At the time, Simon was in critical condition after the explosion. Sara had drained her savings and borrowed from every friend she had, but she'd barely scraped together a third of what was needed. She'd applied for a salary advance, never expecting the CEO to notice.
Before she could respond, Adrian dropped the bomb. "Marry me, and I'll give you everything you want."
It hadn't even been twenty days since Eva left him.
Sara stared at him in disbelief. "Why me?"
His answer was cold and concise. "I need a wife."
A transaction, clearly priced. He used her to retaliate against Eva's abandonment. Sara knew this. But with Simon dying in a hospital bed, dignity was a luxury she couldn't afford. Every second she hesitated, Simon's chances of survival dropped.
She didn't think twice.
She couldn't lose Simon. They weren't blood relatives, but they were family.
From proposal to marriage certificate, it took two days. She sold herself into the marriage in a daze.
Back then, she never expected to fall in love with him.
And she certainly never expected that once she did, Eva would return.
A group of people exited the elevator, snapping Sara back to reality.