The Secret Tycoon's Sweet Vengeful Queen

For two years, I played the obedient wife to a star hockey player, even shelving my own scientific research to protect his devoted family man brand.

Then, a text message led me to a luxury cabin in the freezing rain, where I saw my husband half-naked on a sofa with my best friend of ten years.

Through the glass, I heard them mocking my pathetic salary, laughing about how he only kept me around to balance the books for his charity foundation.

When I called him right outside the window, he smoothly lied about being in bed at the team hotel.