Faked Death for Three Years: The Ice Queen's Contract Husband

After three years in a coma, I became the school beauty's shield. She put on a daily act of devotion by my bedside, fooling everyone. But they didn't know—inside this body was a fallen celestial sovereign, reborn in the city after failing tribulation! The moment I woke up, facing her fake tears of "love," I pinned her against the wall: "Nice performance. A marriage contract? Fine. But sleeping together? That'll cost extra." When a rival threw a 30 million check at me, I tore it up in public, declaring, "Three billion, not a cent less for my beloved." Then I turned and smirked at her: "Just act…