The Wife He Threw Away Was a Billionaire Heiress

One day, there was a company retreat.

Cassandra threw a devilish smile and immediately shout out, "Wendy, since Sinclair forced me to pick 'Truth' the last time. I'll choose a 'Dare' for you! No worries, it's a simple one: call your husband and make him come pick you up."

I called Edward, the phone tune rang seven times before going to voicemail.

When I was about to give up, a cold text from Edward popped up on my screen.

Edward: [Busy.]

As the company retreat finally drew to a close, I stepped out into the lobby only to spot a sleek Maybach idling near the entrance. The heavy car door swung open, revealing none other than Edward Gale.

He stood there, meticulously opening a designer umbrella over Cassandra's head.

This scene was like a sharp knife, piercing my heart.