Dumped by My Ex, Then I Married the Richest Man

y in love with Sebastian Hamilton for six ye

ng for him, even her l

ght, she was finall

or not, "If you propose to me

ssa had spent half a year preparing, was me

Hamilton Group. Clarissa parked right next to Sebastian

ed on a bit of lipstick in t

ritual, of making sure she loo

felt like mu

y made a sound against the plush carpet as she walked toward his office. Jus

voices filter

nning to propose to you again toni

tinctively stepped back, hiding i

m?" Sebastian's voice was

. "You told everyone if she asked eighteen times, you'd say yes. She's

a held her breath, clingi

s-surely, even ice

omething that shatte

laugh. "Liam, since when

parents liking her-and her shamelessly clinging to me-I wouldn

ou these years. Remember when you had that stomach bleed? She stayed by your side for

urned ice cold. "Did you forge

s face lost all color. Ev

it her like an old woun

violin-she was just one step away from becoming Perry Quinn's final

tlight. You seriously think she had

was just an accident

around these six years, watching her chase after me like some pathetic stray-it was just to get Aria a bit o

ack. Her shoulder slammed into the cold wall,

devotion-turned out to

deep love was, to him

othing bu

, she shut her eyes and t

flood of pain had drained away, leav

stiffness from her face. Then she forced on that practiced smile

raised her knuckles and

nside cut of

me Sebastian'

straight on Sebastian behind his desk, as if nothing had just shatt

p. Liam looked awkward, stumbling to his feet with a forced laugh. "Oh, uh-nothin

as he passed Clarissa, he shot

d up to the desk and pulled a carefully prepared envelop

y concert tonight. Front ro

e was no warmth in his eyes, only cle

she had loved for six years - a fa

bing her hand before she passed, begg

ave let go a

d again, voice steady but stubborn. "If y

e. He shot up from his chair, his tall frame radiating pressur

in sharply, forci

ything? When you're up there playing that violin, do you even th

in his eyes, and in that moment, the last f

landly. "Sebastian, I've told you over and ove

t all out in one quiet sentence. "If six years of loving you isn't enough

and he tightened his grip so har

p'?!" He let go, his hand flinging he

make you Mrs. Hamilton. But Clarissa, get this straight: that title's the

thing, he still thought sh

lashes, hiding the ho

n gently, and said, "Okay. Then jus

walked out. Her back was

ert - it was h

t going to humiliate herself wi