He Took His Moon, I Found My Sun

Synopsis

The day before our wedding, my fiancé, Lance Turner, went to steal another woman from her wedding. He pulled Stacey Reed, the woman he could never get over, right off her wedding carriage and swore to marry her on the spot. My whole family and I became the biggest joke in the city. He sent word that Stacey was soft and fragile, and that I should swallow my pride and be his mistress. The next day, Isaac Robinson, the spoiled noble heir, who Stacey was supposed to marry, climbed over my wall. He blocked my door and demanded that I give him back a wife. I nodded and said yes. His face turned red. That same night, he had his servants haul over a mountain of lavish engagement gifts. Later, Lance groveled in the rain, his eyes red, begging me to just look at him. My so‑called playboy husband, Isaac, kicked him to the ground. "Get lost. Don't dirty my wife's eyes."