Kendall, who never liked or commented on my posts, had replied, [Always protect my prince.]

When I refreshed my feed, there was only a horizontal line. I wondered if Kendall had blocked me.

My headache raged, so I took a few cold pills and fell asleep.

Not long after, Kendall pulled back the covers. Her face was dark with displeasure.

“Why didn’t you wait for me? I’m hungry. Get up and make me dinner. And make another bowl of vegetable soup. Nolan got caught in the rain. I’ll take it to him later.”

I woke suddenly, my headache worse and snapped impatiently. “Didn’t Nolan feed you enough?”

Kendall shot to her feet, glaring at me.

“Zayden Cole! Must you keep going on like this? Didn’t I explain already? I was late because of traffic. Do you have to be so angry on our anniversary? I even wanted to surprise you.”

She tossed a small box at me. It hit the corner of my eye, making tears spring from the pain.

Shocked, she rushed over to check my wound.

As she leaned close, a strong fragrance filled my nose, the same shampoo Nolan often used.

I could almost picture her fingers running through Nolan’s hair, her face soft with tenderness.

Disgusted, I pushed her away and looked at the box on the floor.

The watch had fallen out—the one I had always loved, the one Nolan wore. But its cheap shine gave it away.

In this marriage, Nolan received the real watch and true love. All I ever got was lie after lie.

I didn’t even bother to ask who the surprise at the villa was meant for.

“It’s one in the morning.” I looked straight at Kendall. “The honeymoon is over. So is our marriage.”

“Alright, stop being angry. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Her face was filled with distress when she saw the blood seeping from the corner of my eye.

Ignoring how weak I was, she dragged me out of bed by force.

Kendall pretended to act like a caring wife, insisting on taking me to the hospital. I was so dazed I didn’t even grab a coat.

The car was cold, so I hugged the stuffed bear tightly to my chest.

Looking closer, I saw a big cross drawn across its face. It felt like a direct provocation.

Kendall noticed my expression. “Last time I picked up Nolan, he said this bear was cute and just doodled on it. Please don’t be mad at him. I’ll buy you a new one tomorrow.”