After I Stopped Being His Perfect Wife, My Ex-Fiancé Lost His Mind

To marry Vincent Vance, I volunteered for the Vance family's 'Perfect Wife' selection.

Round after round I survived, until I was the last one standing.

Just when I thought the dust had settled, a servant led me into a pitch-black room.

The lights snapped on. Two bodies tangled together filled my vision.

The man's voice was familiar, teasing：

“You made it. Care to join us?“

Vincent's hands never stopped moving over her, but his eyes were locked on me.

I stood frozen, every drop of color draining from my face.

“What……is this?“