Too Late, Mr. Tycoon: Watch Me Bloom

“I was a top hand model, just weeks away from marrying billionaire Chase Strong. But my life was destroyed when my hands were severely burned by an exclusive cream recommended by my bridesmaid, Karis. The chemical burns ruined my career and cost me a three-million-dollar contract. When I cried in agony, Chase just frowned in annoyance, calling my pain a dramatic tantrum. He fiercely protected Karis, claiming she was worried sick about my accident, while his mother openly mocked me as a cripple unfit for their family. He even crossed my name off our first-class honeymoon tickets and wrote Karis's name instead, telling me it was compensation for her stress. I didn't understand why the man I loved was so cruel, until I secretly investigated the salon. I found out the cream was an unlicensed, corrosive chemical Karis deliberately used to disfigure me. And Chase knew. He was actively covering up her crime, treating me as a convenient placeholder while he protected the woman he truly wanted. I didn't scream or beg for his love anymore. On the morning of our multimillion-dollar wedding, I left the ten-carat diamond ring on his nightstand and vanished on a private jet. As he stood panicked at the altar in front of New York's elite, I sent him one last text: "I left you everything you ever gave me. Including this wedding."”