Chapter 220

Lately, I'd been going through the motions and keeping up appearances for Abigail. Even though she hadn't been home for days, I still played the dutiful husband. Every morning, I sent her a cheerful "good morning" text and every evening, I called her to report on my day. To outsiders, we probably seemed like the perfect couple—inseparable, madly in love. But I knew the truth. Abigail didn't love me. She never did. Everything between us was just an act. She needed me to play the role of her devoted husband to protect her reputation, especially as her entanglement with Joshua grew more obvious. I was her buffer, her cover story. I thought as long as we both stayed in character, things would go smoothly. But then, a bombshell hit the tabloids. A paparazzi photo of Abigail meeting a famous actor late at night in a hotel spread like wildfire. The actor's PR team scrambled to do damage control, insisting they were only discussing scripts and investment opportunitie