You Weren't Here During My Postpartum Confinement, Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Divorcing While Raising Our Child?

After five years as a model, Mrs. Fu, Lin Sa finally sobered up on her daughter's full moon celebration day. Her husband, Fu Yanci, lavished all his extreme care on his first love, yet demanded she be sensible and independent in every way. She flipped the table in public. "Divorce! I've had enough of these five years!" He, however, gave a cold smile. "How have you become so vulgar? Always bringing up divorce at the slightest thing." It wasn't until she disappeared that he realized his world had suddenly collapsed, encountering obstacles everywhere without her. Three years later, they met again at an international summit. She stunned everyone as a master architect. He knelt under the spotlight begging for reconciliation, but she merely smiled and walked past, arm in arm with someone else. Later, he received a gilded invitation. The bride, in a white veil, nestled in his brother's arms. His eyes red, he stormed into the wedding venue, only to hear her softly say, "Fu Yanci, being sensible is too tiring. Now, I just want to live for myself." — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: You Weren't Here During My Postpartum Confinement, Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Divorcing While Raising Our Child? — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠