THE_LIGHTER_166

Melissa, a daughter of a multi billionaire, disguised herself as a poor woman and married Evans Reynolds, a wealthy business man on an agreement that when ever his late mentor's daughter Cathy Hudson needed blood, Melissa would be available. However, Evans used to send money to her, whenever she donates blood. making it look like a transaction. 

Melissa hoped that one-day, may be, Evans would learn to love and care for her, like she does. But that didn't happen. while at home, Maria, Evans mother and sister, Ann Reynolds seized any opportunity to belittle Melissa, often reminding her of her 'unknown background.' She was the perfect target, a trophy wife whose worth was measured solely by her ability to serve their needs.

But one day,  she decided to take her own life, she committed sucide when she saw a harsh message and photo sent by Cathy Hudson. However, luck was on her side , when she met a time keeper, who gave her  a second chance to live again .

She divorced Evans Reynolds, and become a successor of a mult billion campanies,ready to give a payback to those who mocked and mistreated her. And when asked on an interview, why she divorced Evans Reynolds. 

"I have a  multi-billion wealth to success,” she declared  during a press conference 

“Was my wealth not enough for you?” Evans sneered, stepping into the gathering from behind. 

Join me as we dive into a twisted romance; batrayal, passion, deception and power.

Revenge Best Served Hot; The divorced Billionaire Wife.

The dim light of the small room flickered as Melissa searched frantically for her clothes. Turning to Evans, she exclaimed with a mix of frustration and confusion, "Where the hell have you placed my clothes, Evans?"

Evans chuckled softly, eyes dancing with mischief. "Your clothes were spoiled, so I took them off," he replied nonchalantly.

Melissa's eyes widened at his words. "You b*stard! How dare you undress me!" Her voice sliced through the air like a cold winter wind.

"It's not what you're thinking. I couldn't let you stay in those smelly rags," Evans defended himself, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Don't worry, I closed my eyes. I didn't see anything, I swear."

Evans paused, reflecting on her words. Was this how lowly she thought of him? Did she truly believe he would take advantage of her while she was vulnerable and drugged?

"Give me your address," he said finally. "I will deliver your clothes later."

You are no more than a brother to me