Cheated By My Husband, Desired By a CEO

When I was twenty, I brought an old, faded marriage contract to the gates of the illustrious Middleton Family.

On our wedding night, Alaric’s eyes burned red as he whispered, “My mother was poisoned during childbirth. I’m sorry… I was born flawed. I can’t please you that way.”

My heart twisted with sympathy and I pulled him into my arms. From that night on, we became the most admired couple in the capital. Alaric treated me with unwavering gentleness and devotion. To the world, I had married the perfect man a once-in-a-lifetime kind of love.