"Mia Rowen, did you come to the movies alone?"
If it weren't for the ticket she saw in her hand, Bella Gordon would never have believed her own eyes—after all, she was married, and here she was, watching a movie alone late at night. "Where's Morgan Sanders?"
"What circumstances we got married under, you're surely aware. There's a difference between marrying out of coercion and marrying the one you desperately want to possess!" Mia shrugged her shoulders and then glanced at Roy Thompson with a light chuckle, "But Young Master Thompson, you really should thank me. To take out your love rival, I even sacrificed my marriage. Don't you think you owe me a big thank you?"
At her words, Roy Thompson's eyebrows furrowed slightly before he smiled and said, "Of course, gratitude is a must. But you've put your own lifetime happiness at stake to help me, which makes us feel somewhat embarrassed. The only way to thank you is..."
