[Contract ❌ Abuse scum ❌ Death ❌ Reunion ❌ Indiscriminate abuse of all characters] The president gave me a contract to marry me and warned me not to fall in love with him or interfere with his life after marriage. I laughed. The most taboo thing in marriage is falling in love with the other person, not to mention that I also have a gentle and handsome boyfriend. My husband, the CEO, was having sex with different women every day. I was selectively blind, so I turned around and used my husband's money to pay off the debt I owed for my boyfriend's illness and treatment. Later, my boyfriend was in urgent need of a kidney transplant. I begged my husband for help. My husband said he could help me, but the price would be that I would break up with my boyfriend. Unfortunately, my boyfriend passed away, and I feel like my life is not long. Suddenly on the street with a hangover, I saw my boyfriend who had been dead for two years. He had become thinner and paler. I rushed toward him, but he avoided me in fear, and said things like "Who are you?" Was it because I drank too much or did he really not recognize me?
