Clara Franklin married Raymond Mitchell knowing it was a contract. Seven years. Two children. Play the perfect wife. In return, her family's supposed debt to his family would be wiped clean. She gave up her rising fashion career, swallowed her pride, endured his mother's cruelty and his coldness, and watched him give every ounce of warmth to his business partner Tina. For seven years, Clara smiled through the pain, believing she was protecting her family. Then on their seventh anniversary, she found the truth locked in his study. The debt never existed. Her family never owed the Mitchells anything. The entire marriage was built on a lie his father created to trap her family's connections and her silence. Raymond knew from the beginning. And he had forged her signature to extend the contract without her consent. Clara stopped crying that night. She stopped begging. She stopped being his wife.