On the night of the wedding, Fu Sinian threw me an agreement: "Divorce in three years, and don't expect anything you don't deserve." I hid the pregnancy test sheet and nodded obediently, playing the role of the plastic wife he wanted. He brought his female secretary to the cocktail party, and I was involved in a car accident during my prenatal check-up alone; he accompanied Bai Yueguang to the emergency room, and I had an abortion in the ward and signed a critical illness notice. After I was discharged from the hospital, I put down my wedding ring and left early, but Fu Sinian went crazy: the torn divorce agreement was floating down, and he knelt in the rainy night with red eyes: "Please... Give me another chance."
