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

"What's wrong? Joan, I'm just concerned about you. Your father asked me to see if there was anyone suitable to introduce to you. He was too shy to say it, so he asked me to ask you. It's fine if you're too shy to say it." Sylvia deliberately ignored the angry look on Joan's face and pretended to be concerned.

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. It's okay. It's just that the person I like has been bewitched by someone else. He hasn't realized how good I am yet," Joan said while pretending to be nonchalant.

"Joan, you have someone you like? Who is it? Tell me and I'll help you." Owen quickly asked her.

"No, Owen, I want to get him on my own," Joan said while glancing at Owen.

"Madam Sylvia, Mr. Jacob, it's getting late. I'm afraid my dad will be worried, so I won't disturb you guys any longer. I'll go home first." Before Owen could say anything, Joan stood up from her seat and smiled.

The Past