His Perfect Wife

Synopsis

Four years after taking the fall for my husband and serving time in prison for a crime I didn't commit, the court suddenly sentenced me to death. As I touched my final broken rib, I realized maybe dying wouldn't be so bad after all. But the moment the lethal injection entered my veins, I heard a sharp clap. "Cut! The prison training film is officially wrapped." The blinding white lights were switched off, revealing several crew members hiding in the shadows. And there he was, my husband, who was supposed to be delivering food on the streets just to save up for my lawyer fees, now sitting in the audience in a perfectly tailored suit. "Jodie and I made a bet," he said with a cold smile. "She thought you wouldn't last a year in prison before turning against me. "But looks like I won. You really do love me more than anything." Jodie Lawson walked over and affectionately linked her arm through his. "Don't be mad, Maisy. Reginald only did this to stand up for me. After all, you were the one who exposed me as the other woman back then. I lost several major endorsements because of you. "But it's all in the past now. You passed Reginald's little test. From today onward, you'll finally be the true Mrs. Hurst." So he was Reginald Hurst, the legendary heir of Kingsford, the man everyone knew as the future ruler of an empire. "Why are you still lying there? Get yourself together and come back to the Hurst family with me. My relationship with Jodie is none of your business. If you want to be Mrs. Hurst, learn to behave." Those were the same words again. Fine. This time, I would give him exactly what he wanted. My shattered rib had already pierced my heart and lungs for three days. Even without the lethal injection, I wouldn't have survived much longer anyway.