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When the Scapegoat Walks Away

Hired by the wealthy Shelton family to save their reputation, the protagonist endures a miserable marriage to Jenny Shelton. While Jenny blames him for her failed wedding, she remains unaware that her lover actually abandoned her. After years of starvation and abuse, Jenny's reckless behavior causes a power outage that kills the protagonist's mother. He rejects her belated financial help, realizing his debt is paid. Now, he is finally walking away from the toxic Shelton legacy for good.
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Chapter 1

I'm the scapegoat who was hired by the rich Shelton family to marry into that family under the guise of repaying them for their benevolence.

But my wife, Jenny Shelton, hates me for ruining the wedding meant for her and her first love, Jackson Wembley. She has hordes of treasure under her name, and yet she only gives me five dollars every day to survive.

I've starved to the point I'm all skin and bones. Jenny, on the other hand, goes through partners like mad. She even drives while under alcoholic influence in order to make her new boyfriend laugh, which results in her crashing into the generator powering in the hospital and causing my mother's death.

Later on, Jenny merely throws me a black card.

"Wow, you really have the heart to arrange for your mom to live in that small and rundown hospital, huh? Then again, a money-minded person like you is capable of doing everything in this world.

"Take this card and get your mom transferred to a VIP ward. Don't think about stealing from this card; I'll always check the bills."

But I just throw the black card away and start preparing for my mom's funeral.

What Jenny doesn't know is that Jackson had chosen to flee from the altar and abandon her back then. I was just a tool hired by her family in order to comfort her.

Now that my mom is dead and I'm done paying back the debt, it's time for me to leave.

"The funeral service has already started, Jenny. Where are you?" Rowena Smith took my phone and called my wife, Jenny Shelton, during my mother's funeral.

But the person who answered the call was a man. "Jenny was up late last night, Mrs. Shelton. She's still asleep. I'll let her know when she wakes up."

"How could she not attend her own mother-in-law's funeral?" Rowena snapped, her hands planted on her hips.

She then ended the call in a fit of anger. "I'm sorry, Caleb. I spoiled her too much."

Jenny hated my guts. I had never expected her to come, so there was nothing for me to feel upset about.

I pulled out the agreement I had signed back then—the one that made me a scapegoat—and handed it to Rowena. I calmly said, "The seven-year term is up, Mrs. Shelton. My marriage certificate with Jenny is fake as well. I'm going to—"

Anticipating my words, she wiped her tears and cut me off. "I thought your mother would finally recover when Jenny found a matching heart for her. I didn't expect that even then, she still couldn't make it…

"Caleb, Jenny might have been at fault, but the forensic report confirmed the cause of your mother's death. It wasn't a medical accident caused by a power outage, but suicide."

Rowena continued, "For the sake of how hard Jenny worked to find a donor match for your mother, could you give her another chance?"

Suicide? How could Mom bear to commit suicide when she hadn't even seen me start a family yet?

I knew this was just an excuse to defend her daughter, and I couldn't be bothered to argue. "Thank you for helping me back then," I said. "But Jenny doesn't need me anymore. You can let me go, right?"

Rowena sighed and slipped a gold-embossed card into my hand.

"Since you've made up your mind, I won't stop you. But there are still seven days left before our agreement ends. Give her some time to process it."

I'd already endured seven years. Seven more days wouldn't make any difference.

I pushed the card back. "You've already given me more than enough. I can't take this money."

Rowena stuffed the card into my pocket and patted my hand. In a sincere tone, she said, "Jenny and I would've fallen out a long time ago if you hadn't taken the fall for me back then. This one billion dollars is just a small token of my gratitude.

"Caleb… I'm begging you. Please keep the secret for me."

It turned out this was hush money.

I knew Rowena wouldn't feel at ease if I refused it. I could only accept it with a bitter smile.

Back then, Jenny had ignored her family's objections and threatened suicide just to marry her first love.

But right before the wedding, he eloped overseas with a wealthy woman.

Afraid Jenny wouldn't be able to handle the blow, Rowena paid me to put on an act. She tampered with Jenny's car and arranged for me to save her, using that as an excuse for me to marry into the family.

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