Suami kontrak dari London
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Backstage at the engagement party, I overheard my fiancé and his mother plotting: he was marrying me just to take over the hotel my parents left behind, and after the wedding, he planned to kick me off the board. I tore off the ring and ripped up the marriage contract on the spot, and he accused me of being ungrateful. The next moment, the cool-headed hotel investor handed me a marriage agreement: 'If you need a husband, I can be one right now.' In the wedding car, his cufflink revealed the camera pendant I gave him in London three years ago—'You don’t remember me? But I’ve remembered you for three years.'