Raising My Fiance With Money Manhua

Title: Raising My Fiancé With Money In the opulent ballroom of the Blodin estate, the air was thick with tension as Illya Blodin stood before a sea of expectant guests, her eyes fixed on the imposing figure of Karhan Evantheon. The man she had chosen to be her new fiancé, the man who had sparked a flicker of hope in her broken heart. As they danced, the room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in a world of their own. Karhan's strong arms encircled her, his touch sending shivers down her spine. And in that moment, Illya felt the walls she had built around her heart begin to crumble. But as the night wore on, whispers and glances followed their every move. The guests, accustomed to the icy facade of Karhan Evantheon, were stunned by the warmth and affection he displayed towards Illya. And she, in turn, found herself drawn to the man behind the rumors, the man whose vulnerability matched her own. As the evening drew to a close, Karhan took Illya's hand and led her to the terrace, away from the prying eyes and judgmental whispers. In the soft glow of the moon, he gazed into her eyes, his usual stoicism giving way to a raw intensity. "I never expected to find solace in the arms of my fake fiancée," Karhan whispered, his voice tinged with a rare vulnerability. "But with you, Illya, I feel a connection that transcends our arrangement." And in that moment, as the cool night air wrapped around them like a cocoon, Illya knew that their engagement was no longer just a charade. It was a chance for two wounded souls to heal each other, to forge a bond stronger than any betrayal. With a silent understanding, they embraced, their hearts beating as one in the stillness of the night. And in that fleeting moment of connection, Illya and Karhan dared to believe that their love, born from deceit and ambition, could transcend all expectations and rewrite their story, one tender heartbeat at a time.