As the widowed daughter-in-law of the top-tier wealthy Sinclair family, Evangeline Sinclair had always been pure and desireless...
Until one late night, a man pinned her against the wall, his eyes full of seduction. "Just when exactly will you let me rise to power through our child?"
Evangeline Sinclair had always known that her relationship with Hadrian Mercer would end someday.
She had imagined countless possibilities.
For instance: she grew tired of playing and wanted someone new;
Or: the Sinclair family found her a new marriage prospect;
Yet she never expected that her husband who had been "dead" for three years would suddenly return.
Later, Tristan Wyndham gripped her throat, his face twisted as he coaxed her, "Evangeline, I know I was wrong. Forgive me, will you?"
He forgot that Hadrian Mercer stood behind him, watching with mocking amusement. "Since President Sinclair dares to dream so boldly... I wouldn't mind sending you to your death a second time."
And later still, Hadrian Mercer held her left hand bearing the ring and knelt devoutly. "Evangeline, I beg you just call me 'husband' once. Please?"
