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    Every time my rich husband, Antonio Kaufman, tried a new pose with his secretary, I texted him a number.


    He once asked me what it meant, and I joked, "I''m keeping score every time you


    lie to me.


    "When it hits ten, I''m done with you."


    I booked a fake death service while sending number nine to


    him.


    Soon, the number reached ten. I had a big surprise ready for Antonio.


    In this world, love wouldn''t happen for no reason.


    But hate? That was usually because someone did something


    wrong.


    "Ms. Parrish, our service isn''t a joke. It''s for real," the boss of the fake death service said with a straight face.


    "You''ll disappearpletely, no trace online or in real life. You''ll be off the grid."


    She was a fan of mine, not for my acting, but for my violin ying.


    "If you''re good with this, please sign here."


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    I nced over the details.


    The ce was some ind, and the date was in a week-my third wedding anniversary with Antonio.


    All seemed okay to me. I smiled, picked up the pen, and was about to sign.


    The boss couldn''t help but remind me again, “Ms. Parrish, please think again. Mr. Kaufman loves you so much. If you disappear like this, it''ll kill him!"


    Ugh, another one who shipped us!


    There were tons of people everywhere who thought Antonio and I were the perfect match.


    I looked up.


    My eyesnded on therge ad screen of the skyscraper across the street.


    Through the light rain, the screen was showing our wedding from three years ago, over and over again.


    The CEO of the country''s biggest intepany, Antonio Kaufman, married a genius violinist, Grace Parrish.


    I was in a white dress, its hem sprinkled with many blue diamonds, twinkling like a river of stars.


    I felt like a princess in a fairy tale, walking towards my prince.


    Antonio stood at the end of the runway. He was smiling softly and looking at me with tears in his eyes.


    "I remember your wedding cost a fortune, right?"


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    Yeah, 40 million dors.


    And the dress alone was 15 million.


    Back then, Antonio loved me dearly, and he wanted to give me the best of everything in the world.


    "Your third anniversary ising up. The wedding video has been ying non- stop for a whole month! He must''ve thrown much money at it. Every year, thetest luxury brands are delivered straight to your home. And if you had your eye on any auction item, Mr. Kaufman would go all out to grab it for you."


    "Seriously, if I could find a man who loves me this much, I''d be happy to go to my grave!"


    I felt bitter inside.


    Yeah, we were supposed to be the happiest couple in the world, but even the


    deepest love couldn''t stand the test of time and the allure of younger women.


    I smiled and decisively signed my name on the contract.


    My phone buzzed with a new friend request.


    Just like the past few days, the messages kepting, one after another.


    "Mr. Kaufman was with me the whole afternoon."


    left you a little mark. Make sure to check it carefullyter."


    My phone buzzed again. It was Antonio.


    "Grace, I''m here to get you. Where are you?"


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    Downstairs, Antonio got out of his car and opened his umbre. He was tall and


    wore fancy handmade leather shoes that squished in the puddles.


    He looked up.


    I knew he couldn''t see me.


    From the 41st floor, the city looked like a twinkling sea of lights, and everyone


    below was as tiny as ants.


    "No need. Wait for me downstairs. I''ll be right there."


    My voice sounded happy, like the fake death n I just signed up for was a silly dream.