Her Name Was on My Marriage Certificate

Five years. That’s how long I pretended to be the wife of a man who never intended to love me. I only learned later that our marriage had been nothing but a grand illusion.

The marriage certificate? A fake.

The vows we exchanged? Empty words.

The man I thought I had built an empire with—Adrian Marlowe—was never truly mine.

Because the real Mrs. Marlowe… was Alessia.

His first love. His hidden wife. The mother of his son, Nikolai.

While I was busy signing documents and transferring the companies under my name, they were celebrating in secret.