Melomiri

Thirteen Years Wrong​

Language: en

I was transmigrated into a novel as the wicked villainess. But I never did a single wicked thing. Not only did I become friends with the heroine, but I also married the gentle second male lead. I truly believed I was happy. Until I found my husband’s diary. It turned out he was reborn. His years of tenderness were nothing but a performance, all to prevent me from hurting the woman he truly loved.

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