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

Cynthia blinked awkwardly at him, looking a bit embarrassed. Her voice was weak, almost like a mosquito's, "I... I think it's that time of the month..."


"What?" Tristan furrowed his brow. His pitch-black eyes concealed surging waves beneath, his breath slightly quickened, and faintly visible veins bulged on his forehead, revealing his restraint and patience.


Cynthia bit her lip, finding it difficult to articulate, "It's, um, that... thing..."


Seeing Tristan looking utterly confused, she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's my period..."


Cynthia now wished she could find a hole to hide in. She didn't know how to face Tristan. Lowering her eyelids, she reluctantly squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "There seems to be no sanitary pads here. Could you please help me buy some?"


Faintly Visible Veins Bulging