The CEO’s Fake Ex-Wife

“Sign it, and we’re even.” When the divorce papers were flung in her face, Lin Wan smiled more bitterly than she could have cried. For five years of marriage, she had been the most obedient puppet wife at his side. Until an explosion swept away every last trace of warmth. The police found her bloodstained ring in the wreckage. “Mrs. Lu, we can confirm she’s dead.” But Lu Jinbai went mad, searching the entire city for even a glimpse of her. Three years later, beneath the spotlights at a jewelry exhibition in Paris, an up-and-coming designer took off her sunglasses. The media gasped. “She looks just like President Lu’s late wife!” Eyes bloodshot, the man blocked her way. “You stole my heart. How are you going to pay me back?” She gave a faint smile and lifted the diamond ring on her left hand. “Mr. Lu, you’ve got the wrong person. My husband is waiting for me.” A little boy peeked out from behind her. “Mommy, why is that man crying?”