The ordinary me seemed out of place next to her, attracting envy from others.
I liked her but felt too insecure to confess my feelings, so I quietly watched over her.
I remembered there was a gangster who cornered Clara at the school gate, forcing her to be his girlfriend.
Without hesitation, I grabbed a brick and charged at him. The sneak attack was successful, but I was also beaten badly in the process.
After we went to the university, Clara was still the center of everyone's attention, while I continued to be extraordinarily ordinary.
She liked the school hunk Jackson and asked me for help.
Although I felt depressed, I still did everything I could to help because I wanted her to be happy.
My WhatsApp status at that time was: [The purest love is innocence and silent protection.]
Later, Jackson went abroad to study, and Clara disappeared.
When I found her, she was wandering the streets alone in the middle of the night, drunk and running red lights.
Just then, a car was approaching.
I hurriedly pushed her out of the way and got hit by the car myself. I was in a coma for seven days, hospitalized for nearly half a year, and suffered a head injury.
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Clara confessed her love to me, and I happily agreed.
In the beginning, both of our parents were pleased and urged us to get the marriage certificate.
It wasn't until Clara participated in a singing competition show that things changed.
Clara had an excellent temperament and image, and her singing was also good, which led to her instant rise to fame.
Her parents asked me to sign a secret marriage agreement, requiring me to pretend to be her assistant and not appear in public as her husband.
I loved her.
For the sake of this family, I compromised.
For seven years, I silently protected her and played the role of an invisible husband, hoping that one day I could come into the light and show our love like other couples.
After Jackson returned to the country, this thought wavered several times.
Clara picked him up in person at the airport.
Jackson, in front of me, pressed his face against hers and said it was overseas etiquette.
My traditional beliefs were greatly challenged.
Clara didn't care about my thoughts and instead brought Jackson back to her parents' house for dinner.
Her parents praised him for his success and being a returnee, while they treated me like a servant.