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

After the secretary pushed open the door and left, Owen immediately stood up, picked up the suit jacket on the hanger, and pushed open the door.

Bruce, who was standing outside, was still on standby. As soon as he saw Owen come out, he immediately went up to him. "President, where are you going?"

"The academic discussion group," Owen replied curtly.

"I'll arrange for a car immediately." Bruce took out his phone and called the driver.

After Bruce hung up and followed Owen out, he secretly looked at the CEO's expression. He looked much colder than usual.

Bruce did not dare to ask. He was guessing who made the CEO so sad.

It seemed that ever since the President's unrequited first love, Miss Mia, died in a car accident, he had never seen President Owen look like this again. It was a little strange. Who made the President change?

Owen couldn't care less what his secretary, Bruce, was thinking about. He was thinking about what to do with Cole.

Poor Cole