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 furrowed her eyebrows slightly and said, "Endure it."


Jacob intended to boast, but when the disinfectant touched his back, he couldn't help but inhale sharply, "Tsk, Old man Quinn is ruthless!"


Cynthia remained silent and continued to tend to the wounds. As the disinfectant soaked into the injuries on his back, the veins on Jacob's forehead subtly protruded. He looked at Cynthia and asked, "Aren't you curious at all?"


Jacob cooperated by adjusting his position, leaning forward on the chair back to make it easier for Cynthia to apply the medicine. Her movements were relentless, clean, and skilled, as if she had practiced these actions hundreds or thousands of times.


"Did you really just accept a little favor from Tristan?" Jacob looked at Cynthia's frowning expression as she examined his gruesome wounds.


I'm Your Brother, Blood is Thicker Than Water!