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

"Anyone, anything, should not be the reason for you to change yourself," Tristan stared at her. "You don't have to change yourself; I'll slowly adapt to you."


Upon hearing his words, without warning, a sourness surged in Cynthia's eyes. Warm tears gradually filled her eyes. The tears she had been holding back for so long were finally uncontrollable, slipping down like beads off a broken string.


The calm and restrained look in Tristan's eyes was finally defeated by heartache and panic in this moment. He clumsily wiped away the tears on Cynthia's face. "Be good, don't cry. Let me give you a hug."


Listening to his clumsy coaxing, Cynthia couldn't help but laugh through her tears. "Tristan, do you even know how to comfort a girl?"


"Not really." Tristan frowned slightly, earnestly explaining, "Actually, I don't understand tenderness very well, but for you, I'm willing to do my best."


Clearly Rejecting Face?！