The Night I Left, He Turned Grey
After four years of marriage, when that stunning woman returned, Leila Jennings finally understood that her husband's chastity and icy indifference were not part of his nature.
He gave her 417 a month for living expenses, yet he lavishly spent 417,000 for his old flame.
The difference between being loved and not loved was painfully obvious.
Sean Sinclair said he couldn't bear to let his old flame be trapped in the trivialities of marriage, which would dull her pearlescent glow, yet he wanted her to quit her job to be a housewife, willingly becoming a dim fish eye!
But what Sean Sinclair didn't know was that she, Leila Jennings, was no ordinary junior employee...
During the four years she was in charge of a national-level confidential scientific research project, her rank was so high that even his old flame was only qualified to be her assistant.
What he knew even less was that the document he had casually signed was the divorce agreement that would terminate their relationship.
One month later.
Her identity as a titan in scientific research was revealed, and the divorce papers were delivered to Sean Sinclair.
The usually gentle and courteous President Sinclair tore up the divorce papers, his expression shifting from disbelief to red-eyed rage.
"Besides me, who would want a divorced woman?"
Yet, he was the one with the tough talk, and he was also the one who knelt, begging to remarry her.
When they met again, Leila Jennings was arm-in-arm with the head of a top-tier wealthy family, and the look she gave her ex-husband no longer held a trace of emotion.
Mr. Cole raised a thick eyebrow, flashing the marriage certificate with his new wife: "President Sinclair, have some decency. Address her as... Mrs. Cole."
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