Left For Dead, Found A Fortune

“I bought my fiancée, Chelsea, a private vineyard in Napa Valley, a grand gesture for our future. Within hours, I found her laughing with her ex-boyfriend, Ryan Hughes, in the main house. When I confronted them, Ryan shoved me, and I hit my head on the stone fireplace, followed by kicks to my ribs. Chelsea watched, her expression cold, as they dragged me to the wine cellar and left me for dead. I was rescued by Maria Johns, a US Marshal, who told me Ryan was dead and became my savior, my protector. Weak and dependent after the assault, I married her, believing she was my shield. Then, one night, I overheard her talking to someone, a voice I knew was dead: Ryan Hughes. They were plotting to steal my dying grandfather' s fortune, and she confessed she sacrificed her career for him. My heart shattered as I realized her entire existence in my life was a calculated, long-con, a trap. Days later, Ryan smirked, telling me how he and Maria had leveraged my grandfather's weak heart into a fatal attack. Maria then drew her service weapon, pointing it directly at my chest, protecting him. She forced me to sign away my last assets, threatening to scatter my grandfather's ashes, leaving me completely dispossessed and broken. How could the woman who saved me, the woman I married, be the mastermind behind such a devastating betrayal? My only choice was to leave everything behind, but my grandfather had a secret, a massive crypto fortune, and I held the key.”