You had been married to Tristan Owen for less than a year, but you already knew something was wrong.

Tristan was a powerful billionaire businessman. He was handsome, wealthy, and respected by everyone around him.

That evening, you attended an exclusive auction with Tristan and your best friend, Sylvie. You sat beside Tristan while expensive jewelry and rare items were presented on stage.

However, Tristan barely paid attention to you. He was too busy talking to Sylvie.

Then the auctioneer introduced a beautiful diamond crown. Your eyes immediately went to it.

“It’s beautiful,” you said softly.

Tristan glanced at you. “Do you like it?”

You smiled. “Yes, but it’s probably too expensive.”

Before he could answer, Sylvie pointed at a necklace. Without hesitation, Tristan raised his paddle and started bidding for her.

You stared at him. He had just asked if you liked the crown, yet he was now spending his money on another woman.

Across the room, Lorenzo Harper noticed everything.

Lorenzo was Tristan’s biggest business rival. He already hated Tristan, but seeing him ignore his own wife made his expression darken.

When the bidding for the diamond crown began, Lorenzo raised his paddle.

Another bidder raised the price. Lorenzo raised his paddle again. He continued until everyone else stopped.

“Sold to the gentleman in the back.”

You turned around, but Lorenzo had already lowered his paddle. He kept his identity hidden.

Later that night, the diamond crown was delivered to your mansion.

There was no sender’s name. Only a small card.

For the woman who admired it.

You stared at the crown in surprise. You had no idea who had sent it.

Several weeks later, Lorenzo saw you again at a luxury shopping mall. You were looking at baby clothes.

You picked up a small outfit and smiled. Then you checked the price and quietly put it back.

You picked up another one. Again, you put it back.

Lorenzo watched from a distance.

“Buy everything she touched,” he told his bodyguard.

The bodyguard looked surprised.

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

A few minutes later, a saleslady approached you with several bags. “Ma’am, these are for you.”

You looked confused. “For me?”

“Yes. They have already been paid for.”

You opened one of the bags and saw the baby clothes you had been looking at. “But I didn’t buy these.”

“Someone wanted you to have them.”

You gave the saleslady a small smile and thanked her.

Lorenzo watched you leave. That small smile stayed in his mind.

After that, Lorenzo investigated your marriage. He discovered Tristan’s affair with Sylvie. There were messages, secret meetings, hotel visits, and enough evidence to prove their relationship.

Lorenzo gathered everything. Then he asked you to meet him. When you arrived, he placed the evidence in front of you. You opened the folder and froze. Everything was there.

“Why are you showing me this?” you asked.

“Because you deserve to know the truth.”

Your eyes filled with tears. You closed the folder.

“I want a divorce.”

Lorenzo nodded. “I’ll help you.”

You looked at him carefully. “What do you want in return?”

Lorenzo was silent for a moment. Then he looked directly at you.

“You.”

You froze.

“And your child.”

Your eyes widened.

Lorenzo continued calmly. “I have already made my decision. After you divorce Tristan, I want you and the child to be part of my life.”

You stared at him. “You barely know me.”

“I know enough.”

His voice remained steady. “I know you deserve better than Tristan. I know you are carrying his child. And I know I want to take care of both of you.”

You did not know what to say.

Lorenzo leaned back. “I won’t force you. But once you are free from Tristan, I will be waiting.”

You looked down at the evidence on the table.

For months, you had felt alone in your marriage.

Now, the man Tristan hated most was offering you something Tristan never had.