After Prison, My Billionaire Ex Begs for My Forgiveness
Chapter 1
The day Mason cheated on me, I took the Swiss Army knife he had gifted me and slashed my stepsister’s face open.
After I went to prison, our marriage was automatically annulled. He finally gave my stepsister the grand, lavish wedding of her dreams.
Three years later, I was released.
Mason hired twenty security guards to keep a constant, paranoid watch on her.
He set up fifty traps, desperate to throw me back behind bars.
He even used a hundred middle managers to pass along a message: I could name any price, as long as I promised never to hurt Amber again.
But he was overthinking it.
Like a single drop of water merging into the ocean, I simply vanished from his life.
Our next meeting was at my auto repair shop.
I spit out the gum I was chewing, popped open the hood of his car with grease-stained fingers, and asked calmly,
"How old is this ride?"
He clenched his jaw so hard I could hear it. He squeezed the words out of his throat:
"Valerie, this car was the very first gift you ever bought me."