Chapter 1

I was born in a perpetual haze, my mind often muddled and confused.

Three years ago, in a daze, I brought home a drunk, handsome stranger.

When he woke up, he stared at me for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let's get married."

Too lazy to think, I nodded.

For three years, I lived in a fog as a wealthy socialite. I could swipe my cards freely and live in mansions as I pleased.

I had just found out I was pregnant and hadn't had the chance to tell him when he handed me divorce papers:

"I'm bankrupt. This is the last of my money. Take it and go."

Just then, several floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes:

[Whoa! Leonardo's first love, Prescott, is back in the country!]

[I bet Leonardo is faking bankruptcy just to dump Lawrence so he can win Prescott back!]

[Leonardo got drunk three years ago because Prescott went abroad. Lawrence is just a substitute!]

Huh? So I was just a replacement?

I slowly nodded. "Oh, okay. Let's divorce then."

The light in his eyes instantly extinguished.

Looking at him, I felt like there was something I'd forgotten to mention.

Whatever. I'll tell him when I remember.