Chapter 1
My childhood friend married me just to spite his first love.
But in the second year of our marriage, his first love came back.
They rekindled their old flame.
They were caught hugging on set and kissing in the recording studio.
At night, the paparazzi even caught them walking into a hotel hand in hand.
Everyone said I was hopelessly in love with him, that I could even tolerate my husband's infidelity.
Little did they know, the very next day after seeing trending topics, I sent him the divorce papers.
The one refusing to sign them was him.
Later, he wept with regret, claiming he had fallen in love with me long ago.
But I only said calmly, "But I don't love you anymore."
When Ryan Smith and I got married, we dominated every single trending topic.
Netizens called us a match made in heaven—childhood sweethearts who grew up, with one becoming a top-tier Best Actor and the other the heiress to a wealthy family. It was straight out of a novel.
Unfortunately, we weren't the main characters of this story.
He always had his first love in his heart, who had gone abroad to study, while I was merely his second choice.
But I loved him.
I had loved him for many years.
So when Ryan actively pursued me, I couldn't bring myself to turn him down.
During our first year of marriage, we were deeply in love.
Whenever he was filming on set, I would visit him in person, bringing snacks and coffee for the entire crew, and asking the director and his manager to look after him.
And when I had to work late at the office, he would bring me homemade soup.
Paparazzi frequently snapped photos of us walking hand-in-hand, exchanging sweet glances and warm embraces.
His fans would comment on i********::
A: [We love his wife! She is so perfect for him!]
Ryan replied with a smile:
Ryan: [I love her too.]
Just when I was filled with joy, believing he had truly fallen in love with me, his first love came back.