Rejected to be His Luna

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Nora Hua wasnt sure if all men who cheat kept two phones. While Ian Lu was in the shower, a selfie from his mistress arrived.

It was a very young girl, with a delicate look but dressed in expensive clothes that didnt suit her age, making her seem awkward.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for the birthday gift," the message read.

Nora stared at the photo for a long time until her eyes ached. She had always known there was someone else in Ians life, but she was surprised by the girls youth and the taste of her husband.

She thought, "Im sorry for seeing your secret, Ian."

The sound of the bathroom door opening pulled her from her thoughts.

Moments later, Ian Lu emerged, his white bathrobe clinging to his well-defined abs and broad chest, exuding a raw sensuality.

"How long do you plan to stare?" he asked, snatching the phone from Noras hand and beginning to dress.

There was no embarrassment in his expression; Nora knew his confidence stemmed from his financial dominance. Despite her once being a famous violinist, she was now dependent on him.

Nora didnt dwell on the photo. She knew she couldnt afford to.

Noticing he was about to leave, she quickly spoke up, "Ian, I want to talk to you."

The man leisurely fastened his belt, looking at his wife with a smirk, perhaps recalling her submissive demeanor in bed, "Already wanting more?"

But this intimacy was nothing more than condescension.

He never truly cared for this wife of his, a marriage of convenience due to an accident.

Ian Lu glanced at the Patek Philippe watch on the bedside table, his tone indifferent, "I have five minutes, my driver is waiting downstairs."

Nora guessed where he was going, her eyes darkening, "Ian, I want to work outside the home."

Work outside the home?

Ian Lu, fastening his watch, looked at her for a long moment, then pulled out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a number, tore it off, and handed it to her, "Isnt being a full-time wife at home enough? Work isnt for you."

With that, he was about to leave.

Nora chased after him, lowering her pride, "Im not afraid of hard work! I want to work... I can play the violin..."

The man had no patience to listen further.

In his mind, Nora was like a delicate vine, dependent and unsuitable for public life or hardship.

Ian Lu checked his watch again, "Times up!"

He left without looking back, and Nora couldnt stop him. She could only ask as he grasped the doorknob, "My dads birthday is on Saturday, will you have time?"

Ian Lu paused, "Well see!"

The door gently closed, and soon the sound of a car starting downstairs faded into the distance.

A few minutes later, the housekeeper came upstairs.

Knowing the strained relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Lu, she acted as a messenger, "Mr. Lu is going to Hillside City for a few days on important matters. Also, the company just delivered a batch of Mr. Lus clothes, Mrs. Lu, would you like them sent to laundry or would you prefer to wash and iron them yourself?"

Nora knelt on the sofa, lost in thought.

After a while, she responded softly, "Wash them by hand!"

Because Ian Lu disliked the smell of dry cleaning solvents, all his clothes, including suits and overcoats, were almost always hand-washed and ironed by Nora.

Besides this, Ian Lu had high standards in other areas.

He didnt like eating out, and he didnt tolerate any mess in the bedroom. Nora learned cooking, organizing, and flower arranging... She gradually became the perfect full-time wife.

Her life was almost entirely about Ian Lu.

But Ian Lu still didnt love her.

Nora looked down at the check.

Last year, her familys business collapsed, her brother was accused and in custody, her father suffered a sudden illness costing over a hundred thousand a month, and every time she went home, Heather Shen complained about the little money she got from Ian Lu.

"He is the CEO of Lu Medical Group, worth billions... Nora, you are his wife, isnt his yours?"

Nora gave a bitter smile.

How could Ian Lus wealth be hers?

Ian Lu didnt love her, was indifferent to her, their marriage was sex without love, and he even forbade her from bearing his child, reminding her to take medication after each intimate encounter.

Yes, she had to take her medication.

Nora felt for the pill bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it mechanically.

After swallowing the pill, she gently opened a small drawer, revealing a thick journal filled with 18-year-old Noras love for Ian Lu—

Six years, she had loved him for six long years!

Nora suddenly closed her eyes.

……

Nora didnt wait for Ian Lu to return; on Friday night, a major incident occurred at the Hua Family.

News came that the eldest son of the Hua Family—Sidney Hua, might face ten years in prison for an economic case involving Hua Group.

Ten years was enough to destroy a person.

That night, Huas father suffered from acute cerebral hemorrhage and was hospitalized, in a critical condition requiring immediate surgery.

Nora stood in the hospital corridor, calling Ian Lu repeatedly, but no one answered. Just as she was about to give up, Ian Lu sent her a WeChat message.

As always, concise.

"Im still in Hillside City, if you need anything, contact Secretary Qin."

Nora called again, and this time Ian Lu answered. She hurriedly said, "Ian, my dad..."

Ian Lu interrupted her.

His tone was slightly impatient, "Do you need money? Ive told you many times, if its urgent, contact Secretary Qin... Nora, are you listening?"

……

Nora looked up at the electronic screen, her expression dazed, as the news played.

"President of Lu Medical Group, to win a beautiful womans smile, books the entire Disney to set off fireworks."

Under the dazzling fireworks,

The young girl sat in a wheelchair, smiling innocently and charmingly, and her husband, Ian Lu, stood behind the wheelchair... holding a phone, talking to her.

Nora blinked gently.

After a long while, her voice carried a trace of shattering, "Ian, where are you?"

There was a pause on the other end, seemingly displeased with her check, but he still perfunctorily said, "Still busy, if its nothing, I hang up. You contact Secretary Qin."

He didnt notice her voice on the verge of tears, but the gaze he cast towards others... was very gentle, very tender.

Noras vision blurred—

So, Ian Lu could be this gentle.

From behind, came the voice of her stepmother, Heather Shen: "Have you contacted Ian Lu? Nora, you must ask Ian Lu for help with this..."

Heathers words stopped because she too saw the scene on the electronic screen.

After a while, Heather found her voice again, "He went to Hillside City again? Nora, I cant believe that when Ian Lu was in a coma, this girl named Bella Bai playing the violin woke him up? Even if its true, is there such a way to repay?"

"He cant even remember your birthday!"

……

Heather became more and more angry as she spoke, and thinking about the Hua familys situation, she couldnt help but shed tears, "But Nora... you must be clear-headed, dont fight with Ian Lu at this time."

Nora clenched her palm, her nails digging into her flesh, but she felt no pain.

Fight with Ian Lu?

She wouldnt, not because she was a considerate Mrs. Lu, but because she didnt have the qualifications.

A wife not loved, a title in name only!

She gazed at the fireworks and softly said,