Chapter 9
Chapter 9
In the previous eight loops, I spent my time circling the wrong course, hitting icebergs, and sinking my ship.
If I had to say, out of all the bad ideas I ever adopted, the absolute worst was this: trying to be Jiang Wan’s body double.
There was no imitation more pathetic than that.
I scoured for every scrap of information related to her, hired private investigators to dig into her private life, and even watched the videos of her that Gu Jingshen kept as treasures over and over again.
She was a renowned musical prodigy. I had studied piano for a few years myself, so I practiced the piece she played on stage when she first met Gu Jingshen until my fingertips were calloused. Only then did I realize the vast chasm between us. My piano teacher was full of praise, but I knew the truth in my heart-I couldn’t even reach one percent of her level.
When she spoke, her eyes would always focus intently on the person she was talking to, shining like stars. I practiced that gaze relentlessly, even enrolling in several acting classes, until Gu Jingshen would actually daze off when we locked eyes.
She was tall with a stunning waistline and had even been scouted as a model. Seven years later, she still stood out from the crowd even without any makeup or styling. Since natural proportions couldn’t be changed, I went behind Gu Jingshen’s back while he was abroad for months on business and had ribs removed at a private hospital to slim my waist by a whole size.
When the stitches were taken out, I looked at the bruised purple skin over my ribs in the mirror. I thought I would cry, but my eyes only burned with a searing redness.
“Your waist,” Gu Jingshen whispered, holding me from behind on the night he returned to the country. “How did it get so thin?”
In that moment, I suppressed a powerful, inexplicable urge to gag.
The fate of a counterfeit goes without saying; I was smashed to pieces by the gavel of the appraisal show.
I had thought about becoming Jiang Wan, yet I had never considered the other possibility.
There was a clear solution to my marital crisis all along.
If he could only love Jiang Wan, then I would simply destroy Jiang Wan.
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