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Amelia has slaved her whole life, working multiple jobs to help support her poor husband Caleb― only to discover he is a millionaire! 

When confronted, Caleb feels no guilt. He divorces her immediately to pursue his true love, leaving her with nothing to her name.

“Kelsie is the woman that I love, the woman who truly deserves to be by my side,” Caleb said. “Now, sign the papers and I can end this farce of a marriage.” 

But thankfully, fate has yet to close all its doors on her. 

The messy breakup has led Amelia to meet the elusive Matteo Montgomery, the mysterious owner of X’el International Inc., and even though Amelia could have sworn that this is the first time they have ever met, Matteo seemed to hold more interest in her than ordinary.

With her divorce finalized, Matteo’s courtship quickly grows more extravagant. He offers her everything, from a job as his secretary, a new penthouse apartment, and a permanent home in his heart.

But just as Amelia’s heart begins to open up to Matteo’s sincerity, Caleb comes crawling back, determined to ruin her life.

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“Oh?” Matteo asked, and Amelia caught a hint of amusement in his voice. “Then pray tell, what did we converse about?”

Amelia swallowed. Good heavens, he was so close. She could barely even breathe, afraid that every movement she made would just amplify how loud her heartbeat was. It was racing like a bullet train at this point, and she felt it clog at her throat, refusing her a chance to speak.

“I… I…I―”

“I have no girlfriend, Amelia,” Matteo said. “And before you overthink, I do not have a wife in secret either.” 

His fingers didn’t let go of her wrist, and instead, it even tightened its grip. It wasn’t painful in the slightest, but it sent surges of electricity rushing through her body as though she had been struck by lightning in the most thrilling of ways.

A coy smile curved his lips, and he leaned in just the slightest. His lips were now a hair’s breadth away from hers, and Amelia instinctively held her breath.

“Unless, perhaps you would like to volunteer?”

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Caleb merely raised an amused eyebrow at Carlo's display of protectiveness.

"Fuck off?" he repeated. "If you have the guts, feel free to lay a hand on me. I'll look forward to visiting you in jail," he taunted, stretching his arms out in a mockery of a hug. "Father might actually pay you a visit―"

Carlo snarled, and he tried to lunge for Caleb's neck. Amelia quickly grabbed him by the collar, stopping him from making one of the worst mistakes of his life.

"Carlo, let him go. He's not worth the trouble. He's only saying all this because he can't get over me, like the poor pathetic sap that he is."

Now, it was Caleb's turn to scowl, his eyes glaring daggers into Amelia's soul. Once, it would have made her panic, as back then, nothing could puncture his sunny charm.

But now it simply made her sad. She had wasted three years loving a mirage, and even when she was ready to bid him goodbye, he still persisted in haunting her like a vengeful spirit.

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