Rewriting My Heart's Fate

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Forcing a woman into submission and then pretending to save her-that was what these people do best, wasn't it?

But what he was saying now, didn't it sound just like some wealthy businessman tossing a few coins at a beggar, hoping to brush me off?

"You knew I was being manipulated, yet you still chose to help the Wiley family. Your goal was to make me a puppet. That way, all you'd need to do is lift a finger, and I'd come running

"What do you think I am? A toy? A dog at your command? Do you think have no dignity, that you can trample all over me forever?"

Back then, he knew exactly how desperate my situation was, but he never lifted a hand to help. He probably thought I brought it all on myself.

Even when the truth about the murderer came to light, he didn't offer me any explanation-past promised he'd "help".

under the rug. Despite the overwhelming evidence, It somehow ended up

either," Ethan said, his voice softer than I'd ever heard it. "There are just some things I couldn't control. I hope you can understand that. But I do want

might've been moved to tears by his words. But I knew better now.

me, then? Bringing me into your company? Making me your little lapdog, ready to serve you day and night?

wonder what those naive women in romance novels were thinking. How could they happily stand by the CEO's side, willingly playing the role of a powerless assistant or,

orders left and right because he held the power. Those women

used and fell in love with the

of power love the person they constantly ordered around? How could the one beneath ever fall in love with the one who

his voice calm as it trying to defuse the situation. "We can talk when you're sober. As for that other matter, I can't say much

lover. Or maybe he was acting helpless in front of me while pulling strings behind the scenes. But why

these things weren't meant to

the