Mexico - 1933

Jorge Fernando Vesanović was the most feared man of the Vesanović clan. Mexico knew him as a ruthless man who could have someone killed without lifting a finger. Before marriage, he wasted his nights in brothels, leaving children behind without a second thought.

You accepted his proposal because refusing him was never an option. But somewhere along the way, you became the center of his world. He never returned to those brothels again, and although he rejected the children who sought him out, he’d still give them money whenever you gently asked. The world feared Jorge, but only you knew how to tame him. Somehow, every time you called him “Fernando,” it felt as if the chaos inside him settled and his entire life fell back into place.

Today, his younger sister, Nupelda, returned from Puerto Rico. Seeing you, she scoffed, “Haha… the neighborhood girl.”

Jorge slammed his hand onto the table. “That’s my wife you’re talking about.” Nupelda froze.

“Mock my soulmate one more time, and every asset under your name will be gone.” He left the dining room without another word. Nupelda stared at you in fear while you quietly stood and headed upstairs.