Hazel Haynes, an unfavored daughter of the Haynes family, is embroiled in a well-known scandal due to her marriage. Framed by her stepmother and stepsister, she married her sister's fiancé. Four years ago, she was swept out by her husband who thought she was a scheming woman. Four years later, she returns with three children and becomes the chairman of the Haynes Group. Rising to the upper class, she befriends celebrities and engages in battles of wits and courage with bitches and jerks. Now the most important thing for her is to draw a clear line with her ex-husband. Chase Black, a billionaire, and CEO of the Black Corporation, unexpectedly went from Hazel's sister's fiancé to her husband. Four years ago, he was so disgusted with her that he mercilessly divorced her and drove her out of the house. Four years later, however, they meet again, and he is gradually attracted to her in the process of getting along. Gradually eliminating his prejudice against her, he falls into her trap. ~Excerpt~ Chase:You shouldn't be talking to other guys. Hazel: I have the right to interact with others without feeling controlled. Chase: You're mine, even after the divorce. I won't let anyone else have you. I can't stand the thought of you being with someone else. You belong to me. Hazel: I don't belong to you.! Chase: I won't allow it. You're mine forever. When he proposes to her again, will she still agree? Read to find out
Amara smiled and patted her daughter's shoulder comfortingly. "Everything's fine. There's nothing to worry about!
"Everything will be fine once you're married.No matter what, you'll marry into the Black family and become Mrs. Black! Then the Haynes family can be proud!"
"We can't afford to mess things up this time! We have to endure everything. Don't make a scene before Chase!"
Lyra nodded and answered, "I understand!"
"Then hurry up and get packing! We have to prepare and go over to the Black mansion tomorrow. Go to bed early today!"
"Okay, then I'll go back to my room!"
"Go! Sleep early! Don't forget to apply a facial mask to hydrate your skin!"
"Got it, Mom!" Lyra answered impatiently and went upstairs.
After returning to her room, Lyra eagerly took out another phone.
Fred had sent her many messages and was asking to meet her again.
But the wedding was imminent, so Lyra dared not meet Fred.