Terminally ill Layla stops pleasing her cold CEO husband Zev and starts living for herself. As she pulls away, Zev is forced to confront what he's lost—and the truth he's hidden. Can he win her back before her time runs out?
What an act. She thinks a cooler, tougher look will win over my brother? Keep dreaming! You're only a wife in name. Once we clean out those old fossils at the company,
the first thing we'll do is throw you out on the street! So loud. ZEV You dare mess with me? You think I won't hit you? ZEV Trying to trick me twice?
Mary, clear the table. I'm done. Wait! I haven't eaten yet! The servants have things to do this afternoon, and the kitchen doesn't fire up twice a day. Go hungry and wait nine hours for dinner.
Zev! Look how vicious she is! Miles, apologize. Zev? Apologize to your sister-in-law. Sorry, sister-in-law.
At 5.30 this afternoon, come with me to the family dinner. Fine. Zev! Since when did Layla get so calculating? She was deliberately making a If she got the better of you, you're just outmatched.
She's Camilla's spy! What's wrong with me being a little harsh on her?