Back then, Adam had cut ties with the Graham family just to be with Renee.
She couldn't bear to see him lose his mother, so no matter how badly the cruel Irene treated her, she put up with it all just so Adam could be happy. Looking back now, every bit of suffering had been the price of loving too blindly.
"You—"
Irene was so angry she could barely speak.
But before she could finish her sentence, Renee calmly interrupted: "I'm planning to divorce Adam. But I want three billion in compensation."
For a second, Irene's eyes lit up with excitement. But when she heard the amount, she shot up from the couch in outrage. "Three billion? Even if you were made of solid gold, you wouldn't be worth that much! Who do you think you are?!"
Renee stayed seated, her voice cool and even as she said, "Fine. Then, we don't have to get divorced. Sooner or later, Adam's going to find out I can't have children anyway."
That shut Irene up. She knew exactly how much her son adored Renee. If he ever found out the truth, their bond as mother and son might never heal.
After a few tense seconds, Irene bit back her anger and said, "Three billion is out of the question. I'll give you one billion. That's my limit."
"Deal," Renee agreed without hesitation.
Having expected Irene to haggle, she had asked for more on purpose.
"Are you really going through with the divorce?" Irene asked, still looking suspicious.
"Once I get the money, I'll sign the papers within a month," Renee promised.
Irene was fuming but held it in. "Fine. I'll have the lawyers draft the papers."
She grabbed her purse and headed for the door, but not without a final warning: "If you're lying to me, Renee… You know exactly what I'm capable of."
And with that, she stormed out.
This was the first time Renee had ever stood up to her mother-in-law. In the past, even a small mistake would have led to Irene running straight to Adam, crying and trying to stir up trouble between the couple. But this time, even after being slapped across the face, Irene didn't breathe a word to her son.
And the reason? It was because she was thrilled! She was delighted that Renee had finally agreed to walk away from her son.
Forty minutes later, Adam came out of the kitchen carrying a few plates of food.
"Dinner's ready," he called.
When he didn't see his mother in the living room, he figured she had already left. He didn't even ask why.
In the dining room, the table was beautifully set with various dishes. Still wearing an apron, Adam looked every bit the ideal husband. If one could ignore his cheating, he really did come across as the perfect man. But all of that was just a cover-up for the guilt he carried inside.
The last time Adam cooked for his wife was almost a year ago.
"Renee, this is your favorite mushroom soup. Let me get you a bowl."
Adam was about to serve her when his phone suddenly rang in his pocket. He set the bowl down in front of her and pulled out his phone. When he saw the caller ID, something flickered in his eyes.
"I'm gonna take this real quick."
He used to answer calls right in front of her, never hiding anything.
Renee could guess who it was—probably Kayla.
"Go ahead," she said, picking up her cutlery like nothing was wrong.
Adam stepped out of the dining room and answered the call. Renee couldn't hear what he said, but when he came back, he was already taking off his apron, looking anxious.
"Renee, a friend of mine got into a car accident. I need to go check on him."
"Who?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent. "I know all your friends. I'll go with you."
Adam froze for half a second. "Didn't you say you were tired? Stay here and rest. I'll be back soon."

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