My husband and mistress dug my heart out. After rebirth, I sneered and left him crazy.
Language: en
My husband drowned saving me. After seven years of widowhood, consumed by despair, I took my own life. On the operating table, I struggled to speak: “I’m donating all my assets and organs to anyone named Gu.” The two surgeons in white coats suddenly pulled down their masks. In that instant, my eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. It was my cousin, Tiffany, and my husband, Leo, who was supposed to be dead! “Thank you, big sis. You’ve made the rest of Leo and my lives perfect.” It dawned on me then. Leo had always loved someone else, which was why he’d faked his death and…