mething inside her told her that there was more he wasn't telling her. As the silence filled the apartment, Mei Ling's ange

gram, any platform that could give her a closer look at Sofía's life. She didn't know where to start, but she had to do it

what she was looking for. Sofía Rodrígues. The woman Jian Wei had spoken so much about. M

Jian Wei. They were together in each of them, hugging, smiling, as if they shared a life full of memories. The couple appeared in different places

orrent of emotions flooding her. Why had Jian Wei never mentioned these photos to her? Wh

had a flawless figure, a warm smile that almost seemed designed to win anyone over. And she had done it. With Jian Wei. What bothered Mei Ling the most was

. The complicity between them was so evident that Mei Ling felt a knot in her stomach. That photo must have

had discovered. Why hadn't he told her any of this? If their relationship with Sofía had only been a f

g. The perfect image, the perfect life, and Jian Wei by her side, smiling, happy. Was it

h laughing, enjoying a moment that seemed so intimate. How could Jian Wei tell her there was nothing between them? She couldn't believe he hadn't ha

e. Was it possible that Sofía had been in their lives so subtly, and she hadn

age from Sofía. Mei Ling opened it quickly. She knew that this woman, with

don't want you to misunderstand the situation between Jian Wei and me, and I would li

ident? Did she really think Mei Ling was going to believe her empty words? Everything she had seen on her profile, all those ph

he couldn't keep ignoring what she had discovered. Her instincts told her that so

She had to know, once and for all, what had really happened between her