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

After dealing with the burn on her leg, Tristan looked at Cynthia with meaningful eyes.


"What do you want?" Cynthia met his deep and profound gaze, and her eyebrows twitched.


Tristan glanced at her, his eyes filled with a suggestive smile. He placed her on the bed, wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He lightly pecked her ear, and with a deep, magnetic voice, he spoke, "Sleep with my girlfriend."


"Otherwise, what do you think I want?" Tristan's voice carried a hint of laughter, his tone tender, like a soft feather brushing against her heart, causing Cynthia's fingertips to curl slightly.


She smelled the cool scent from him, inexplicably feeling at ease. Taking a deep breath, she calmed the turmoil in her heart and said lightly, "How would I know."


Tristan held her in his embrace, his warm palm gently caressing her back in a rhythmic and soothing manner, truly coaxing her to sleep like a child.


Sleep with My Girlfriend