When she left, I took it as a gift from fate. Freedom from pretending I had a happy family with a woman I felt nothing for. But her disappearance turned out to be so mysterious that even the best detectives couldn’t find her. A father capable of anything made it clear that if something happened to her, I would have to forget my successful career. In a fit of rage, tearing apart her room, I found a stash of her diaries. Searching for clues, I stumbled upon a shocking truth—more terrifying than any evidence. It turned out I didn’t know my wife at all, and my achievements were the result of her efforts.