Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Several years later

Adkins was now twenty-two years old. He cut his beloved girl loose for his career, now a thorn in his heart.

He knew Mollie Ren in junior high. They'd only been classmates for that year. Adkins skipped a grade because of his brains, and they had never again been in class together.

At age seventeen, the quadruplets all graduated from university the same year.

And the girl who Adkins fell for in his youth was still in college, working on her graduate degree. He went to a larger, four-year institution for further study.

The night before he left, Adkins took her to the suburbs to look at the starry sky.

Mollie Ren was from an ordinary family. Her parents were divorced. She lived with her father, who was addicted to gambling and drinking and was always behind on his bills thanks to his vices. She knew her and Adkins came from very different families. She didn't want to drag him down with her, so she forced him to make a choice that night.

Either he could stay in Y City so the two of them could hang out together from time to time, or he could go off to study abroad, and never call or text her again.

That night, Mollie Ren wore a black slip dress, which was uncharacteristically sexy. She was usually pragmatic, and not really interested in seducing anyone. "You need to know something about me. I'm not the kind of girl to stay lonely. If you're not here with me, I don't know what I'll do. I've got guys lining up to date me," she said casually.

Adkins was no fool. He knew she said this for a reason.

Or you could say Adkins was actually a fool because he thought Mollie Ren said that because she didn't like him. He thought she was trying to let him down easily, because she wanted someone else.

Anyone could predict what happened next.

Adkins hugged the girl and kissed her deeply. And then he walked off, giving her freedom, and effectively ending their relationship.

It was her first kiss, and his as well.

And that was how Adkins' first relationship ended. But he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it. It wasn't hard to leave her.

Adkins' future was so bright he had to wear shades. He wasn't just a rising star, he was a rocket. In less than five years, he'd gotten all his degrees and was now sitting pretty in his dream job.

By the time he was thirty-two, what Matthew said proved prophetic. Adkins was the youngest ruler of H Country. What more could he dream of?

But Adkins wasn't the only one who had it all together. In the same month of the same year, Mollie Ren stepped into her new job—a business lawyer. She was quite good at it, too. She had a silver tongue, and was more capable than many of her male colleagues. And she'd gotten engaged, too.

Adkins was still friends with her on WeChat, even after all this time. So he saw when she posted a few photos of her and her fiance in her WeChat Moments.

few drinks and a few business dinners, they fell in love. Her fiance was also

who it was about. Adkins! And he was set to marry a lady from H Country. The lady was from a rich and

good man and a beautiful woman; a

in the morning. Driving home and ignoring the frost, he passed by the housing division where Mollie Ren lived.

against another company, and decided to give it up for the night. She found a nearby convenience store and grabbed a bucket of instant noodles. When she hit the gate to her subdivision, it was

rolled up slowly to that same gate. She dragged her tired body out of the taxi. The lawyer hardly spared the car a passing glance, intending

It must cost

It belongs to some CEO who

her long, messy hair and walked through the gate in her seven centimeter

she heard the buzz of a car window being

cars before. After all, there was no one else on the street

her forget herself for a moment, and the purse she was holding landed smack on the pavement.

that same

eyes met and she stopped in her

today, she would never have gotten out of the taxi wearing nothing but a

she would never have gotten engaged

had only known...

of nowhere. They hadn't seen each other in ten years. He looked exactly like he did in the

the back of his head, and a pair of gold rimmed glasses sat on his high nose. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was

can't be real! I must

too late, that's it. I can't see or think

it. Because she'd dreamed a lot

hurry and entered the community, forgetting to pick up

the light of the streetlamp. Then the man got out of the car. He bent down to pick up the delicate purse on the ground

hour." The driver noted his unusual behavior. He was also the man's secretary, so he thought it prudent to remind him of

gate and got back into

rummaged through anyone's purse before. This was a first

To his surprise,

photo was a two-inch photo of him when he was still a student. It was well preserved

secretary, "Look into her background. I want to

nodded, "Yes, Mr.

and got engaged to the guy so other men would leave her alone. Her fiance's family wanted him