99 Wishes, 0 Regrets: Divorcing My Billionaire Husband

On the night my boyfriend confessed his love to me, he gave me a jar containing ninety-nine origami wishing stars.

He told me he had seen our future and wanted to make a promise.

"Look, El. I’ll trade these ninety-nine wishing stars for ninety-nine free passes. If I ever mess up, you have to forgive me. Deal?"

At that time, head over heels in love, I agreed without hesitation.

But later, he seemed to have forgotten all about it, too busy sleeping with his assistant.

Until there was only one wishing star left in the jar.