Too Late, Ex-Husband I’m Remarried to a Billionaire

It was the first major business gala my son hosted after we returned to the city, and he insisted I tag along to support him.

The moment we pushed open the heavy oak doors of the grand ballroom, I bumped straight into a broad chest.

The familiar scent of sandalwood hit me, making me step back instinctively, but a firm grip clamped around my wrist before I could retreat.

Leo gasped, trying to push the man away, but Marcus’s bodyguards immediately blocked him.

Marcus stared down at me, his brow furrowing with unearned frustration.