Too Late To Regret, Too Late To Love

Synopsis

I was Alexander Grant's wife, rightfully and officially. But everyone around him knew he didn't love me. Three years married, and they'd only call me "Mrs. Grant" when I was there. But behind my back, they called me "the actress". I'd gotten used to it. That was, until we signed the divorce agreement. Then, people got even bolder, making jokes about me right in front of him, not even bothering to hide it. Alexander just smirked. The next second, a bottle shattered over that guy's head.