I Gave My Love to the Wrong Man

A business marriage made her his wife, and his prisoner. Shen Moyan hated Gu Qinghuan. He blamed her for “killing” his first love and their unborn child three years ago. For three years of marriage, all he gave her were cold looks, misunderstandings, and divorce papers. She never defended herself. Day after day, she made dinner while waiting for him to come home, and wrote down every moment he never saw in her diary. Until the car accident. When Gu Qinghuan woke up, her memories stopped before she married him. All she remembered was that Shen Moyan was the person she had loved with all her heart. Faced with a wife whose eyes were full of love for him, Shen Moyan panicked for the first time. He began taking care of her and stepping into her world, and at last discovered the diary locked away in the depths of a drawer. Its yellowed pages were filled with truths he had never known. He had hated the wrong person. She had loved him so much. But just then, Gu Qinghuan regained her memories. Taking her diary and the child in her belly, she vanished from his world for good. Three years later, at an international architectural design awards ceremony, she stood with her arm linked through another man’s, her smile distant. The little girl in her arms had a scar above her eyebrow, identical to his. “Uncle,” the little girl asked, tilting her head, “do you know my daddy?” Shen Moyan crouched down, his voice hoarse. “I do. He’s a bastard who... lost your mommy.”