His Secret Obsession With My Scars
Language: en
The words flickered across my vision like a glitching neon sign, and I froze. In this high-stakes marriage of convenience, I was nothing but a "fragile ornament"—a decorative weight he couldn’t wait to shed. The scrolling text told me he loathed my clinginess. They said my family’s "new money" status made me a joke in his world. They predicted that tonight, the moment he stepped into his office, he would fall for the real female lead at first sight. And me? I was destined to go into a jealous spiral, cause a scene at his headquarters, and get crushed by a truck. My family would be driven…