His white moonlight has returned—he looked at me in shock when I asked for a divorce

Nocel Synopsis：On the third anniversary of our marriage, Henry's first love, Sophie, made a high-profile return to the country, setting the internet ablaze with trending searches. Everyone in our social circle waited to see how I—the cuckoo who'd seized another's nest, the mere stand-in—would be swept out the door in tears, weeping like pear blossoms bathed in rain. Henry sat on the sofa, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, his brow deeply furrowed as if carefully choosing how to break the news to me with minimal cruelty. I didn't give him the chance. With a smile, I gently slid a document across the table toward him. Gilded on its cover were four bold characters: "Resignation Letter." "Henry," my voice was as calm as if I were delivering a project report, "Sophie is back, and it's time for me to resign from this 'substitute' role. Here are the divorce agreement, the property transfer list, and a 'marriage work summary' from the past three years. Please review and sign them." All the ten thousand excuses he had prepared got stuck in his throat. He stared at me in shock, as if he were seeing me for the first time.