Enigmatic and wealthy, Jun Zixuan is the epitome of perfection. He has everything and that includes a suicidal and scheming wife whom he hates to the core until one day when she pours a glass of juice on him, her poison-laced words and countless insults following behind. That's where it starts. He could not take his eyes off her. Was he a masochist? What just happened?! With beauty, brains, and an endless bank balance, she has been living her best life until she is assassinated on her birthday. Waking up in the body of a scheming and penniless woman was more unacceptable for her and to top it off, she has a husband who happens to be her old friend. Just that, he acts like an entirely different person now. She settles on a master plan. Lose weight first, make money, get a divorce, settle the people who killed her, and find a way to go back to her brother. But wait...why is this cold and unapproachable husband acting like a white lotus? What is she going to do with her plans if this stunning husband refuses to let her go? ... "I want a divorce," She indifferently said. "Fine," the man coldly responded without any shift in his expression. One month later: "When are we getting divorced?" She asked calmly, not wanting to deal with a moody husband anymore. She just wanted to be done with her revenge first, then find her brother and live a carefree life like before. His gaze darkened, "The procedure is going on." Three months later: "Jun Zixuan, where the heck is our divorce paper?!" She finally lost her patience and snapped at him. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her closer, "Are you that eager to leave me?" he asked, sadness flickered on his face despite that indifferent look. "Yes." "Oh? So sad," The man narrowed his eyes, his lips tilted up in a crafty smile before he continued, "The lawyers said that our case is a complicated one, it might take them a lifetime to draft the divorce papers."
Mia's ears flopped slightly and she lowered her head, her fluffy tail dropped as she watched him wear his suit jacket. He folded his sleeves and since the front part of the suit jacket had a slit-like thing caused by her nail, he left it open like that and turned around to walk away.
She quietly stood rooted to her spot as she watched him walking away from her.
Mia slowly ran towards him but she stopped in her tracks. Her round hazel eyes sparkled as she watched him going away from her.
When his back appeared like a distant view to her, Mia lowered her head and turned around to leave.
There was nothing she would get by following him. And he was right. It was her who wanted to stay away from him then why was it that… the moment he placed her down, all she felt was a deep sense of emptiness inside her heart?
Was she expecting him to keep holding her like that? To take her back to his place with himself?