Jeremy’s sudden kiss stunned Madeline.

He said he loved her.

He loved a woman who looked just like the ex-wife he hated.

It was ridiculous.

‘You never spared me a glance when I treasured you and regarded you as my one and only.

‘So how dare you tell me you love me when my heart has given up and there’s nothing but hatred left?

‘It’s too late, Jeremy Whitman.

‘Even if you’ve fallen for me now, it can’t heal and mend the ruthless wounds you’ve inflicted on my heart.’

Giving the excuse that she was unwell, Madeline turned away from Jeremy’s kiss.

Still, she had ‘happily’ accepted Jeremy’s marriage proposal.

Staring at the cerulean sea, Madeline found herself relating the hatred in her heart like the tides and waves before her.

‘This is what you owe me, Jeremy. It’s time you paid it back.’

Jeremy’s heart tightened as he stared quietly at the enchanting smile on Madeline’s face, the spark in his eyes turning dull.

Had he been even the slightest bit aware, perhaps he wo