Chapter 1

Late at night, unable to sleep during another cold war with my boyfriend, I scrolled past a trending topic.

“How much interaction with the opposite sex can you tolerate from your partner?”

I really wanted an answer to that question. My boyfriend had zero tolerance for any men around me.

Even if I just coordinated work projects with a male coworker, he would give me the silent treatment for three days.

Comments below argued that love was all about possession. The more a man loved you, the less he could tolerate.

Then someone replied with a completely different take.

【Not necessarily.】

【I believe in giving every handsome man a home. Even after Sugar Daddy Number Three caught me cheating, he begged me not to leave him. He still sends me five thousand dollars every month.】

【He told me he would gladly be my dog as long as he had a tiny place in my heart.】

Along with the post, she shared several bank transfer screenshots.

The profile picture on those transfers was identical to the one belonging to my boyfriend.

The very same man who had just slammed the door and stormed out because my childhood friend wished me a happy birthday.

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My hands trembled so violently I nearly dropped my phone.

This was impossible.

Gavin had an obsession with cleanliness, both in daily life and in relationships.

He couldn't even stand me exchanging a single sentence with my childhood friend. How could a man like him ever be someone else’s “dog”?

It had to be a coincidence.

Countless people on the internet used the exact same avatar.

I forced myself to take a deep breath and tried to close the app.

Yet my fingers moved on their own, tapping right into the profile of @SugarBarbie.

Her pinned post had gone live only ten minutes ago.

【A limited-edition diamond watch from Sugar Daddy Number Three. Not my most expensive piece, but at least he knows how to obey.】

The attached photo showed a slender wrist wearing a luxury diamond-encrusted watch.

That exact watch...

Gavin had posted a picture of it on his own feed just yesterday.

His caption had read: 【A reward for hard work, meant for the one I love most.】

At the time, I thought it was an apology gift he bought for me.

Turns out, I was just flattering myself.

Someone in the comments asked with obvious jealousy: 【Is Number Three old and ugly? Why else would he be so pathetic?】

@SugarBarbie seemed instantly triggered.

She shot back: 【Old? Ugly? Go get your eyes checked if you’re blind.】

Right after that, she dropped a clear photo.

【Let me show you what a top-tier handsome man looks like.】

The setting was the most exclusive omakase spot in the city.

A man was focused on his phone, his sharp profile and carved jawline unmistakable.

The high bridge of his nose, the thin lips.

And that tiny black mole right behind his ear.

It was Gavin.

My entire world shattered in an instant.

I stared at the screen without a single tear falling from my eyes.

A bone-chilling cold swept through my entire body.

For seven long years, I had been living in a curated fantasy he built just to keep me blind.