[Crematorium + Ex-husband Gone Mad with Regret + Badass Female Lead + No Way Back]
Four years of marriage, and Willa Bulman loved so low she was practically dust—yet never earned a single glance from her husband.
He gladly crossed mountains and seas for his white moonlight, showering her with limitless devotion just to make up for the regrets of youth.
As for Willa, the legal wife, she became nothing more than an expendable ornament in their marriage.
She cried, she begged, she remade herself again and again, desperate to keep even a sliver of his attention.
But he wrapped his arms around another woman, laughing with scorn: “Willa Bulman? That corpse-face of hers kills every last bit of desire. Cold as stone--what does she know about being a real woman?”
In that instant, Willa Bulman finally understood--
she wasn’t even an object; she was just an eyesore in the background.
So she smiled, signed the divorce papers without hesitation, and walked away clean.
When they met again, she was no longer the pitiful creature orbiting one man.
She slips out of her formal business suit and slips into a long cheongsam., Willa Bulman turned every glance and every smile into pure allure.
Suitors swarmed around her, and even the all-powerful Mr. Moore was willing to break every rule for her alone.
Jaden Aubert stood outside the crowd, watching the woman he once despised now blaze like a supernova—radiant, adored, her crimson lips curving in effortless glamour.
He went mad trying to turn back the clock. Night after night he waited beneath her apartment, offering jewels, blank checks, ready to rip out his own heart if only she’d take it.
When people asked about Willa Bulman and Jaden Aubert, Willa’s lips lifted in a soft, icy smile.
“Mr. Aubert is the most insignificant footnote in the book of my life.”
