The Eternal Love Design Competition was hosted by my family. I'd created it myself, a platform to encourage newlywed couples pursuing creative careers, giving young designers a real shot. The grand prize winner would partner with Henson Group to launch a new jewelry line. The whole thing had been my idea, born from what I'd believed was a genuine love story between Ralph and me.
And now it was going to become a tool for my husband to prop up his mistress?
I let out a cold laugh and closed the laptop.
Right on cue, Ralph walked in, carrying a glass of warm milk the way he always did.
He leaned in and kissed my forehead. "Morning, babe. Breakfast is ready. Still working on your designs for the competition? Don't push yourself so hard. Our love doesn't need a contest to prove it's real. Just stay home, go shopping, get some rest. I can take care of you." He straightened up and checked his watch. "Oh, I've got an important client today. Might be home late."
I looked up at him and gave him my most docile, harmless smile. "Of course. Work comes first."
A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. He probably hadn't expected me to take it so calmly.