Too Late, Ex-Fiancé，I'm Married With A Baby

The day after my family went bankrupt and my father jumped from the rooftop of our company building, Julian showed up at my front door with his lawyer to call off our engagement.

We hadn't even had time to set up the memorial service yet. The house was in total chaos, with my mother and our grieving relatives sobbing in each other's arms.

Julian stood at the doorway in an immaculate, custom-tailored suit, without a speck of dust on him.

"Tessa, step outside for a minute." His voice was as cold and aloof as ever, devoid of any emotion.

He pushed a three-million-dollar check toward me.