After Thirty Years of a Fake Marriage, Why Regret It Now That I’m Your Ex?

In my previous life, I spent thirty years as “Mrs. Zhou” before discovering that my marriage certificate was fake. My husband and his “elder sister-in-law” teamed up to steal my research. At the celebratory banquet, I was shoved down a flight of stairs and froze to death on a snowy night in Kyoto. When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-one, one month into my marriage to him. This time, he begs me with red-rimmed eyes not to divorce him. He says, “Xu Ying, who else could you possibly marry besides me?”