After the divorce, I became the heartthrob of the handsome pilot.

Joyce Holt was a brilliant engineer. She fell for Zayne Miller the moment she laid eyes on him.

To be with him, she gave up a lucrative job.

She was isolated by her colleagues at the base, demoted, and nearly ruined her own hands.

She had thought that her sacrifices would move Zayne.

But he pursued the base's most sought-after woman, Kacie Jenkins, with fervor, as he enjoyed taking the challenge.

He even put Joyce in danger for Kacie's sake.

After narrowly escaping death, Joyce finally gave up.

If he no longer loved her, she didn't have to hold on.

...

Amidst the blaring alarms of the plane crash, Joyce pressed her lips together and glanced at Zayne on the other side of the plane. He was helping Kacie into a safety vest. The bitterness in Joyce's heart nearly consumed her.

After securing their safety, Zayne tenderly reassured Kacie. "Kacie, I know you're afraid of heights. I'll jump with you later. Don't worry. I'll keep you safe. Just hold on tight to me."

Kacie frowned slightly and pushed Zayne away, creating some distance. She turned to Joyce, who was standing nearby. "Mr. Miller, we are in a life-and-death situation. Shouldn't you protect your wife now?"

A flicker of hope rose in Joyce's eyes, but Zayne only cast a hesitant glance at her. "Joyce, you've parachuted before and have experience. Don't worry. I'll find you once we land. I will ensure you're safe."

With that, he wrapped an arm around Kacie's waist and quickly moved toward the cabin door. Then they leaped out.

Watching their figures plummet rapidly, Joyce felt a searing pain in her heart. She gave a bitter smile.

She had parachuted before, but how could she survive a plane without a parachute?

Wiping the tears from her face with the back of her hand, she suppressed her pain and walked to the cockpit.

Now, she had no choice but to attempt a forced landing.

She gripped the controls tightly, and the sound of alarms filled her ears.

The aircraft plummeted rapidly and finally crashed into an ancient tree with a loud bang.

Joyce struggled to crawl out of the wrecked cabin, covered in blood and clinging to the black box. She leaned against the tree nearby, and her thoughts drifted back to the day she first met Zayne.

As a genius engineer, she had been occupied with airplane parts and formulas since she was a little girl.

She had never thought she'd fall in love until she met Zayne at the base.

He had outstanding professional flying skills and good abilities to handle emergencies. So he caught her attention immediately.

She turned down a military offer and chose to stay at the base in the hope of spending every day at the training ground just to exchange a few words with Zayne.

On the day Zayne was promoted to captain, she gifted him a custom-built aircraft she painstakingly made over a year for him. It was unique in