Husband, Spoil Me Wild

The death of her fiancé had made her succumb to depravity, and she washed her face with tears every day.
His words had given her the courage to continue living. His company and encouragement had given her hope in life.
But now, a person who looked similar to her fiancé had appeared. She had placed her hopes on him, and she had chosen to hurt him and walk into the wedding hall.
When she wanted to redeem herself, she had received news that he had left. In her grief, she had chosen to leave.
When she returned to A City, his eyes were dark, and he had smiled at the beginning of the month. He stepped forward and lifted her chin. “I’ve waited for you for so long.”