I had commissioned this wedding ring from a world-renowned jewelry designer, who spent a year crafting it. Tonight, I had planned to confess my identity as a wealthy heir to Celine and make her a truly happy woman.

But what I saw tonight shattered my dream completely. The meticulously planned dinner ended in utter disarray.

As my parents left, their aging figures looked so lonely amidst the snowfall.

I glanced at the 'home' we now lived in and the wedding photo on the wall, falling into a long daze.

It's funny when I think about it. The first time Jericho Simmons visited our home, he admired the photo and envied the deep affection between Celine and me. He said we were a match made, a dream couple to real life.

I still remembered when Jericho was first hired at her company. He was clumsy and inexperienced, constantly getting scolded and criticized by her.

She scolded him, "Is your brain made of mush? Can't you think before doing something? What a waste of such a good-looking face!"

"You're more trouble than you're worth! Even a pig would be more reliable than you!"

Celine was utterly exasperated at the time and I was the one who calmed her down, "Don't wear yourself out getting angry. He's a college graduate fresh out of school. It's normal to lack experience."

At that time, she said, "If he doesn't improve during the three-month probation period, I'll have him fired!"

Celine's tone was firm and unquestionable. Anyone who heard it would be convinced that she would definitely fire Jericho after three months.

But when the three months were up, not only was Jericho not fired, he got promoted with a raise and even started driving a supercar.

I casually took down the wedding photo. My phone buzzed.

It was a voice message from Jericho. When I played it, all I could hear were sounds of pleasure and gasping. I couldn't be more familiar with that voice, it belonged to Celine.

Immediately, another message followed: [Ruben, I saw you in the office earlier. Are you surprised? Did it make you shock?]

My fingers trembled slightly. In my daze, a text from Celine came through: [Honey, I might be home late tonight. You and Mom and Dad should go ahead and eat dinner. Don't wait for me. Eat well and rest up, okay? Love you.] She even sent a kiss emoji.

Celine thought she could fool me flawlessly. But I had no intention of exposing her.