Chapter 1

The night of my engagement, I found my CEO fiancée and her eighteen-year-old assistant on the company rooftop.

Seraphina calmly tightened her open, revealing nightgown, kicking a few used condoms into the corner.

But before I could even react, Jace clutched his chest, crying that my footsteps had been too loud and scared him, causing his heart condition to flare up.

My fiancée ordered her guards to tie me up and hang me upside down from the edge of the roof for two days and two nights.

“That’ll teach you for scaring my Jace on purpose! Since we just got engaged, I’ll go easy on you this time, just a small punishment!”

Jace then broke into a smile. He pushed Seraphina against the rooftop wall, kissing her wildly right in front of me, until they were breathless and flushed. He only left when he was satisfied.

Before he left, he subtly tucked a sharp piece of glass beneath the rope. With each swing, the rope quickly frayed and snapped.

I didn’t die from the fall, but my legs were shattered. I was confined to a wheelchair for life.

Yet, on the very night I was hospitalized, I saw Jace post a photo on SnapChat. The picture showed ten condoms blown up like balloons.

“Sister promised to go unprotected! She says that useless waste is done for, and tonight she wants me to give her a baby!”

I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my flesh.

Eight years of a relationship, and I never imagined we’d end up like this.

I immediately contacted the cutting-edge neuroscience medical team I’d anonymously invested in three years ago.

“Add another hundred million to the investment. Fix my legs.”