The car rolled into a suburban neighborhood, stopping in front of a charming three-story house with a quaint garden.
Handing the car keys to the housekeeper, Mila strode inside. The warmth enveloped her, chasing away the chill that had clung to her from outside.-
Ignoring the greeting staff, she headed straight for the bedroom to pack her belongings.
The thought of Lysander reconnecting with Giselle without her knowing, and even involving her child, churned Mila’s stomach. She felt nauseous.
She had no desire to stay a moment longer in this house.
There was a lot to pack, but she focused on essentials: personal clothing, a few winter outfits, and some valuable jewelry she often wore. It all filled a large suitcase.
As she reached for the nightstand, her fingers brushed against a secondary credit card.
This card was linked to Lysander’s account.
Given that their marriage was forced by their elders, Lysander had always been wary and stringent with her, never providing her with an allowance.
Their son had his own card.
But Mila, she only had this secondary card from Lysander.
In her naive days, she saw this card as a token of affection. Later, she realized it was a means of control.
Every transaction she made would notify Lysander.
However, Mila rarely used it. When she did, it was mostly to buy household items. Most of the time, she relied on her own salary.
Mila had found her job independently.
Wanting to be closer to Lysander, she had applied to Montgomery Holdings’ tech department. Despite her impressive resume as a Northpoint University computer science Ph.D., she was rejected without even an interview.
Later, she discovered it was Lysander’s doing.
Montgomery Holdings wouldn’t accept her.
What had Lysander said back then?
…
Exiting the villa, Mila drove to a location near her office.
She had already rented a fully-furnished, move-in-ready apartment on the way. She didn’t plan to stay in the area for long.
Currently, she was employed in the tech department of a bank.
In three years, she had risen from a regular technician to a team leader, but she didn’t enjoy the work.
She initially chose computer science at Northpoint University because it was lucrative, and she needed the money at the time.
A bachelor’s degree in computer science from Northpoint University was sufficient.
Once she had earned enough, she could pursue her true passion.
However, she later discovered Lysander’s interest in computer science and AI. To bridge the gap between them and foster common topics, she buried her love for art and design, choosing instead to further her studies in computer science at Northpoint University.