What would you do if a super handsome billionaire asked you for a date?
That’s right; you would accept his invitation as I did with a hope higher than Mt. Everest.
I was the happiest woman on earth when he proposed shortly after.
He married me, pledged me a life I desired, and he hungrily claimed my virginity.
And I learned how to make him happy in bed.
Then I discovered the divorce papers! I don’t understand!
His excuses have now become clear to me… What a fool I was!
But what if he knew I was pregnant? Would he change his mind?
Having lost all hope, disappearing would be the right course of action for me.
As I was not sure if he would even try to convince me that I mattered…
That’s right; you would accept his invitation as I did with a hope higher than Mt. Everest.
I was the happiest woman on earth when he proposed shortly after.
He married me, pledged me a life I desired, and he hungrily claimed my virginity.
And I learned how to make him happy in bed.
Then I discovered the divorce papers! I don’t understand!
His excuses have now become clear to me… What a fool I was!
But what if he knew I was pregnant? Would he change his mind?
Having lost all hope, disappearing would be the right course of action for me.
As I was not sure if he would even try to convince me that I mattered…
