Born Ditzy: Drunk Vows, Sober Goodbye
I am a little ditzy all the time, and my mind is often hazy.
Three years ago, I bring home a handsome drunk guy in a daze.
After he wakes up and stares at me for a while, he suddenly says, "Let's get married."
I do not feel like thinking too much, so I nod. Just like that, I spend three years as the wealthy Nolan Steele's wife. I am free to shop as I please, and I live in a luxury villa.
I just find out I am pregnant and have not had time to tell Nolan yet when he hands me a divorce agreement. "I have gone bankrupt. This is the last sum of money. Take it and leave."
At that moment, a few lines of comments suddenly appear before my eyes.
"Whoa! Nolan's first love, Celia Sanders, has returned from abroad!"
"Is he pretending to go bankrupt just to dump Lyra so that he can chase after his true love?"
"He got drunk back then because Celia left the country. Lyra is just a substitute!"
Oh? So I'm just a substitute…
I nod slowly and say, "Okay. Let's get a divorce, then."
The light in his eyes instantly goes out.
I look at him, feeling like there is something I have forgotten to say.
Forget it. I will say it when I remember.