Chapter 1

To cancel the arranged marriage, I begged my mother to replace my photo with one covered in acne scars.

All because Angel Williams, the heiress of a wealthy family, was an extreme looks-obsessed person. Anyone ugly who came within three meters of her would be thrown out by her bodyguards.

I hid my handsome, refined face and pretended to be ugly every day, until Diana appeared.

On the day she proposed to me, she held my hand and promised:

"Julian, I don't care about your appearance. No matter what you look like, I will always love you."

I believed her. Despite my mother's objections, I insisted on getting engaged to her.

But on our wedding day, during the ring exchange, she looked lovingly at her first love's plastic surgery face, shook off my hand, and fled the wedding on the spot.

The guests erupted in an uproar, casting sympathetic glances my way. But I just smiled.

So it was this simple to see a woman's true colors.

Perfect. Now I could become the Williams family heir with peace of mind.