A millionaire marries a poor and unattractive gardener—all to get revenge on his ex! But on their wedding night, he discovers she’s not quite what he expected…

A millionaire marries a poor and ugly gardener to get revenge on his ex, but on the wedding night he is shocked to discover that she… Thomas Brown gazed at the panoramic view of Seattle from his penthouse. The city never slept just like him. The luxurious life he had built was the result of hard work, calculated decisions, and an insatiable hunger for power.

But that night, nothing sparkled enough to extinguish the fire of rage burning in his chest. Rebecca Lewis, his fiancée, had destroyed everything he believed about trust and love. Months ago she had betrayed him, leaving him for a rival businessman, someone who offered less stability but more excitement, as she had put it.

Thomas let out a bitter laugh. Excitement. He had dedicated himself to building a perfect future for both of them, only to be discarded like a pawn on a chessboard.

It wasn’t the abandonment that gnawed at him, it was the public humiliation it represented. For weeks he replayed the events in his mind, but that night he decided it was time to act. Rebecca needed to see that not only had he moved past the betrayal, but he had found something far better.

His plan was simple. Marry someone who was the exact opposite of Rebecca, a humble woman from modest origins, someone who would contrast sharply with his ex-fiancée’s artificiality. It was perfect.

A marriage not out of love, but revenge. The next morning, Thomas strolled through the sprawling grounds of his mansion, the scent of freshly planted flowers filled the air, and the sound of birds seemed to mock his restlessness. That’s when he saw her, Sarah Cooper, the gardener.

She was kneeling in the dirt, her hands covered in soil as she trimmed the leaves of a small shrub. The simplicity of her movements caught his attention. Her face was illuminated by the sun, and the dedication she showed to her work was captivating.

Thomas stopped a few metres away, silently watching her. Good morning, Mr. Brown, she said, her voice gentle and polite, breaking the silence. Good morning, Sarah, he replied, her name rolling off his tongue with more curiosity than he intended…