The Billionaire's Reborn Bride

On the day of our divorce, I decided to completely tear off my submissive mask. That fall at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau didn't just break my knee; it shattered my last shred of affection for him. Go ahead and celebrate with your unforgettable love. From now on, even if you beg me on your knees, I will never look back—because I have already accepted the request of that 'dead man' to trade my life to make you all regret everything.