Million Dollar Mistress Ten Cent Wife
Language: en
The day my father’s heart finally started to fail, I sold the diamond pavé necklace Nate had given me as a wedding gift. I needed thirty thousand dollars for the emergency surgery, and I needed it by morning. The next day, Nate found out. He bought the necklace back, walked into our penthouse, and threw it at my face. It hit my cheek with a cold, metallic sting. "Gold digger," he whispered, a sharp, effortless smirk playing on his lips. "I knew you’d show your true colors eventually." From that day on, the rotation of girls in Nate’s life changed weekly. He didn't hide them; he flaunted…