After I Walked Away from His Heart, He Finally Understands What He Lost!

As my asthma attack took hold, Lucian Hayes remained at the ballroom's center, entwined with his secretary, laughing softly against her cheek.

Even as I struggled for breath, slipping toward the edge of consciousness, he didn’t falter, lost in their whispered exchanges.

On the drive home, I stumbled upon a diamond ring in the glove compartment.

Before I could utter a word, Lucian snatched it from my hand, his expression darkening.

“It’s not meant for you,” he muttered coldly.

I nodded and pointed toward a bridal shop just ahead.

“Pull over,” I said calmly.