After an Officer Pursued Me into Marriage in the 1980s

I transmigrated to 1980 and was forced to marry a cold, aloof military officer.

I thought he would treat me with disdain, but instead he spoiled me endlessly.

Then one day, his eyes red, he pinned me against the wall. “Who are you, really? I investigated. You’re not her at all.”

I smiled faintly. “Do you still want me, then?”

He kissed me, his voice hoarse. “You’re you. You’re the only one I want.”