Melomiri

The Substitute Wife He Threw Away

Language: en

I was born in a perpetual haze, my mind often muddled and confused. Three years ago, in a daze, I brought home a drunk, handsome stranger. When he woke up, he stared at me for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let's get married." Too lazy to think, I nodded. For three years, I lived in a fog as a wealthy socialite. I could swipe my cards freely and live in mansions as I pleased. I had just found out I was pregnant and hadn't had the chance to tell him when he handed me divorce papers: "I'm bankrupt. This is the last of my money. Take it and go." Just then, several floating comments…

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