Chapter 1

On the 3,600th day of my relationship with Ethan Sinclair, his parents came to inspect the company.

I handled the reception personally.

Every detail, from the tour schedule to the welcome refreshments.

I had stayed up through the night revising the reception plan eight times over.

But on the day of the visit, Ethan gave me a last-minute notice.

A new intern would be taking over everything in my place.

Mia grabbed my plan and ran with it.

She won his parents over without breaking a sweat.

His mother, Helen, even asked Ethan in front of everyone:

"Is this the girl you've been dating for almost ten years?"

"She's sharp, thoughtful, and she even switched out the desserts for sugar-free options for me and your father."

"No wonder you like her."

Ethan just smiled and said nothing.

Back in the office, I was in tears, demanding to know why.

He answered coldly:

"It was just a reception. Was it really that big a deal?"

"We're not even engaged yet, and you're already this desperate to be the lady of the house?"

"Vivian, show a little dignity."

I froze.

On our tenth anniversary, he stepped in front of my wedding car.

"Didn't you say you'd never marry anyone but me? Why are you marrying someone else?"

I smiled.

"Didn't you say I had no dignity, Mr. Sinclair? Don't worry. He doesn't seem to mind."