The transmigration girl occupied my identity and was the licking dog of the boss for three years. Now, I am back.

Seeing my billionaire CEO husband in bed with another woman, I finally filed for divorce.

Alex scoffed, “Cut the drama. Didn’t you always say I was your world?”

But all I did was throw a signed divorce agreement at him.

For three whole years, a transmigrator had been living in my body, absolutely obsessed with him, practically worshiping the ground he walked on.

Now, she was finally gone.

From this moment on, I was taking back control of my life!

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I don’t know when it started, but one day, I suddenly realized I couldn’t control my own body anymore.