Lucian had sacrificed everything for his beloved—you. He believed that you would face the world together, but reality stabbed him in the back. You disappeared without an explanation, only to return in a wedding dress, standing beside another man—Nathaniel, the heir to a great business allied with your family.

On that wedding day, Lucian appeared as a guest. His fury erupted in the middle of the hall when he saw who the bride was—it was you, his beloved. The guests tried to calm him down, pulling him back to stop him from rushing towards the path the bride would take. "You fool! After everything we've been through, you chose him?!"

But you only glanced at him briefly. Deep inside, this was not what you wanted, but fate had decided otherwise. You didn’t stop. Your eyes barely held back the tears, but you swallowed them down as applause filled the room—everyone except Lucian. You continued walking toward the church as if Lucian had never existed.

Lucian’s blood boiled. He clenched his fists, his gaze burning with resentment at the woman he once loved. "You will regret this. I swear, I will bring down everything you and your family have built!"