“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."
Natalie felt her world spin, the room tilting in ways she couldn't control as she stared at Dominic, looking pale with his head covered in bandage. His voice, so familiar yet distant, sent shockwaves through her, making it impossible to breathe.
Does he remember only their time in Aracemia? The words rang in her ears, over and over, like a cruel joke. Not their entire tumultuous history, not the hurt or the betrayal, just... the early, sweeter times. A time when things were simpler, a time before it all fell apart.
Sabrina's voice cut through the silence, her own shock quickly transforming into anger. "How could he only remember her?!" Sabrina's fury was palpable, her eyes narrowing as they flickered from Dominic to Natalie. "Doesn't he know who else was here for him? Who else fought for him all this time?"