Remember you’re just a mistress. My wife has always been, and will always be, Claire. Oh, and before I bring Claire home,
make sure all of your things are packed and gone. I don’t want her coming back and getting upset because of your presence.”
Serena trembled all over, clutching her belly as she screamed at him from behind.
“You’re such a fool! Do you even know why Claire left? She left because of you! You think you can win her back? Keep
dreaming!”
However, Damian strode away in long, unrelenting strides without sparing her a glance.
Damian knew his wife.
For the past nine years, no matter how angry Claire became, she always forgave him eventually after he apologized sincerely, bought her favorite gifts, and humbled himself to coax her.
This time, she had gone so far as to print out a divorce agreement.
He realized his usual methods would not be enough.
After thinking long, and hard, Damian got off the plane and went straight
to
a tattoo shop.
TE
Over the years, he had inked guns, money, and power into his skin, but never his woman.
Seven hours later, Claire’s face was etched into the skin over his chest. The pain drenched him in sweat, soaking his clothes
completely.
Next, he contacted relatives in Landale to buy out an entire shopping mall of luxury goods and arranged a candlelight dinner.
Finally, after nearly two sleepless days, Damian drove a car filled with red roses at breakneck speed toward a vineyard estate
on the outskirts of Landale.
On the way, he ran through his apology plan over and over in his head, feeling nervous and excited, perfecting every word
until it felt flawless.
However, no matter how he phrased it, the first words out of his mouth had to be the most honest.
“Claire, I’ve missed you so much.”
At last, in the golden light of sunset, Damian saw the woman he had been longing for day and night
However, the roses in his arms slipped from his grasp the moment he saw her.
Bathed in the warm glow of dusk, his wife was nestled in the arms of a tall, handsome man
1/2
+25 BONUS
Claire was smiling. It
man’s mouth.
was a sweet, radiant smile Damian had never seen before. She was gently slipping a grape into the
Damian froze for a moment. Then, his expression hardened. His voice came out cold and sharp as a blade, calling out Claire’s
name.
Chapter 7
He never told her how much he had missed her.
His fists clenched tightly, and the tattoo on his chest seemed to throb with pain.
His eyes were bloodshot t as he demanded, “Who is this man?”
Remember you’re just a mistress. My wife has always been, and will always be, Claire. Oh, and before I bring Claire home,
make sure all of your things are packed and gone. I don’t want her coming back and getting upset because of your presence.”
Serena trembled all over, clutching her belly as she screamed at him from behind.
“You’re such a fool! Do you even know why Claire left? She left because of you! You think you can win her back? Keep
dreaming!”
However, Damian strode away in long, unrelenting strides without sparing her a glance.
Damian knew his wife.
For the past nine years, no matter how angry Claire became, she always forgave him eventually after he apologized sincerely, bought her favorite gifts, and humbled himself to coax her.
This time, she had gone so far as to print out a divorce agreement.
He realized his usual methods would not be enough.
After thinking long, and hard, Damian got off the plane and went straight
to
a tattoo shop.
TE
Over the years, he had inked guns, money, and power into his skin, but never his woman.
Seven hours later, Claire’s face was etched into the skin over his chest. The pain drenched him in sweat, soaking his clothes
completely.
Next, he contacted relatives in Landale to buy out an entire shopping mall of luxury goods and arranged a candlelight dinner.
Finally, after nearly two sleepless days, Damian drove a car filled with red roses at breakneck speed toward a vineyard estate
on the outskirts of Landale.
On the way, he ran through his apology plan over and over in his head, feeling nervous and excited, perfecting every word
until it felt flawless.
However, no matter how he phrased it, the first words out of his mouth had to be the most honest.
“Claire, I’ve missed you so much.”
At last, in the golden light of sunset, Damian saw the woman he had been longing for day and night
However, the roses in his arms slipped from his grasp the moment he saw her.
Bathed in the warm glow of dusk, his wife was nestled in the arms of a tall, handsome man
1/2
+25 BONUS
Claire was smiling. It
man’s mouth.
was a sweet, radiant smile Damian had never seen before. She was gently slipping a grape into the
Damian froze for a moment. Then, his expression hardened. His voice came out cold and sharp as a blade, calling out Claire’s
name.
Chapter 7
He never told her how much he had missed her.
His fists clenched tightly, and the tattoo on his chest seemed to throb with pain.
His eyes were bloodshot t as he demanded, “Who is this man?”
