[The only daughter from an artistic family x the helmsman of the Oland Foundation (external professor of finance in London)
Childbirth, amnesia, age difference, growth
Betrayed by the scumbag, I ran away to England with the ball.
Five years later, I was accompanied by a cute replica of the world's richest man.
The ex-husband regretted his mistake and begged for forgiveness at the airport.
The richest man's private plane landed at the right time. He walked up to me and knelt down on one knee in front of the whole world:
"Madam, have you had enough fun? It's time to go home and inherit a trillion dollar fortune."
I was someone else's abandoned wife, but I was the only cinnabar mole on his heart.
