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
At the Haynes's house.
Lyra called Chase more than ten times, but no one answered.
Amara watched anxiously from the side and said, "How is it? Is the call connected?"
Lyra said dejectedly, "No. Chase has been refusing to answer my calls."
Upon hearing that, Amara looked even more anxious. She said, "Oh no, this is going to be troublesome."
"Listen to me. Hurry up and go to his office to look for him."
"Mom, I don't want to go!" Lyra said.
Amara looked displeased. "You have to go even if you don't want to!" she said. "If you don't want to go alone, I'll go with you!
"Let's go. Hurry up and change your clothes."
Lyra pounded the sofa impatiently. "Mom, can you not be like this?" she said. "You're giving me a lot of pressure!
I'm annoyed. Do you know that?"