After My Divorce, My First Love, a Big Shot, Lies Flat While Chasing Me

After my divorce, I swore I’d never fall for another man.

Then, at a bidding meeting, I ran into my first love, who’d been gone for twenty years.

He was the lead representative for the client, cool and distant, yet the way he looked at me was as if he wanted to devour me.

That night, my ex-husband called in a frenzy. He hung up on him and said in front of everyone:

“She’s mine. Touch her and see what happens.”

I sneered. “Tao Zeyan, you didn’t say that when you dumped me.”

His eyes reddened. He said only one thing:

“Give me one more chance. I’ll spend my whole life making it up to you.”

Only later did I learn that it wasn’t that he didn’t love me. He was afraid to.

And every one of the people who drove us apart would pay.