Gala Betrayal, My 51% Share Revenge

To give my wife a sense of security, once the company was on track, I stepped back and became a stay-at-home husband. For ten years since the company's founding, she had never once let me attend the annual gala.

When the tenth-anniversary gala was scheduled at a five-star hotel, I suggested I should go. She, busy lacing her shoes, didn't even look up.

"You're my husband. If you come, the employees won't feel relaxed."

Before leaving, she hurriedly planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Be good. After this busy period, we'll take Sunny to Hawaii."

The door clicked shut.