The Heir’s Three-Year Secret

I picked up a simple-minded girl who could do nothing but giggle and made her my girlfriend.

For three years, I fed her, taught her how to dress, and bathed her.

But after she recovered, she turned around and married an absurdly powerful heir.

When we met again, she looked at me with contempt, a huge diamond ring glittering on her finger.

“I always knew you were useless. Good thing I got away while I could.”

“My husband is an heir to a powerful family. If you can’t survive on your own, come beg me. I might reward you with a job.”