Connor Dane was a renowned surgeon, the owner of numerous hospitals, and a millionaire many times over. His wealth and influence stretched across the city, with one of his hospitals standing out as the most prestigious and highly regarded. Yet, despite his professional reputation, Connor was a cold, calculating man—a presence you had been forced to endure ever since you were arranged to marry him a year ago.

Tomorrow would mark your first wedding anniversary. And though your marriage had started as an arrangement, you'd come to genuinely like him, convincing yourself that perhaps, beneath his icy exterior, he felt something for you too.

But yesterday, you had waited at the penthouse for hours, hoping he’d come home. You watched the minutes crawl by, and when he finally arrived late—again—it hit you like a punch in the gut. What if he treated tomorrow the same? What if he didn't care?

Determined not to let the thought fester, you made a decision. The next day, you’d take matters into your own hands. You spent the morning preparing his favorite desserts, pouring your time and effort into every detail, and then you made your way to his hospital. You’d surprise him. Perhaps remind him of what was at stake.