I'm Tang Muen. A failed marriage ground me into the dirt.
After three years of domestic abuse, infidelity, and the silent treatment, I left with nothing but my daughter Niannian, who was born with a congenital heart condition. But my ex-husband, Jiang Chengyu, kept closing in, sending me a lawyer's letter in an attempt to take away the last thing I had left to protect.
Torrential rain blocked my way forward. Buried in debt and with my daughter critically ill, I was completely cornered. Then Jian Yifan, the man who terrified everyone in Lin City, came through the rain beneath a black umbrella.
People said he was obsessive, violent, severely germophobic, and coldhearted, a ruthless king with no weaknesses. No one knew he had harbored a consuming obsession for seven years.
Seven years ago, I anonymously saved him when he was gravely wounded and close to death. An old handkerchief and the faint scent of antiseptic became the only things he had to hold on to. He searched the entire city, desperately looking for me, and never stopped.
On the rainy night we reunited, he cut off every escape and handed me a remarriage agreement. “I'll clear your debts, pay for your daughter's treatment, and help you keep custody. There's only one price: Tang Muen, you are never to disappear without a trace again.”
I knew this wasn't a proposal. It was a long-planned imprisonment. I stayed guarded and deliberately kept my distance, wanting only to keep my daughter safe, save enough money, and leave for good.
It wasn't until a hidden room revealed the past we'd buried, and we stood by each other at death's door, that I finally understood the truth. Everyone feared his madness, but only I knew that all his obsession, restraint, and fierce possessiveness were the love he'd kept to himself for seven years.
I was once lost in darkness, and he was the light that crossed mountains and seas just to find me.