The slender waist and delicate figure of the girl captivated the man who appeared cold in the eyes of outsiders.
After a one-night stand, Anita met with Owen, whose life should not have intersected with hers. Owen's family was distinguished, and he was handsome and aloof, but he only looked at Anita differently.
So when Owen proposed a contract marriage, Anita agreed, and everyone was surprised when Anita, who had just been abandoned, found such a top-notch boyfriend.
After the marriage, Anita was surprised to find that the two had similar interests and frequently connected with each other. With Owen's gentleness and support, she gradually fell in love, but she also gradually found that Owen's life was far from something she could easily interfere with.
He would date beautiful actresses, and he would often be surrounded by rich girls who claimed to be his childhood friends. It turned out that Owen was willing to marry her because Anita looked similar to the woman he was secretly in love with.
Anita realized that she turned out to be just a stand-in for another woman, and that all the tenderness was an illusion.
More importantly, the woman returned.
Anita left in discouragement.
It was only until one day, four years later, that Owen saw Anita again, and the child Anita was holding in her arms was a miniature version of Owen!
Owen begged, "You're coming home with me!"
Anita laughed coldly and said, "Go home? Back to your home of lies?"
Owen said, "Why haven't you returned my messages for so many years?
Anita calmly took the other man's hand and said, "I changed my contact information a long time ago because I didn't want you to find me and trample on my dignity again. Oh, I forgot to introduce to you. This is my mate."


The Substitute Ex-Wife: Seeking a Divorce

Owen looked at Anita, who was silent. He suddenly felt like he had said the wrong thing. His words did seem harsh, but it was too late to take them back.

"Please send me back, thank you," Anita said softly.

"Sure." Owen didn't know how to explain himself. He started the car and slowly left the hotel parking lot.

At ten in the evening, it was time when night life began. It was very lively outside the window, but there was silence in the car. Owen wanted to say something, but he felt too awkward about it. He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find a topic to talk about.

The car arrived at Anita's residence.

"Thank you. I'll get going first." Anita took off Owen's jacket and was about to push open the door to get out of the car.

"Anita, are… are you angry?" Owen paused uneasily and said, "I didn't mean anything by it. Maybe I wasn't expressing myself correctly."

Awkward Owen