The night before I was set to propose to my boyfriend, I unexpectedly discovered that I was just a substitute.

He had an "unattainable love" in his heart, and being with me was merely a way for him to gain dating experience.

No wonder every time I brought up marriage, he would dodge the question.

I felt completely crushed and turned around to accept a business marriage instead.

Later on, he was kneeling at my front door, tears in his eyes, begging me, “Can you love me one more time...?”

“Get lost.” My billionaire husband emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel and pulled me close, saying, “My wife is sensitive; you better kneel and keep your distance.”