I got a second chance at life. This time, Grandpa wanted me to choose one of the Thompson sisters for a family alliance. No one expected me to pick Victoria, Chloe Thompson’s older sister. Everyone knew I’d been obsessed with Chloe since childhood. I’d gone to desperate lengths to make her my wife. I forced a bitter laugh, remembering the last life. On our wedding day, Chloe ran off with Leo, the young man our family had taken in. She declared she’d only marry him, abandoning me at the altar. I stood there in my long-awaited tuxedo, utterly humiliated. Only then did I realize her agreement to the engagement was just a twisted plan to get revenge on me at the wedding. After being reborn, I started avoiding her at all costs. Later, when I held her sister close, my lips swollen from kissing, Chloe–who’d always looked down on me–suddenly lost it. Once the wedding date was set, I started preparing everything needed for the ceremony. I never expected to run into Chloe and her friends at the mall. “He follows you everywhere, your man’s got you on a pretty tight leash, huh?” Her friend teased her with a playful grin, making Chloe frown. “He is not my man. Say that again, and I’ll stitch your mouth shut.” Chloe spotted me from afar and marched over, annoyance etched on her face. “Liam, seriously, what is your problem? Why are you following me everywhere?” “You forced our families to tie us down, and now everyone knows you’re marrying a Thompson. Are you happy now?” I stayed silent for a moment, my expression calm. “I’m not trying to tie you to me. You’re mistaken.” Her emotions flared, and she gripped my wrist tightly, a dull ache spreading through my hand. “Then why are you here? Isn’t it just to track me?” I pulled my hand away, instinctively rubbing my reddened wrist, and explained, “I’m here to pick up some things for the wedding. I didn’t expect to see you.” Her friends noticed the tension between us and immediately gathered around. “Wedding stuff? Chloe, you’re so lucky, your fiancé handles everything, you don’t have to lift a finger.” Chloe shot a fierce glare at her friend, ignoring the comment. “Liam, don’t think that just because our families are merging, you can get me this way.” “You’ll get my person, but never my heart. I despise manipulative, toxic men like you.” Her eyes were cold, her voice thick with suppressed anger. But I felt nothing. I just wanted to escape this drama. I looked up, meeting her gaze calmly. “Who said I want your heart? Don’t flatter yourself. And I’m not marrying you.” At my words, Chloe’s face instantly fell. “What are you even talking about? You used every trick in the book to force me to marry you before, and now that you’ve finally succeeded, you’re saying I’m not the one you’re marrying…” Her friend nudged her shoulder. “Chloe, can’t you see? He’s just playing hard to get, saying things to spite you.” “He’s personally out here picking out wedding decorations, and you’re still being sarcastic. Do you think Liam would be happy?” Chloe’s expression softened slightly. She stared at me, her face a mix of emotions, before finally managing a sentence. “I’ll be there for the wedding on time, but I stand by what I said: don’t think I’ll ever like you.” Suddenly, something dropped behind us. Chloe and I turned simultaneously, seeing Leo standing there, dressed in casual clothes, a look of shock on his face. He was the young man our family had taken in. He had poor health and was a frequent patient at the hospital. My mother pitied his difficult living situation and brought him to live with us. Now, he looked like a delicate young man, with clear eyes framed by fluttering eyelashes. Chloe immediately let go of me and darted over to him. “Leo, let me explain! It’s not what you think!” Leo turned and walked away, not giving her a chance to explain. The group dispersed, following Leo’s exit. As Chloe left, she spat a threat at me. “If Leo gets sick because of this, I swear I’ll make you pay.” I let out a self-deprecating laugh, wondering for a second if the Chloe I grew up with had been swapped out for someone else.
After that whole ordeal, I lost my interest in shopping and went home early. It wasn’t until evening that Chloe brought Leo back. She carried bags overflowing with items, and the driver following her carried several more boxes. The boxes contained expensive fruits and imported snacks. It was clear Chloe had bought a lot to appease Leo. They walked in just as I was lounging on the couch, watching TV. I deliberately didn’t look her way, but she approached me anyway. At first, she didn’t speak, just pursed her lips, seemingly waiting for my reaction. But I kept my eyes on the TV, not even sparing her a glance. “Liam, you clearly saw me bring in all these things. Why didn’t you help me?” I casually glanced at her. “Why should I help you? Those weren’t bought for me. What does it have to do with me?” Her face darkened. “If you want them, just say so. People will laugh at me if they know Chloe’s fiancé has to beg for these things.” Chloe wasn’t listening to what I’d said at the mall, and I was too tired to keep repeating myself. She’d understand that I wasn’t marrying her on the wedding day itself. Chloe picked up a punnet of blueberries and tossed it near me. With too much force, the box bounced on the couch before falling to the floor. “Here, a treat for you. Don’t say I mistreat you.” I looked down at the blueberries but felt no desire to pick them up. To do so would be like a pathetic dog begging for her crumbs of attention. I didn’t need that kind of charity. I curled my lips into a cold sneer. “You’re certainly making yourself at home here, aren’t you? Don’t you have any manners as a guest? Don’t shame the Thompson family’s reputation.” We had grown up together, always familiar with each other’s homes, but I had never spoken such humiliating words before. Chloe’s face flushed crimson, her eyes glaring at me as if they could kill. Mom and Dad weren’t back yet, and the housekeepers were busy with their own tasks. The living room was just me, Chloe, and Leo. Chloe acted as if I didn’t exist, pressing Leo against the wall and brushing a feather-light kiss on him. She murmured, “Leo, if anything ever upsets you, just tell me. Don’t let it ruin your health.” Leo’s clear voice reached my ears. “I know. I knew you were the best to me.” With Leo’s response, they continued their intimate display, lost in their own world, making me feel a flush of discomfort. I switched off the TV, walked around the couch, deliberately keeping my distance as I headed for the stairs, planning to go to my room. As I reached the middle of the staircase, Chloe’s eyes suddenly snapped open, startled, as if she’d just remembered someone else was there. She instinctively pushed Leo away. Leo didn’t notice her strange behavior, just reluctantly ended the kiss. Then Leo looked up at me, his eyes full of defiance and disdain, as if to challenge me. Back in my room, I received a message from Leo. [Liam, Chloe might be giving you a wedding, but the title of Chloe’s husband can only be mine.] [Liam, whatever fate you met in your last life, you’ll meet again in this one. You can’t beat me.]
My heart sank when I saw that message. So, I wasn’t the only one who’d been reborn. In my last life, after Chloe accepted the engagement, I thought my sincerity had finally moved her. After all, I’d chased her for over ten years; even a stone should have warmed up by then. But she’d only accepted the alliance to humiliate me terribly at the wedding. In front of all the guests, she clutched Leo’s hand tightly. She announced to everyone that she couldn’t marry me, that Leo was the only one she loved, and she would marry no one else. I was utterly humiliated, left alone in my tuxedo, lost in a storm of despair. Everyone around me knew how much I loved her, how I’d neglected my health, making myself so sick that I was close to death. All of it just to soften my parents’ hearts and secure an alliance with the Thompson family. I had debased myself, shamed myself and my parents, only to be met with Chloe’s revenge. She resented me for using my family’s power to force the engagement, tearing her and Leo apart. I also passed away from my illness, a pain I vowed never to experience a second time. So, after being reborn, I gave up on Chloe and chose her older sister, Victoria. But I never expected my engagement to Victoria to proceed so smoothly this time. There were no obstacles; I just had to wait for next month’s wedding to arrive. In my previous life, Victoria had worked overseas and remained single her whole life. Everyone assumed she had some hidden condition. Even Grandpa, hearing my decision to marry Victoria, had double-checked with me. Was I truly set on marrying Victoria? I nodded. Even if she did have a hidden condition, so what? If I had to choose between them, a respectful, peaceful life was far better than a life scarred by heartbreak. The next day, I went to the jewelry store to pick up Victoria’s and my wedding rings. But the staff told me Chloe had already taken them. This jewelry store was part of the Thompson Group, so if Chloe wanted them, the staff couldn’t stop her. Out of so many couple’s rings, she just had to take my wedding rings. A sudden fury surged through me. Those rings were my own design. Since childhood, I’d dreamed of wearing my own design with the person I loved on my wedding day. I used to think Chloe would be the one wearing the female ring. But now, with a different fiancée, I’d torn up the old design. The final version, the one that was made, was specifically designed for Victoria. And Chloe had just snatched it from me. Just as I was about to call Chloe to demand an explanation, I saw a new post on Leo’s Ins feed. [A one-of-a-kind ring, from my darling you.] The picture showed him and Chloe wearing my designed rings. The comments section was full of blessings for them. Unknowingly, my eyes welled up. Even if the alliance had caused Chloe distress, I had stopped in time, giving her freedom. Why did she have to keep chasing me to humiliate me, even letting Leo steal my wedding rings? I couldn’t wait another second. I didn’t want to bicker with Chloe over the phone. So, I hailed a cab and headed straight for Chloe’s office.
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