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

Just a simple sentence, without fancy rhetoric, and certainly no vows of eternal love as a prelude. Yet, this straightforward statement exploded in her ears like a thunderclap.


Hearing this, Cynthia's eyelashes trembled in disarray. Though Tristan's words were simple, she understood the depth of their meaning. He was using this way to prove his intentions to her. Through life and death, through poverty and wealth, through the ups and downs of life, he would never leave her. He was willing to spend his entire life cherishing and protecting her.


Cynthia felt as if her throat had been stuffed with cotton. Uncontrollable bitterness and soreness surged up, rendering her voiceless. Warm tears flowed uncontrollably, gradually blurring her vision.


Cynthia silently bit her cheek, and her hand, which had rested on the table, silently fell onto her lap, tightly gripping her dress. Why hadn't she met Tristan earlier in her life?


Tight, Subtle Trembling