Right after our divorce, my ex demanded my black card for his mistress—but when I blocked it, his family’s pride shattered in front of everyone

my face and nodded.

“Your face is haggard. But there is fire in your eyes. Come, let’s go to my house. I have prepared a feast to celebrate your rebirth.”

Elena’s car glided along the wide, clean streets. Picturesque views of London passed by the window. Her apartment was in a luxury residential complex in the city center, and the panoramic windows of continue reading …