Too Late to Regret: I Was Just Your Substitute Wife

I was Julian’s first love.

But after years of marriage, he started looking for younger girls who looked just like me.

When the car crash happened, Julian’s first instinct was to shield me with his body.

Outside the emergency room, someone sighed emotionally, "An instinctive reaction like that doesn’t lie. That’s true love. I believe in love again."

I could only smile bitterly. What they didn't know was that Julian and I had been sleeping in separate bedrooms for years.

Even when I swallowed my pride and crawled into his bed at night, he would only look at me with cold indifference.