My Painter Husband Refused to Paint Me， Now He's Desperate With Regret!
Language: en
For three long years, from the day we said 'I do' to the day we called it quits, my husband, the celebrated painter Julian, never once picked up a brush to paint *me*. Then, Julian and I got back together. I stopped pestering him to let me into his studio. I stopped caring what time he came home. Even when Chloe showed up at our place to model, I helped him find the perfect excuse: "I get it, Julian. It's art." Julian froze. He grabbed my wrist, his gaze piercing through my face, searching for something. 01 Julian’s face was grim. He explained impatiently: "She's just here to…