When I woke up from the hospital, I knew that I was married, and that the groom didn't like me. Not only did he dislike me, it could be said that he disliked me. I hadn't seen him in person for the first half month since he came home from the hospital. Except for the wedding photos on the wall, it can be seen that this marriage was of my own free will. The groom's cold and aloof eyes are both ice and fire. His deep dark eyes are full of anger. His facial features can be described perfectly. I am no longer me. My former self is dead. My current soul just happens to be attached to his wife. Why should I marry him? She loves money, loves power, and is greedy. Why on earth
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