Seven years after he forced me into marriage, my domineering CEO husband fell in love with someone else.
I wasn’t worried.
His sister, on the other hand, was so anxious she burst into tears.
“If you get divorced, what are Song Yu and I supposed to do?”
Song Yu.
The name sounded so familiar.
He was, if I remembered correctly, the childhood sweetheart I’d been dating before I married Gu Zeyan.