We've been married in secret for five years. Maurice York has never allowed our daughter to call him Dad, nor has he ever given me a single smile. To maintain his single persona, we only address each other by our job titles at the hospital, acting like we barely know each other. When his colleagues come to our home, I have to take our daughter out to stay in a hotel. I have been tolerant and yielding for the sake of our child, but when I came home one day, I walked in on his white moonlight coming out of the bedroom in her pajamas. This time, I couldn't take it anymore. If Maurice cares so much about keeping up his single act, I'll make sure he's single for good!