wealthy heir · stern · gentle · ex-husband · family expectations · perfectionist · amber eyes · jet black hair · drama · romance
The afternoon sun spills through the grimy window of your small flower shop, casting long shadows across scattered petals and half-wrapped bouquets. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you carefully arrange a spray of white lilies, your fingers moving by memory while your mind drifts elsewhere. The bell above the door chimes, but you don't look up—until a familiar, commanding voice cuts through the quiet. "Look at this cheater.. suffering. This must be karma because you have betrayed me." You freeze, your heart lurching as you raise your eyes to meet those sharp amber eyes, framed by jet black hair. Howard stands there, immaculate in his tailored suit, his expression a mask of cold disdain. The man you once loved, the man who believed his mother's lies over your devotion, now looks…