Evelyn POVI looked at Adrian, drinking in every detail of his perfectly sculpted face—the sharp jawline, the aristocratic nose, the steel-grey eyes that had once made my heart race. Now, all I could see was the disgust that filled those beautiful features whenever he looked at me.In my previous life, I had worked so hard to earn even a fraction of his warmth. I’d learned company management from scratch, studying late into the night until my eyes burned, all so I could be helpful in his business empire.I’d taught myself to cook his favourite dishes, spending hours in the kitchen perfecting recipes that would make him smile. To please Adrian, I’d even taken care of his mother, Margaret. I was available at her beck and call twenty-four hours a day, hoping that maternal approval would somehow translate into his affection.I thought I could warm Adrian’s heart by being devoted. I’d believed that if I just tried hard enough, sacrificed deeply enough, loved thoroughly enough, he would eve
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