As the granddaughter of the wealthiest magnate in San Heith, Cynthia Shannon had been in a relationship with Joe Louise for three years, only to find her sincere affections spurned and left in the dust.
Joe regarded her as a simple rural woman, and on their wedding day, he abandoned her to pursue another dazzling beauty, leaving Cynthia heartbroken. But once she decisively ended the relationship, she reclaimed her status as a wealthy heiress, inheriting a fortune worth billions. Her life then ascended to its pinnacle, yet there were always scoundrels who emerged to vex her.
Amidst Cynthia's efforts to deal with these scoundrels, a certain Mr. Ford, known for inspiring dread in anyone who heard his name, stood by, applauding her with admiration. "My formidable wife," Mr. Ford praised.
Cynthia Shannon replied, "Please mind your choice of words."
Mr. Ford half-closed his eyes, leaning elegantly against the bed, his movements bewitching. "With this token as evidence, do you still want to deny our bond?"

From Wedding Betrayal to Billionaire's Devotion

Before Cynthia Shannon could raise her gaze, the man's hand fell on her head, carefully pulling her into his embrace. "Stay with me."


It was just a simple action, but it made Cynthia's heart skip a beat for no apparent reason.


"I'm afraid that staying here will disturb you..."


"But you have already disturbed my mind and thrown me off balance. You have to take responsibility for me." His low voice slowly wrapped around her ears, carrying a hint of seductive magnetism that made her ears tingle and her cheeks unconsciously heat up.


Cynthia tilted her head, avoiding his hand. "Then rest well for now. Continue working after the fever subsides."


Tristan looked at her with lowered eyes, a smile of indulgence tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Alright, I'll listen to my girlfriend."


"Then you should sleep first. I'll stay here with you."


Take Responsibility for Me