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?
Layla, about time. Quickly pay $200,000 to cover this loser's medical bills and tonight's bar tab while you're at it you got me what are you standing there for you hit me Layla have you lost your mind you'd actually hit your own brother you've been drinking all night and you're this weak yet you dare swing at me trash with no
strength at all and you think you can start brawls I want to report a fight someone has been gathering a mob and intentionally injuring people please come handle it Leila are you out of your mind you'd have the police lock up your own brother if I go down you'll be disgraced to Westbrook's number one
socialite that's a stain you'll never wash off so you do know you're a stain she wasn't she always a doormat who let everyone walk all over her how does she dare be this bold bucket list item number three change up the socialite image