Located by the Seine, there's a manor surrounded entirely by French plane trees, lending a mysterious atmosphere to the estate.

This manor, although located by the bustling banks of the Seine, is eerily silent within. People passing by the vicinity have rarely ever seen anyone entering or leaving, enhancing its aura of enigma.

It's said that a beautiful bride once resided here. Heartlessly abandoned by her husband on their wedding night, she lived in lingering melancholy until finally, succumbing to her illness, she passed away filled with resentment. Since then, the manor has been uninhabited.

Currently, Mia sat emotionless in the living room, her gaze on the newspaper before her, betraying no thoughts. The housekeeper, a woman over fifty years of age, regarded Mia with genuine worry. Mia's excessive calmness was simply too out of ordinary. No woman would remain so indifferent upon reading scandalous rumors about her husband.

“Young Miss…” The old woman called, hoping to elicit a response from Mia.

“Auntie Mary, I'm fine.” Mia didn't need to look at Mary to sense her pitiful concern. Yet she truly didn't know how she should react. Should she be angry? She had been numbed long ago.

From the day she got married, no, even before that, Mia knew that Tang Yun didn't love her and didn't want to marry her. If it weren't for the urgings of their parents, she wouldn't have any connection with him.

Ever since they married, only she and the housekeeper lived here. Tang Yun occasionally visited, and when he did, he would only stay for a night and would be gone by morning.

“These media just want to stir up gossip. Don't take them to heart.” Auntie Mary collected all the newspapers and magazines from the coffee table, so as not to let Mia read more and get more upset, "Miss, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a bit? I'll call you when lunch is ready.”

“That won't be necessary, you can go back now. I want to be alone for a while.” Auntie Mary's house was situated near the manor, hence she would come in the morning and leave at night. As a result, Mia often had the manor to herself.

At first, Mia felt fear living alone, but three years of solitude had stilled her heart. Emotions such as fear, anger, sadness, and grief were now locked deep inside her heart.

Mary looked anxiously at Mia. She wanted to say something, but when she saw Mia stand up and walk towards the upstairs, she could only sigh helplessly. After tidying up the house, she left the manor.

Mia sat on the balcony chair of her bedroom, looking at the outside scenery and the ships on the Seine. Despite the beautiful scenery in front of her, she could only see the world in gray. She rested her head against the back of the chair wearily. This marriage was draining her emotional energy.

As the sky darkened, Tang Yun drove back to the manor. He had just returned from the family home, having been summoned to answer questions regarding his scandal with Mo Jiana. At that moment, his mood was terrible.

When he descended from the car, only the garden lights were on, the house was completely dark, which caused him to furrow his brows in displeasure. Upon entering, the sensor light in the foyer instantly illuminated. He then switched on the rest of the lights, leaving the previously pitch-dark manor now brilliantly lit.

The building below was incredibly quiet, as if nobody lived there. The silence filled Tang Yun's heart with anger, possibly as a result of being impatient while being questioned at the old mansion. This sour mood made him want to vent his wrath, so he stomped upstairs.

Tang Yun forcefully pushed open the door, only to find the room empty. His first thought was that Mia was missing. As he was about to go downstairs to make a call, he noticed what seemed like a shadow on the balcony. Moving closer, he saw Mia sleeping on the couch, resting her head on a pillow with faint traces of tears soaked into it. Tang Yun hesitated for a moment before rudely waking her up.

"You're quite comfortable here, even managing to sleep." Tang Yun's first words were a biting, scornful reproof. "Your parents surely made a fine job of educating you, having you stay here like a puppet."

Jolted awake, Mia still felt groggy, her head heavy, probably from having slept all day and catching a cold.

"Speak, are you mute now?" Mia's silence further incensed Tang Yun, his words becoming sharper, "Don't you know what's happening to me outside? The thing between Mo Jiana and me? Aren't you the most dedicated wife?”

"What difference does it make, even if I did know?" Mia sighed inwardly. Tang Yun was deliberately picking a fight with her. No matter what she did or said, she was wrong. This was the pattern of her life with Tang Yun.

Mia's indifferent response only further added to Tang Yun's irritation. Her calm gaze made him feel like a petulant child, "Right, even if you knew about me and the other woman, you have no right to interfere. You are only a woman bought back by the Tang family. Your mere existence makes me feel more disgusted than the women outside."

Despite being impervious, hearing Tang Yun's words of humiliation, Mia's heart still ached. She didn't know when Tang Yun started to intensify his humiliation towards her. Did he want to drive her away so that he could marry Mo Jiana?

Tang Yun thought Mia would say something in response. However, she merely lowered her head slightly, obscuring her facial expression. Tang Yun didn't care what Mia would do in response. Seeing the submissive Mia made him more furious, but he didn't know what else to do, so he turned around to leave in frustration.

"Tang Yun, let's get a divorce!" As Tang Yun was about to step out of the room, Mia suddenly spoke, stopping him in his tracks.