After the car accident, I pretended to have amnesia just to mess with my boyfriend, Gareth Merrick.   I told him I'd fallen for him at first sight.   Instead of seeing the delighted reaction I'd expected, I heard him say, "You already have a boyfriend. His name is Brennan Whitaker. You've had a crush on him since you were little. You confessed to him last week and he said yes. Now you two are a couple. I'm actually the person you hate most."   I froze. Forcing down the pain, I didn't call him right away.   I simply watched him leave.   Outside the door, my best friend, Rhea Dempsey, asked in shock, "Are you sure this is a good idea? Everyone knows Brennan can't stand Nadine. If she actually believes you and goes looking for him, she's finished. That's the Whitaker heir we're talking about."   Gareth replied, "She's so damn annoying. Besides, I only accepted her confession last week because you told me to. You're the one I like."   When I heard that, I called Brennan with a blank expression. "Hubby, come pick me up. I'm sick."   No one knew that Brennan had given me three love letters over the years, and I'd rejected him mercilessly every time.

The twentieth time I caught Caleb Chadwick in bed with another woman, I finally snapped. I exposed the mistress online and ruined her reputation. To get back at me for his mistress, Caleb bankrupted my family and left us all homeless on the streets. Even then, I didn't back down. I kept fighting, drove that mistress out—but no sooner was she gone than Caleb found another one. So I went after her too. I slashed her face. Caleb responded by breaking my dad's legs and disfiguring my mom's face. And he made his stance crystal clear, "Every time you hurt someone I hold in my arms, I'll hurt your family. I'll destroy everything you care about." I was devastated. Everyone told me to give up—that all I was doing was destroying us both. It wasn't until he cheated with the fake heiress and got her pregnant that I finally gave up completely. Caleb held the fake heiress in his arms, his voice cold as ice. "Vivian, I'll give you thirty million. Sign the divorce papers." From his wheelchair, my father spoke up. "Mr. Chadwick  loves your sister, Vivian. Just let him go." I covered my face and sobbed, tears streaming through my fingers as I signed the papers—like I couldn't sign fast enough. Honestly? I was almost tired of playing the furious wife. Did Caleb really think I cared that much about the family that had abandoned me and abused me all these years?