The Ex-Husband's Shadow
Language: en
The day I divorced my fifty-year-old CEO husband, I wore a full face of makeup and a bright, crimson red dress. A flicker of impatience crossed Ethan Vance's elegant features. "Dressed so festively. Are you getting married today?" I ran my fingers through my newly permed curls, the image of that handsome face floating into my mind. I couldn't help but smile: "As a matter of fact, yes." "And you actually know the guy." Hearing this, a cold sneer appeared on his face: "The people in my circle are all famously devoted husbands. If you're going to make up a lie, could you at least put some…