The Foley Villa in Akloit.

In front of the mirror stood a woman wearing a white cotton camisole nightgown that reached her knees, revealing fair arms and slender legs.

Her chestnut hair contrasted against her pale face; the once bright eyes were devoid of their youthful radiance on this day marking 1162nd day since she married Kelvin Foley.

For over three years, Cheyenne Lawrence was nominally “Mrs. Foley”, confined to this cold mansion, waiting for his occasional return.

At the thought of this, she suddenly laughed at herself.

How much courage did she have back then to think that she could warm up Kelvin, this stubborn and hardhearted man?

A servant approached her with a black evening gown in hand, her eyes filled with coldness and disdain.

“Miss Lawrence, Mr. Foley will be back soon. You should change into this dress to greet him.”

No one here acknowledged her as “Mrs. Foley”, whether Kelvin or the household servants.

Cheyenne Lawrence was like an unwanted person who they deeply despised.

She reached out her small hand and picked up the black long dress. She dressed like an exquisite and noble princess sitting obediently on the sofa waiting for that man’s arrival.

take her

coming to an end today

into a charming smile. After all

painted it onto her lips while staring

looked just like a

rhythmic footsteps; each step felt

the past three years, Cheyenne

“Bang!”

open from the outside with force, and the autumn wind brought with it a flurry of dead leaves that landed by the man’s polished

on them

in black suit pants that

as dark as an icy

was cold

she had grown accustomed to this look from him

for? We agreed on signing divorce papers!” he barked at her while walking towards her. He grabbed

eyes but Cheyenne refused to show any weakness in

too impatient! I just needed some time to put

roughly let go of her chin before storming off without another

white handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully wiped his knobby

felt so cold that the chill from her blood almost took her breath

me your husband, you’re not worthy!” He glared at her like a bloodthirsty demon in

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