Part 1The Secretly Smitten Superstar

The entire internet knows my relationship with the A-list actor is a disaster.

They are eagerly waiting for me to be publicly rejected and humiliated on a celebrity divorce reality show.

However, on the very first night, the normally aloof and untouchable superstar had a near-meltdown when he drew the "separate bedrooms" card.

During our fireside chat, he pitifully complained to the whole world that I wasn't spending enough of his money.

In the heartbeat challenge, my single "Hubby" sent his heart rate soaring past 140.

And when the producers handed him a fake divorce agreement, he completely lost his cool, crying his eyes out and threatening to sue the show.

Netizens:

[Well, I'll be damned. So you're the desperate housewife here, bro?!]

[Ahhh, they tricked us! It's a divorce show masquerading as a dating show! Why is this so good?!]

[Girl, stop smiling! Turn around, your husband is about to drop dead from a broken heart!]

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I'm a C-list actress, famous mostly for my scandals and my working-class background.

I have the looks, the acting skills, the talent... wait, no, I just have the looks. My family background is average, and my public image is, well, debatable.

My popularity always hovered around the lower tiers.

That was until the news of my secret marriage to the top-tier superstar, Arthur Vance, broke out, shocking the entire internet.

Besides the massive gap in our status and family backgrounds, there was another reason for the shock: everyone in the industry knew Arthur had a subtle hostility towards me.

At an awards ceremony, across the crowded room, Arthur (who was standing dead center) and I accidentally locked eyes.

Caught off guard, I maintained my bright, sweet, fan-service smile.

The man, however, looked extremely uncomfortable. He quickly dropped his smile and, in a moment of panic, actually rolled his eyes.

When the video leaked, his massive fanbase was incredibly confused.

Arthur was known for being aloof and a man of few words, but he was also famously gentlemanly, polite, and emotionally stable.

Yet, he showed such undisguised disgust solely towards me.

Later, netizens dug up the few other times Arthur and I were caught in the same frame.

No matter how brightly he was smiling a second before, his face would instantly freeze the moment he saw me.

Add to that my naturally soft, whiny voice.

In the eyes of the internet, I became the desperate wannabe, constantly throwing myself at him while he gave me the cold shoulder.

Now that our secret marriage was exposed, these videos went viral again.

Netizens relentlessly mocked me, claiming Arthur had a physiological aversion to me and was red in the face from anger.

Hordes of haters tagged a divorce reality show on my social media:

[Please, just divorce him! Let our Arthur go!]

[This girl has some thick skin. How can she still smile when her husband clearly despises her?]

[Poor Arthur. A guy who barely shows emotion was forced to roll his eyes. Imagine how miserable his life must be.]

...

Under the intense pressure from the internet, the divorce reality show actually sent us an invitation.

Arthur and I were forced together by our grandfathers; there was absolutely no love involved.

Our daily interactions were no different from strangers living in the same house.

I had long had enough of this stagnant, dead-end life.

I agreed to the show without hesitation, ready to secure one last massive paycheck before we divorced.

Just as I was grinning like an idiot, counting the zeros on my compensation fee, I noticed Arthur staring at the contract with a complex expression, hesitating to sign.

"What's wrong?" I asked, a bit confused.

"My pen is broken," Arthur muttered, looking down.

"There's another one right there."

"That one's broken too..."

Sensing his reluctance, I assumed he didn't want to waste his precious time on me. I put on my best whining voice to coax him:

"It won't take up too much of your schedule. Let's just go, please?"

"O-okay then."

Arthur stumbled over his words, the tips of his ears turning red as he hastily scribbled his signature.