The CEO's Reborn Lover
Joy Brown
As I clung to Alfred in the explosion, crying out my love, all I could think about was the absurdity of our ten-year marriage—how I had foolishly believed he only married me for the Sanders fortune.
Then I opened my eyes to find my white lace wedding gown still draped at the foot of the bed, and him standing in the moonlight, unchanged from a decade ago, before my coldness had frozen him completely. "Are you okay?" he asked from beyond the door as I gripped the handle, trembling. In my past li...
Then I opened my eyes to find my white lace wedding gown still draped at the foot of the bed, and him standing in the moonlight, unchanged from a decade ago, before my coldness had frozen him completely. "Are you okay?" he asked from beyond the door as I gripped the handle, trembling. In my past li...