I’m the adopted daughter of the Anderson family, raised alongside their three sons since childhood. Whoever marries me will inherit the massive fortune my parents left behind. Their grandfather, George Anderson, has even promised that my husband will become the future head of the Anderson family. In my past life, I chose Frederick Anderson, whom I’d harbored a secret crush on for ten years. I even used all the connections and wealth my parents left me to help him become Washington’s richest man. But after our marriage, he orchestrated a kidnapping. He had me tied to the back of a car and dragged for two miles, leaving me with disabled legs and severe brain trauma that put me in a vegetative state. “I never wanted to marry you in the first place. If you hadn’t forced me, I would’ve married Ashley long ago! “You ruined her chance to be with me forever, driving her to depression and death. I’m going to make you pay!” Only then did I learn that Frederick had always loved Ashley Hartley, the housekeeper’s daughter. He cruelly pulled out my oxygen tube, letting me suffocate to death. When I woke up again, I’d returned to the day I was supposed to choose my husband. This time, I decided to let Frederick have Ashley. In five days, the Anderson family would announce two things. One would be the marriage arrangement, and the other would be the change in leadership of Anderson Corporation. Neither would have anything to do with Frederick. But he went crazy, begging on his knees for my forgiveness and pleading with me to marry him! ***** “Eleanor, which of my worthless grandsons has caught your eye?” George patted my hand affectionately, his face full of expectation. I didn’t answer immediately. Everyone in Washington’s high society knew about the close relationship between the Martin and Anderson families. My parents had intended for our families to unite through marriage before their deaths, and I was their only daughter. After they died in a car accident, according to their will, I was adopted by the Anderson family and raised alongside their sons. But I knew the Anderson family’s affection for me was largely due to Martin Corporation behind me. Marrying me meant gaining access to the Martin family’s billion-dollar assets. In the living room, everyone was whispering among themselves. “Everyone in Washington knows Eleanor has had a crush on Frederick for ten years. Today’s husband-selection banquet is just a formality.” “Frederick really lucked out. Among Washington’s younger generation, his looks, education, and abilities are all pretty average. But Eleanor fell for him!” “Frederick can easily become heir to both families, but look how disgusted he looks with Eleanor, as if she owes him something.” Everyone stared at me, waiting for me to say Frederick’s name. Listening to these comments, I glanced at him indifferently. He stood not far away in his tailored suit, his handsome face cold and expressionless, but his gaze was fixed on Ashley, who was working in the corner of the living room. Sensing my stare, he instinctively looked over, frowning deeply with obvious disgust toward me. I sneered inwardly. Since I’ll never measure up to Ashley in your heart, why should I force you! So I bent down close to George and whispered a few words in his ear. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.” He looked at Frederick, seemingly considering something. Frederick’s expression darkened. He glared at me impatiently, then immediately walked over to George. “Grandpa, I don’t love Eleanor, and I don’t want to marry her!” There was an uproar, then the noisy living room fell silent instantly. I let out a cold laugh, pretending to look hurt as I watched him. Frederick clenched his jaw, as if he’d made up his mind. “Ashley is the only one in my heart. If I must marry Eleanor, then you have to allow me to keep Ashley on the side and treat her like a wife…” Before Frederick could finish, George slammed his hand on the table. “What nonsense are you spouting?” George stood up trembling with rage, pointing at Frederick and shouting angrily: “She’s just a housekeeper’s daughter—she’s not worthy of marrying into our family! “Eleanor is the daughter of the Martin family. How dare you compare Ashley to her? What do you take Eleanor for?” Frederick’s expression was tense. He remained stubborn: “Ashley’s background may not match Eleanor’s, but with me there, no one can bully her! “If I can’t be with Ashley, I won’t marry Eleanor either!” I couldn’t help but laugh. How confident Frederick was, thinking I couldn’t live without him! In my past life, I would’ve compromised because I couldn’t bear to lose him, believing he’d eventually be moved by my devotion. But since I’ve been given a second chance, I absolutely won’t repeat the same mistakes. And I’m going to make him pay! The guests around us immediately began whispering. “What an idiot! He can’t even understand the significance of this marriage. Does he really think a housekeeper’s daughter is more important than the combined wealth of the Martin and Anderson families?” “He’s probably certain Eleanor will choose him, so he dares make such demands.” I forced a strained smile and tugged at George’s sleeve: “George, since Frederick insists, just agree to his terms.” Hearing my words, Frederick looked at me in surprise. He studied me, as if wondering what trick I was playing now. After a long sigh, George asked: “Frederick, are you determined to be with Ashley?” Frederick nodded slowly: “Yes! Grandpa, I’m begging you to agree.” Seeing him like this, George glanced at me apologetically and helplessly looked away. “Fine, the wedding will be held in five days. This banquet is over!”
Frederick immediately perked up when he heard this. He thought George had agreed to his outrageous demand. He jumped up and rushed over to Ashley, whose eyes were red from crying. “Ashley, my grandfather agreed to let us be together. In five days, you’ll be my wife.” Ashley cried tears of joy and threw her arms around Frederick. But when she saw me coming downstairs, she immediately let go and timidly lowered her head. “Ms. Martin.” Ashley looked terrified of me, cowering behind Frederick. Before I could even speak, he stepped in front of her, glaring at me. “Eleanor, what do you want to do to Ashley? Don’t use your status to bully her! My grandfather already agreed. Even if I marry you, I can still take care of Ashley and treat her like my wife!” I couldn’t help but laugh. I was just passing by and hadn’t done anything. I thought, “How am I supposed to be bullying Ashley? Besides, isn’t Frederick misunderstanding something?” George only said the wedding would be held in five days, but he never said my husband would be Frederick! Seeing Frederick openly defending her like this, Ashley secretly shot me a smug glance and shyly tugged at his sleeve. “Mr. Frederick Anderson, as long as I can be with you, I’m willing to do anything. Please don’t fight with Ms. Martin because of me. When you inherit the Martin family and the Anderson family later, you’ll still have to consider the Martin family’s feelings.” Ashley’s understanding demeanor made Frederick’s heart ache for her. He wanted nothing more than to hold her and be intimate right now. “You silly girl, once I’m in charge, I won’t have to care about anyone anymore.” The next second, he shot me a warning look. “Eleanor, if you’re smart, I might still be generous enough to give you some seed later so you can have a child. Otherwise…” I caught the threat in his tone. In my previous life, after Frederick and I got engaged, Ashley was in a car accident. Although she was saved, she became depressed from the constant pressure and committed suicide within two years. I had no idea about her accident. But Frederick was convinced it was my conspiracy, and he took all his hatred out on me. “The place where she had her accident was only 100 feet from your company. If you hadn’t deliberately delayed rescuing her, how could she have ended up with a disabled leg from the delay, becoming depressed and suicidal at such a young age?” He was stubborn. In the end, he tortured me to death. He even took his anger out on the Martin family, causing innocent people to suffer. Such a man who couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, so arrogant and selfish, actually still thought I couldn’t live without him! I hid my hatred for him and interrupted, “Since you love Ms. Hartley so deeply, then I wish you two will always be together and in love.” Frederick frowned again, his suspicious gaze lingering on me for a long time. Before he could question me, I walked past him toward the door. A tall, upright figure had been waiting there. Seeing me come out, he turned to meet me. “Mr. Anderson, in five days, I’ll be waiting for you to come get me.” “You won’t change your mind?” I shook my head firmly. “No.” Lawrence Anderson smiled and nodded solemnly at me before turning to leave. Watching his figure, I felt some warmth and peace. In my previous life, I was dragged by Frederick’s men until I was covered in blood. Before I fainted in despair, I heard someone brutally beating down those men. It was Lawrence, who had rushed back from abroad. He held me in heartbroken anguish, took me to the hospital, and spared no expense to have the doctors save me. After I died, Lawrence gradually stripped away Frederick’s power and cleared the Martin family’s name. Later, he strapped a bomb to himself, tied Frederick up, and jumped off a cliff with him. Only then did I realize the feelings that the always cold and reserved Lawrence had hidden for me. So in this life, I chose to marry him without hesitation. Frederick looked suspiciously at Lawrence as he left. He frowned and asked, “Eleanor, Uncle Lawrence will definitely attend our wedding, but since when have you had any connection with him?”
Hearing this, Ashley immediately jumped in: “Mr. Frederick Anderson, after all, when Mr. Anderson was born, your grandfather was already getting on in years. He grew up with you all, so it’s only natural that Ms. Martin would be close to him.” Frederick let out a cold laugh, his face full of displeasure: “So what? She’s about to marry me. No matter how she feels about any other man, she should keep her distance and behave herself! Our family will never accept a woman of questionable character!” Their insinuations made me sick to my stomach. I couldn’t stand it anymore and shot back: “Mr. Anderson and I haven’t seen each other in ages—we were just exchanging pleasantries, and you’re demanding I keep my distance from him?” I turned to Ashley with a cold smile: “Ms. Hartley, and Mr. Frederick Anderson, you two aren’t even married yet, but you’re already making lifelong promises to each other and acting intimately. Seems like you’re the ones who should watch your behavior.” Her face instantly turned deathly pale. Frederick glared at me furiously, then rushed to comfort her. I gave them both a disdainful look and walked away. Back in my bedroom, I saw the room covered with Frederick’s photos and portraits, along with all the gifts I’d carefully prepared for him. A surge of intense hatred welled up in my chest. When we were kids, Frederick had given me a box of candy. I couldn’t bear to eat it or throw it away, so I’d treasured it in my drawer all these years. Now, I felt like that candy was as sweet as arsenic. I took a deep breath and started gathering up everything related to Frederick to throw it all away. It wasn’t until dawn broke that I finally collapsed into bed. The suffocating sensation from my death in the previous life kept echoing in my mind. I kept jolting awake from nightmares, my back drenched in cold sweat. By the time bright daylight streamed through the window, it was already the next day. My friend called me directly. “Eleanor, everyone’s saying you agreed to Frederick’s demands—that you’re okay with him keeping Ashley and treating her like a wife too! He’s such a fool. Lately, everyone in Washington knows he not only hired world-famous designers to create a wedding dress for Ashley, but he even gave her his late mother’s family heirloom. At the auction, there was a pair of earrings worth over a hundred million dollars, and Frederick actually paid an astronomical price for them.” I suppressed the bitterness in my heart and smiled: “Let him do whatever he wants. It has nothing to do with me anymore.” My friend said anxiously: “Eleanor, you’re about to get married, but Frederick cares so much about Ashley. Wouldn’t marrying him just be asking for trouble?” I consoled her helplessly: “Fine, worst case scenario, I just won’t marry him. Happy now?” Just as I finished speaking, the door suddenly burst open. Frederick walked in with a dark expression. He glanced at my phone, his sharp features showing mockery. “Eleanor, if you don’t want to marry me, why didn’t you tell Grandfather you wanted to call off the engagement? You’re just jealous that I’m good to Ashley, so now you’re deliberately saying these things to provoke me, right?” I rolled my eyes in exasperation. My past self was truly clueless to have fallen for such a self-righteous person. Seeing my silence, Frederick walked right up to me. He frowned and said in a commanding tone: “I’m here to tell you that I’m taking half of the wedding gifts your parents prepared for you and giving them to Ashley.” I looked up in shock. After a long moment, I asked in a hoarse voice: “Those were prepared by my parents for me! What gives you the right to make that decision for me?” My parents had worried I might be mistreated after marriage. So from the day I was born, they started planning for me, carefully selecting and thoughtfully choosing every single gift. But now, Frederick wanted to give away these items that contained all of my parents’ love to his mistress. “You keep saying you love Ashley, but you won’t even prepare gifts for her yourself? Oh, I forgot—someone as selfish as you only does things for Ashley to create the illusion of how much you love her!” I stared at him and mocked word by word: “Frederick, your love is really cheap!”
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