After His Wife's Death, the CEO Went Mad
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Six Years Ago, I Sent My Love Edward Thomas to Prison for My Father's Sake
Six years later, he's emerged as a brilliant business star—noble and dazzling.
Meanwhile, I've faced bankruptcy, motherhood, and family rejection. I'm no longer the beautiful, elegant heiress I once was.
When we meet again, he coldly stares at the spilled wine on the floor and commands: "Get on your knees. Lick it clean."
Humiliation from someone you love hurts worse than a thousand cuts.
I dare not harbor any more fantasies about him—I only wish to never see him again.
Years later, the typically composed Edward, holding our daughter's hand, pulls me into his embrace, trembling with emotion as he pleads: "Don't leave me."
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Six years later, he's emerged as a brilliant business star—noble and dazzling.
Meanwhile, I've faced bankruptcy, motherhood, and family rejection. I'm no longer the beautiful, elegant heiress I once was.
When we meet again, he coldly stares at the spilled wine on the floor and commands: "Get on your knees. Lick it clean."
Humiliation from someone you love hurts worse than a thousand cuts.
I dare not harbor any more fantasies about him—I only wish to never see him again.
Years later, the typically composed Edward, holding our daughter's hand, pulls me into his embrace, trembling with emotion as he pleads: "Don't leave me."
Continuously updated......