He Dumped Me For Being Poor, Not Knowing My Family Owns His Empire
Language: en
I played poor for three years, eating cheap cup ramen with Hale in a cramped studio apartment. He thought I was an orphan who grew up in foster care, and I never bothered to correct him. On the day of my prenatal checkup, he slid a gold-foiled invitation across the table. "Samantha and I are getting married at the end of the month." "Windsor, I’m not a poor guy. I’m the heir to the Harman Medical Group." "Her family has been partnering with mine for twenty years. My mother wants this marriage." I stared at the gilded letters on the card, completely stunned. He continued in a…