Ex-Wife Became the Top Driver, He Regretted It
For eight years I was Ethan Black's right hand, his ride-or-die. Then I finally married him and became Mrs. Black.
Three months into the marriage, I deliberately shredded one of his contemporary art pieces, a million dollars gone in a few clean strokes, all because his eyes had lingered a second too long on the new intern.
Before Ethan could lose his temper, lines of text bloomed in the air in front of me, telling me I was nothing but the villainess in someone else's novel.
[This woman's completely lost it. Does she really think Ethan married her out of love?]
[He keeps his old buddy around as a human shield to protect his real love. Once she's served her purpose, he ships her off to a p