He Left Me for Dead, Now I'm Back
Language: en
It was our third wedding anniversary, and I rushed home. But when I pushed open the door, my workroom had been painted pink, and all the rare equipment my father left me had been thrown in the trash. In their place stood a pink piano. Ethan appeared before me with a woman in his arms. He said Melody needed the sunroom. Those pieces of junk were just gathering dust anyway. He also said he had fallen for her. If he'd met her earlier, he never would have married me. Five years ago, he dug me out of an avalanche with his bare hands until his hands were bloody and torn. Now he held…