The Fake Heiress Ran Off While Pregnant

When I signed the divorce papers, I was carrying his child. I was just over two months pregnant. No one knew. Not even the man who was sitting in front of me, his face cold as he pushed the papers toward me: my husband in name only, Jiang Yanbai. "Sign them, Su Wanyi. Shuyue is back. It's time you gave up your place as Mrs. Jiang." The custom-made fountain pen was heavy in my fingers, cold to the bone. The study was warm, but I felt as though I had fallen into an icy pit. Lin Shuyue sat beside him in an armchair, wearing a beautifully tailored ivory cashmere dress. Her belly was slightly rounded, and her face wore just the right look of frailty...