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 didn't know what Anita was thinking, but her face flushed all of a sudden. She looked especially cute, and his mood felt better.

His long legs took a few steps forward, then he reached out and casually wrapped his arm around Anita's shoulder. "Are you nervous?" Owen asked.

Anita looked at the hand on her shoulder. They were so close that Anita blushed even more. She instinctively moved a little away from Owen.

"No, I'm not nervous. I'll go back first." After saying that, Anita turned and hurried away.

Owen watched as Anita anxiously avoided him. His mood, which had just gotten better, was a little dejected again. He stood alone on the deck to enjoy the breeze.

The yacht soon arrived at the island's harbor. The hotel had a tour bus pick them up.

Living in the Villa Together