Healing The Broken Billionaire's Cold Heart

“Six years ago, a terrifying night forced me to abandon my medical studies and hide in a decaying town, working in a dusty factory to raise my son, Leo, all alone. My toxic mother and sister-in-law constantly leached off me, calling my son an unwanted bastard. When they ganged up to beat us in our own hallway, I finally snapped, fought them off, and severed ties with my family forever. Desperate to escape that hell, I accepted a massive six-figure contract from a wealthy matriarch. My job was to rehabilitate her paralyzed, deeply traumatized ex-pilot son, Evan Carlisle. But the moment we moved into their estate, Evan proved to be a tyrant. When my little boy simply admired his model airplane, Evan roared in pure rage and propelled his heavy wheelchair violently toward my terrified child. I threw myself in front of Leo, letting the metal chair crash into my legs. Looking down at Evan's furious face, a cold shock ran through me. He had the exact same deep-set gray eyes and stubborn jaw as my son. The memory of that dark, hazy party six years ago suddenly flashed in my mind. Could this volatile, broken billionaire actually be my son's biological father? "You will not yell at my son. Ever." I stared down at the stunned man, my voice as cold as ice. I wasn't going to run away and hide anymore; I was going to tame this broken lion and uncover the truth of what really happened to me.”