The Luna Choosing Game

The car accident that took her husbands life also brought a torrent of slander upon Grace Gu. Accused of being a fortune-seeking widow, a modern-day Lady Macbeth, she faced the whispers of "black widow" and "murderer" every day. Yet, she always held her chin high, ignoring the gossip like a proud queen.

However, every time Alex Shen dragged her into his office to humiliate her, all her pretenses were torn away. The helplessness and inability to resist left her heart aching and gasping for air.

Ray Shen was dead, but Alex Shen lived on.

Grace wished it had been her who died, sparing her from the immense pressure and ridicule, yet she had to bear the title of widow and continue to live in her late husbands company, engaging in acts that society deemed unspeakable with her husbands brother.

A long hand tightly gripped her chin, Alex Shens handsome face devoid of any emotional warmth as he forced Grace to look into his eyes. Their bodies collided violently, but Grace remained expressionless, a lifeless mask.

He was angry, he hated her, and he despised her feigned strength.

Two years had passed, and neither of them had found peace.

Finally, the last heat of passion made Graces brow furrow slightly, imperceptibly. She skillfully reached for a couple of tissues, wiped herself, stood up, and straightened her dress: "Is it over? If it is, please sign this document."

"Are you dead?!" Alex Shen growled.

He couldnt stand her haughty demeanor, enjoying the act himself, yet she appeared as if she was the one being forced into it.

Didnt she always say that being with Alex Shen was the happiest thing, that she wanted to marry Alex Shen, to be with him happily ever after?

But the warmth of her sweet words hadnt faded when she married his brother, Ray Shen.

A womans vow, so fragile against the test of time.

The moment Alex Shen received the news, he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. When he rushed back to the country, he witnessed their wedding.

Grace, as beautiful as the stars, was surrounded by people on the stage, but her eyes wandered to the台下. Finally, she spotted him hiding behind a pillar, his expression rigid, his gaze fixed on her. He was there, gulping down alcohol, out of place in that joyous and lively world.

And beside him, Ray Shens eyes were filled with love, kneeling on one knee with a ring: "Grace, will you marry me?"

"Mm..."

A soft response, accompanied by the cheers of the crowd, the sound of a glass shattering in the corner drowned out. No one noticed a person alone in sorrow.

However, with the end of the wedding, all happiness also came to an abrupt halt.

That night, on the way back to the Shen residence from the hotel, a car accident ended Ray Shens life, leaving Grace severely injured.

Alex Shen spent half a month by her side, finally awakening her from her slumber.

How excited he was when she woke up, God had at least spared the one he loved the most, yet also the grief of his brothers death.

The moment Grace woke up, he tightly gripped her neck, his eyes filled with pain as if it would overflow: "Why wasnt it you who died!"

But she didnt struggle at all, a tear falling from the corner of her eye onto the pillow...

The same question was asked countless times, but Grace never answered.

"If I could, I wish I were dead now." Grace pulled at the hem of her skirt, finally answering the question, her voice devoid of warmth.

For these two years, she lived like a puppet, indifferent to what the outside world said. No matter how Alex Shen hated and tormented her, she gritted her teeth and endured. The only thing she wanted to do was to run Ray Shens company well and get it back on track, then leave. It was his lifelong career, and she didnt know what else she could do for him.

Alex Shen stood up, his lips curling slightly: "You said you wanted to protect my brothers business, right? Then tonight, come with me to meet Mr. Huang."

Graces eyes tightened, looking at Alex Shen in shock.

Mr. Huang, notorious for his lecherous behavior in their circle. And now, Alex Shen chose to humiliate her in this way.