Blurb：
When Lucas Reed hired thugs to harass Irene Sullivan on his engagement day, she finally saw the truth. After giving her statement at the police office, Irene overheard Lucas laughing with friends Jason and Zach about how he'd manipulated her. "I had her spend the day cooling her heels at the police station," Lucas boasted about his childhood sweetheart. But this time, Irene Sullivan didn't cause a scene or throw a tantrum. She blocked Lucas Reed on all platforms and boarded a flight overseas, leaving Seabreeze City's winter behind. Now Lucas Reed is desperate, searching for the woman he took for granted, while Mia Lowell sends threatening texts. But Irene Sullivan is done with Lucas Reed's games - she's starting over in a place without snow, without memories, and without the man who broke her heart.Content：
On the day Lucas Reed got engaged, he specifically hired a few mobs to harass me.By the time I finished giving my statement at the police office and got home, it was already dark.
As I reached my door, I heard someone ask where I’d been.
Lucas laughed, I was afraid she’d cause a scene, so I arranged for her to spend the day cooling her heels at the police station.
“By the time she gets back, it’ll all be settled.
I stood outside the door, shaking my head with a bitter smile.
I blocked Lucas on all platforms and boarded a flight overseas.
That night, I heard Lucas couldn’t find me.
The usually easygoing guy lost it, his eyes bloodshot as he muttered,
"She must be jealous, playing hard to get. She’ll calm down and come back. She has to."
But he didn’t know.
I wasn’t running away in a fit of pique. I genuinely didn’t want him anymore.
It was dark when I finished at the police office.
On Lucas’s engagement day, I’d been so distracted I rear-ended someone at an intersection.
The other driver was deliberately obstructive, dragging things out until now.
Lucas’s phone was perpetually busy.
My social meida was flooded with photos of him and his fiancée.
Each image stabbed at my eyes.
I was furious, a day’s worth of pent-up hurt and rage demanding an outlet.
I hailed a cab straight to his place.
The door was ajar, voices spilling out.
Lucas sometimes brought friends home, to drink or watch the game.
I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but I stopped when I heard them talking about me.
"Honestly, we all thought you’d end up with Irene Sullivan. Grew up together, childhood sweethearts. She’s stunning, sure, but that temper..."
Jason sighed, sounding regretful.
"She’s spoiled. All these years of tantrums, doesn’t she get tired?"
Lucas slumped on the sofa, glancing at his watch.
A frown of irritation creased his handsome features.
"She should be here by now. Guaranteed waterworks and drama. Gives me a headache just thinking about it."
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