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Married to his secret crush

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."

Auroraaa · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
500 Chs

Sick

Shen Lihua refused to cry over this man once again. She has spent her whole youth doing that with unnecessary tears, hopes, wishes and none of it had ever worked for her. 

''I kept enduring all of it….because of you. I somewhere knew that I was pathetic but I realized it so late. Before me, you had a wife, a mistress, you had women before me and I…closed my eyes on that too but your family compared me to them at every given chance. They made me feel worthless compared to those classy women their son had slept with,'' More she spoke, more her eyes burned and tears rolled down her cheeks. She did not remember how long she had held onto these things in her heart but she never once thought that they would still effect her like this. She wiped her tears with the back of her palm as she looked at him before slowly shaking her head, ''After all that I did… You let my son to be trampled there in your family. You let them step on Zixuan over and over again.''

"I…''