Scum-guthusband chasing his wife into the crematorium + domineering CEO snatches her back
Stone-cold sober queen + aloof, sultry heir
Abigail Winters had seen Julian Sinclair’s devotion—and felt his betrayal
She swallowed the pain, said nothing, tricked him into signing the divorce papers
When the thirty-day cooling-off period ended, she told him calmly, “Julian Sinclair, I don’t want you anymore. Get out of my life.”
Julian Sinclair felt lightning strike his chest; panic reddened his eyes. He shredded the agreement to confetti. “Who said anything about divorce? I don't agree!”
Sebastian Hartwell—chaebol royalty, a man no one could reach
She had no intention of provoking him, yet they kept colliding
At a gala, drunk, she accidentally yanked his tie; he leaned in, voice cool and filthy against her ear:
“Your ex-husband is watching. Sure you want to be this… reckless?”
