After I found out that my fiancé cheated on me with my mother right before the wedding, I ran away to escape a marriage with an influential cheater. In the end, I ended up in an even more complicated situation: by accident, I entered into a fake marriage with a stranger. This person could destroy me—because he will surely come to hate me. But he is my only hope for salvation.
— Where are you taking me? — I ask, already sitting in the car.
— You wanted the first wedding night? — he smirks, but his eyes are cold and sharp.
— Weren’t you in a hurry to go to work? — I note timidly.
— Nothing terrible. I got married. I’ll take a day off. Now tell me who you are and who sent you.