He Hid Me. His Rival Married Me.

"Sign it." The divorce agreement landed on the marble table with a sharp slap. Isabella Hart stared at the papers. Three years. Three years of marriage... Reduced to a single signature. She slowly raised her head. Across from her sat Adrian Knight—the billionaire every woman dreamed of marrying. The husband no one knew she had. His expression was as cold as ever. "I've already signed." "You should too." Silence filled the luxurious penthouse. Outside, rain pounded against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Inside... Her heart shattered. "So..." Isabella forced a smile. "You're finally done hiding me?" Adrian didn't answer. His silence said everything. Three years ago... He had promised her. "Just wait a little longer." "Once the company is stable, I'll announce our marriage to the world." She believed him. She waited. One year. Two years. Three years. She celebrated every birthday alone. Every anniversary alone. Every holiday alone. Not because she didn't have a husband. But because her husband refused to let the world know she existed. Yesterday... Every news channel had broadcast the same headline. Knight Group CEO Adrian Knight proposes to actress Sophia Blake. The diamond ring on Sophia's finger... Was identical to the one Adrian had once slipped onto Isabella's hand. Only... Sophia got the public proposal. Isabella got the secret marriage. Adrian finally spoke. "You'll receive one hundred million dollars." "A villa." "And a luxury car." "It should be enough." Isabella laughed. The sound was so bitter that even she barely recognized it. "So that's what three years with me is worth?" "A settlement." Adrian's eyes remained emotionless. "It's compensation." "No." She pushed the documents back toward him. "I don't want your money." "I just want one answer." She looked straight into his eyes. "In these three years..." "Did you ever love me?" For the first time... Adrian hesitated. Only for a second. Then his voice turned ice-cold. "No." That single word... Destroyed everything. Isabella closed her eyes. When she opened them again... There were no tears left. Only disappointment. She picked up the pen. Signed her name. Then removed the wedding ring from her finger. She placed it beside the divorce papers. "It's over, Adrian." She stood up without looking back. As the elevator doors closed... Neither of them noticed the black Rolls-Royce parked across the street. Inside sat a man whose empire had spent years fighting Adrian Knight's. He watched Isabella walk into the rain. A slow smile curved his lips. "So..." "I finally found the woman he spent three years hiding." "And now..." "She's mine."