The Obsessive CEO’s Beloved Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

On our wedding night, he threw a divorce agreement in my face.

“Sign it, and I'll give you a hundred million.”

I quietly took the money and disappeared without a trace.

Five years later, at an international film festival, I walked the red carpet holding my child's hand.

He rushed backstage and pinned me against the wall, his eyes red-rimmed. “Where on earth have you been hiding all these years?”

Cameras flashed wildly behind us as he dropped to one knee in front of everyone.

“Marry me again. This time, I'll give you everything I have.”