I Died Tragically After the Real Heiress Returned, and My Husband Went Mad with Regret！
Language: en
When the real heiress returned, James and I had been married for three years. She looked at our clasped hands, her eyes reddening with grievance. "So all those childhood promises to marry me were lies." As soon as she spoke, James, who was usually calm and composed, instantly lost his rationality. I watched their tightly embracing silhouettes and silently prepared the divorce papers. The real heiress had returned, so it was time for me, the fake one, to exit the stage. But James tore up the divorce agreement and forcefully kissed my lips: "Lily, don't overthink it. I only see her as…