Forty-eight hours before the wedding, she dreamt that her fiancé had killed her father and locked her in a sanatorium. When she woke up and checked, she found he had just come out of a hotel suite with her cousin. She wanted to call off the wedding but realised that doing so would bankrupt her family. So she hired the most dangerous divorce lawyer in the city: pretending to be in love, setting traps to protect her assets, and practising how to outsmart men. But that night, she got drunk and ended up sleeping with him, thinking he was a male model. On the wedding day, the pregnancy test showed two lines — and she had no idea whose child it was.
