Fake Heiress’s Runaway: Goodbye, Cheater

Jonathan Lester cheated on her.

Three days ago, Grace Harrison had just finished an eight-hour surgery. As she walked out of the hospital, she received an anonymous photo.

In it, her husband—who had apologetically claimed he couldn't be with her on their anniversary—was now touring Harbor City with another woman. The image showed them lying naked together in bed, their intimacy unmistakable.

She'd spent three days in a daze. Today, Jonathan finally returned from his business trip.

Grace worked at the same hospital. The moment she heard he was back, she rushed to his office.

She stood outside his door for a long time before finally raising her hand to knock, moving like a puppet on strings.

"Come in."

Grace pushed the door open. Jonathan sat behind his desk, head down as he wrote up patient notes. Fresh from his trip, exhaustion lined his features.

"What is it?" Jonathan didn't look up.

Grace forced a smile and handed him a document, flipped to the signature page. "There's a procurement contract that needs your signature. The hospital wants to acquire a batch of the latest minimally invasive equipment for the OB-GYN department."

As their department head, Jonathan had to sign off on all equipment purchases.

"The new equipment is much simpler to operate. Even surgical staff can use it following the manual. It'll greatly improve treatment efficiency."

Jonathan nodded and took the document, signing his name at the bottom without much thought. "Thanks. I'm having dinner with colleagues tonight, so don't wait up."

Grace paused briefly, her expression neutral. "Alright. Got it."

She took the document and left. As she passed the examination room next to his office, she heard faint noises from inside.

Grace's chest tightened painfully, though she already knew what was happening. She kept her gaze straight ahead and left without acknowledging it.

As soon as she returned to her own department, there was a knock at the door.

Grace looked up. "Come in."

"Ms. Harrison." Her student, Zara Jenkins, entered from the hallway.

She looked conflicted. "Are you really applying for that overseas training position? It's three whole years. What about Dr. Lester?"

Grace had received similar opportunities before. If she'd agreed to the training programs, she would have returned with promotions guaranteed.

But she'd turned them all down for Jonathan.

At first, Zara thought Grace was making a mistake—after all, she was just as talented as Jonathan. Why sacrifice her career for family?

But over time, Zara had become charmed by their relationship, secretly rooting for them as a couple.

Now that Grace had suddenly agreed to go abroad, Zara was stunned.

Grace nodded, her tone casual. "I've already submitted the application form to the director. As for him... I'll make arrangements."

She finished speaking and moved the procurement contract aside, revealing the divorce papers underneath.

Her fingertips traced over Jonathan's name, inch by inch. Her mind flashed back to three years ago, to the determination in his eyes. "Grace is the only woman I'll ever love."

His vow still echoed in her ears.

Yet barely three years into their marriage, the man who'd claimed he couldn't live without Grace had already turned his attention to another woman. He'd even used a business trip as an excuse on their anniversary to take his mistress on a romantic getaway to Harbor City.

When the photo arrived on Grace's phone, she'd just finished an eight-hour surgery. The moment she saw it, her legs gave out and she collapsed against Zara.

How could this be?

How could Jonathan betray her?

Grace desperately tried to convince herself the photo was fake. But as she pieced together the evidence, all the anomalies she'd previously overlooked surfaced like blades cutting into her nerves.