissa feel nauseous!

She wished to end things with Raphael, but their wedding was imminent.

Worse still, she was now carrying his child... She found it unbearable to think of Raphael being intimate with her and then jetting off with his charming assistant abroad.

And all along, she was painfully aware of whom Raphael truly valued.

That was why she provoked Raphael using Olivia, but she also despised herself for stooping so low... Standing before the mirror, Elissa scrutinized her reflection.

How could she become like this...

Then she noticed the figure behind her. This man was her soon-to-be husband and the father of her child.

Elissa lowered her eyes and murmured softly, "Why have you returned so early? Could it be that you've found someone new, so the old one doesn't matter anymore? Your new sweetheart is young and gentle, surely more to your liking. Isn't that right, Mr. Jones?"

Raphael frowned, his tone defensive. "This matter has nothing to do with Olivia!"

Elissa let out a sneer tinged with self-mockery. "I'm aware. It has nothing to do with her! I'm not as unreasonable as you might think, Raphael. I wouldn't misdirect my frustrations towards Olivia for our issues."

“Really? Then what was all that for?" Raphael asked sharply, his gaze fixed on Elissa's reflection in the mirror.