Three years of fake affection, all an elaborate trap—just to destroy me and avenge Simon Simmons.
I closed my eyes on that operating table, full of despair and hatred.
When I opened them again, it was the exact day my buddy had insisted on setting us up.
……
Morgan Fox was beside me, running his mouth nonstop.
"Roland Kaufman, what do you think about Regina's assistant, Sarah Delgado?"
"She's Regina's most trusted confidante, and gorgeous too. A knockout like her with a handsome devil like you—it's a match made in heaven!"
I stared at the scene in front of me. A sharp, searing pain reminded me that I was truly alive again.
In my last life, Morgan had been so desperate to show off his relationship with Regina Henson that he'd dragged us into this ridiculous "power couple" pairing.
Out of respect for years of friendship, I'd half-heartedly agreed to give Sarah a chance.
Sarah was a master of disguise.
She'd put on this refined, elegant act, taking care of every little detail of my life. Three years of marriage, catering to my every whim, making me believe I was a happy man.
It wasn't until that brutal surgery that I heard what she really thought of me.