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My Husband was the Best Villain in our Marriage

My name is Mandy Eisenman—the cold, untouchable top actress everyone envies on screen. I was also the woman loved and protected for five years by Erving Pollock, the heir who owned half the resources of New York’s entertainment industry. To win my heart, he once stood in the pouring rain for hours, nearly losing his life shielding me from an obsessed fan’s attack. When I won Best Actress, he was in the audience with reddened eyes, clapping the hardest, looking even more emotional than I was. I thought that kind of love would last forever. But then Anya Heffernan came into the picture. She was a painter who got hit by a car saving Erving. And just like that, she became the third party in our relationship. He started skipping the candlelit dinners I planned just so he could accompany her to the movies. He gave her the scarf I had stayed up all night knitting, just because she said she was cold. Even when she spilled coffee on my haute couture dress, he rushed to comfort her, leaving me behind. Whenever I felt wronged and complained, he would always bring up that car accident, making me feel like I was overreacting. One day, headlines blew up the entire internet. [Painter Anya Heffernan’s latest piece, inspired by a mysterious nude actress, stuns the auction world!] Only then did the fragile calm I had been clinging to completely shatter.