Author: Momo Chan

I kidnapped the Crown Prince of New York’s elite for fifty thousand dollars. I dragged him to a cabin in the woods and called my boss, a local mobster. “What do I do with him?” “Slap him,” the boss said. The signal in the mountains was terrible. I heard “Kiss him.” So I leaned in and planted one on him. The next second, text floated across my vision like a live stream chat: […She’s not just hungry for money, she’s deaf.] [Nah, she’s just thirsty. Look at Mia drooling.] [Mia just wanted to kiss him, she’s pretending she heard wrong.] Chapter 1 I suspect my boss isn’t in the underworld. He’s in the adult film industry. The evidence? He gave me two very suggestive orders. First: “Slap him.” “Kiss him?” I repeated into the phone. Usually, kidnapping involves punching and kicking. Ours involves kissing? “Boss, are you sure?” “Hurry up,” the boss ordered from the other end. “Until he bleeds.” “Bleed?” I gulped. “It’s my first time doing this.” Kinda embarrassing. “Practice makes perfect…” “Boss, I’ve read plenty of romance novels, but I lack practical experience.” “What practical experience… this is practical experience!” The signal was cutting out, mixed with static. “Stop wasting time…” “Do it or not…” “Do you want the money?” At the mention of money, I panicked. “Yes, yes, yes.” I laughed nervously into the phone. “Boss, I’m kissing him now.” I looked down at Asher Sterling, the heir to a New York empire, tied up like a Thanksgiving turkey. He was wearing nothing but a grey bathrobe. His chest, flushed pink, was exposed to the cold mountain air. If not for the ropes, the loose belt around his waist would have slipped off completely. I didn’t dare look, but I couldn’t help stealing a few glances. I whispered, “So… sorry.” I meant to grab his collar and give him a peck. But Asher’s body, toned from years of gym sessions, was firmer than it looked. I didn’t pull him up; instead, inertia sent me crashing down onto him. My teeth slammed hard against his soft lips. “Hiss—” Asher sucked in a breath instinctively, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Technically, I kissed him. And he bled. “Done, boss.” The next second, the boss’s satisfied voice came through: “Good job.” For some reason, floating text appeared before my eyes: […She’s not just hungry for money, she’s deaf.] [Nah, she’s just thirsty. Look at Mia drooling.] [Mia just wanted to kiss him, she’s pretending she heard wrong.] Before I could read the comments carefully, a thought struck me. I pressed my hands against Asher’s chest, half-sitting on him, and asked: “Do you have H. pylori?” The text changed: [What the hell is H. pylori doing here?] [LMAO I’m dying.] [Wait, the victim hasn’t even spoken yet.] [Why is Mia so goofy right now? Kinda cute.] […] Chapter 2 Second order: “Beat him.” “Huh?” Sleep with him? “Boss… isn’t that a bit much?” First kissing, now sleeping? “Beat him until he’s half-dead.” Is he trying to ruin his reputation? What a sinister, cunning plan. Sleep with him until he’s half-dead… That’s pretty brutal… I picked at my fingernails, negotiating: “Boss, since it’s my first time, can you add another ten grand?” “You’re bargaining?” “No, no.” I changed my tune immediately. Fifty grand plus sleeping with Asher Sterling? I’m winning either way. “Boss, when do I get the fifty grand?” “Do as I say first. The Sterling family will bring the ransom tomorrow.” I hung up. Asher lay on the floor, his face dark, gritting out through his teeth: “Mia Stone!” “You recognized me?” My heart skipped a beat. Exposed so soon? Then I really can’t let him go. Asher and I met when we were kids. When I was five, my mom took me to Asher’s birthday party. Before leaving, I cried and rolled on the floor, demanding to marry Asher, relying on my mom’s friendship with Mrs. Sterling to demand an arranged marriage. “Heh.” I stood up, dusting myself off nonchalantly. “Still holding a grudge after all these years.” But I was no longer the spoiled Stone heiress. When I was ten, my mom died, and my father remarried. I found out I had a half-sister, Chloe Stone. Thus began my long life of “living under someone else’s roof.” Just last week, I got an acceptance letter from an art school in Paris, planning to leave the Stone family forever. But my stepmother incited my father to marry me off to the youngest son of the Thorne family for a business alliance. Chloe would marry Asher instead. It didn’t matter who I married, until I accidentally found out the Thorne son had anger issues and liked to hit people. I wanted to run, but Chloe stole the bank card my mom left me. Desperate, I contacted a guy from the underground and kidnapped the freshly returned Prince of New York. “You want money that badly?” “Yeah.” I’m taking risks, walking on the edge of a blade. Isn’t it obvious? “How much?” “Fifty thousand.” Asher frowned. “Dollars?” “Yeah.” Asher’s face turned darker. “Pathetic.” Why is he insulting me? Chapter 3 Even the floating text was mocking me: [Girl, you kidnapped Asher Sterling, the Prince of New York, for fifty grand?] [Stealing one of his shirts would get you more than that ransom.] [Suddenly I feel bad for Mia. I feel like I’d only dare ask for fifty grand too.] [That Patek Philippe on his wrist is worth five million buns.] [Patek Philippe, Patek Philippe, Patek Philippe…] What Patek Philippe? What five million buns? I ignored the text. Squatting down, I pondered how to sleep with the man in front of me. Asher was radiating heat, and my head was spinning. Thinking about what I had to do, my fingers trembled. Next time I kidnap someone, I need to clarify if it’s a hit job or a… hit job. “Scared?” Asher looked at me, lacking any professional hostage decorum. “Scared?” I puffed out my chest. “Joke.” I straddled him, fumbling for the next step. The knots in the rope were tricky. I got anxious, sweat beading on my forehead. Asher’s eyes held a smile, his voice muffled: “Need help?” I hid my panic, barking fiercely: “Don’t move, you’re distracting me.” He trembled slightly. A low chuckle spread through the small room. The text: [Ahhh, am I the only one shipping this?] [The male lead seems so indulgent.] [Why is Mia so clumsy?] [I can’t wait for the next part!] Indulgent? It looked like blatant provocation to me. In my haste, my hand slipped and pressed down hard. He frowned instantly, sucking in a breath: “My…” I scratched my head. “Sorry, no experience.” Asher’s mouth twitched. “Should I do it?” “???” Is that appropriate? My hand, reaching for his pants, froze. I bent down, pulled off one of his socks, and stuffed it in his mouth. “I’m the kidnapper, or are you?” The silence in the comments was deafening: […] […] […] [Great, she’s straight as an arrow. We’re doomed.] Chapter 4 With Asher gagged, the world was much quieter. My hands moved faster. I stripped Asher to the waist in seconds. Bronzed skin, defined muscles, a lean waist… And those collarbones. My ears burned, blood rushing to my head. For a collarbone fetishist like me, this was too tempting. I pressed down on his chest and bit… The text: [Male lead’s body is top tier.] [I can’t help it either.] [Warning: High energy ahead. Big doings.] [The author actually wrote this? I came for this scene.] [Too bad Mia has no stamina, she’s about to faint from low blood sugar.] [Boohoo, I wanted to see 300 rounds.] [Upstairs, you’re thirsty too.] I paused. Who are they looking down on? Faint? Okay. Maybe. I haven’t eaten in three days. Sure enough, halfway through, my last bit of strength drained away. “Pain—” My body felt like it was falling apart. The text went crazy: [Wait, that’s it?] [Wasn’t it supposed to be big doings?] [Mia, get up and continue!] I was about to close my eyes in annoyance when I saw the last line of small text: [Am I the only money-grubber still thinking about the male lead’s five-million-dollar Patek Philippe?] My dizzy brain cleared instantly. Five million… watch? Holding up my pants with one hand, I groped for Asher’s watch with the other. I took it off and examined it. “Looks pretty ordinary.” “Real or fake five million?” “Doesn’t look like it.” I took out my phone to scan the price. 360 degrees, couldn’t scan it. The text: […] [Great, she’s checking Amazon. We’re done.] [You idiot, Amazon won’t have that.] Right. I opened eBay. […] [Mia doesn’t think eBay will have it, right?] [You have to check the official website.] [Damn it, just ask the guy!] Agreed. I pulled the sock out of Asher’s mouth. “How much is this watch?” Asher didn’t speak, staring at me with lowered eyes, his cheeks flushed. I played with the watch, suspicious. “Looks pretty ordinary.” Asher’s eyes darkened, his voice low: “You stop now to ask this?” “I gave up resisting, and you stop?” “It’s only five million.” I stopped playing with it instantly, cradling it in my palms. Only. Five. Million. Damn, who said this watch was ordinary? It’s magnificent. The text urged: [Forget the watch, do the deed!] [My pants are off, don’t stop!] [The male lead is dying here.] [I paid VIP for this.] [Mia, stop looking at the watch, get to work!]

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I took Chloe Vance’s title as the “It Girl” of the upper east side, and even her devoted admirer, Carter Sterling, fell for me. Carter spent three hundred million dollars at an auction just to light up the sky for me, leaving Chloe so angry she fell ill. A twenty-carat pink diamond was presented to me, and Carter, with his devilishly handsome face, looked at me with deep affection: “May I have the honor of being your date tonight?” I smiled and placed my hand on Carter’s shoulder, accompanying him to various high-end venues. We traveled the world, climbed snowy mountains, and bungee jumped from great heights. Just as my smile was at its brightest, Carter let go of my hand for the first time: “The Sterling family is a prestigious clan; they will never allow me to marry a girl from a humble background like yours.” “I truly love you, but I can’t marry you. I can buy you a villa and keep you, giving you a life of luxury.” He wanted me to agree to be his mistress. I feigned confusion: “You love me? Aren’t we just friends?” Chapter 1 Carter frowned. “Are you angry?” He rubbed his forehead helplessly. “It’s not that I don’t want to marry you, but the gap in our social status is too wide. You can’t expect me to break ties with my entire family just to marry you, right?” Ten minutes ago, Carter was gently praising me as the cutest fairy in the world. Ten minutes later, Carter completely changed his attitude. He let go of my hand with a tired look. “You should calm down and think about it. Contact me when you’ve figured it out.” Carter left without looking back, giving me no chance to speak. In the past six months, he had treated me like a princess, almost plucking the stars from the sky for me. To say I wasn’t sad would be a lie, but I knew what could be done and what couldn’t. I would never make the same mistake twice. My new phone number received harassment messages again: Baby, haven’t you had enough fun? At most half a month, I’ll come to pick you up. My hands trembled uncontrollably. I removed the SIM card and turned off the phone again. I didn’t leave the house for three days straight. Listening to his subordinate’s report, Carter’s brow smoothed slightly. “I thought she was really tough. I didn’t expect her to be so heartbroken she wouldn’t even go out.” “Carter, you’re the man. You took down the icy beauty Aria Stone in less than six months.” “The bet isn’t over yet. Aria Stone has to personally agree to be your mistress for you to win.” Familiar voices reached my ears, all from Carter’s close friends. Not long ago, they were affectionately calling me sister-in-law. Behind my back, they treated me as betting fodder. I knew these rich kids played games with life and didn’t take feelings seriously, and now I had experienced it firsthand. In high society, being someone’s mistress is the most shameful thing. Not to mention my father was a business partner of theirs. If I became Carter’s mistress, not only I but also my father and the entire Stone family would be looked down upon. They tried to push a woman into the abyss using her genuine feelings. It was despicable. Carter gently peeled a chocolate for Chloe Vance, his tone indifferent: “Aria is afraid of heights and the dark, yet she was willing to bungee jump and play escape rooms with me. I’ve won this bet for sure.” Another person laughed and added, “Who told her to steal Chloe’s spotlight? As the daughter of a nouveau riche, she should have stayed in her lane. The title of top socialite isn’t something she can dream of.” “Everyone knows the Crown Prince of the capital, Julian Thorne, is choosing a wife. Chloe has liked him for so many years, hoping to become the top socialite to catch the Crown Prince’s eye.” Carter’s eyes darkened. “Whatever Chloe wants, I’ll get it for her.” Hearing this, I couldn’t help but sneer. I thought Carter and Chloe were in love, which was why he played me to vent her anger. I didn’t expect Chloe to like someone else. Through the crack in the door, I saw Chloe leaning shyly on Carter’s shoulder. Carter claimed he only saw Chloe as a sister, but his eyes were filled with undeniable tenderness. “Carter, where is Aria Stone? I really want to eat blueberry cake.” I looked down at the blueberry cake in my hand and couldn’t help but smile sarcastically. My phone vibrated at that moment: Didn’t you say you’d be here soon? Are you here yet? Six hours ago, Carter specifically asked for blueberry cake from City A. I rushed back with the cake, only to hear this. Indeed, an ungrateful wolf can never be tamed, no matter how much effort you put in. I raised my hand and threw the cake into the trash can. The loud thud attracted the people inside. Carter instinctively pushed Chloe away and forced a smile as he walked towards me: “Why didn’t you say anything when you arrived?” He glanced at the cake I had thrown into the trash, showing no guilt but rather accusation: “Chloe was just feeling unwell and leaned on me. Why are you angry? Are you suspecting me?” Carter turned the tables, frowning. “I made Chloe sick with anger for you. She just recovered. Do you really want me to cut ties with all my friends in the circle for you?” Carter often used this rhetoric to make me feel guilty. But this time, I didn’t apologize immediately as before. Instead, I said calmly: “It’s your freedom to be friends with whomever you want.” Hearing this, Carter felt uncomfortable, but seeing my calm expression, he didn’t think much of it. He raised his chin arrogantly as usual. “It’s good that you think this way. Have you thought about what I told you before?” During the six months I was with Carter, I was almost obedient to him and never said no. Now, Carter thought I would compromise again. Before I could speak, Carter frowned again and said, “My mom is arranging blind dates tomorrow. They are all marriages between wealthy families. You won’t make a scene, right?” As soon as Carter said this, everyone else looked over with anticipation. Chloe gloated, “Women outside are naturally different from those arranged by Carter’s family. Sister Aria isn’t an unreasonable person; she wouldn’t make a scene like someone unrefined.” I didn’t speak, just looked at Carter calmly. Without my assurance, Carter looked impatient. He said coldly: “As long as you’re good, I’ll give you everything you should have. Cars, houses, or jewelry, I can give them all.” Actually, Carter didn’t need to give me anything. From the moment he said those words, I had completely given up on him. Just as I was about to refuse, Carter suddenly threatened, “If you still harbor thoughts of marrying into the Sterling family, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Your dad invested a lot of money in that project, right? If you don’t want him to go bankrupt and jump off a building, behave yourself.” I looked at Carter in disbelief, not expecting him to say such things. In the six months we spent together, even if he was arrogant and complacent, he never used his power to oppress others. This was the first time he showed his dark side. And it was the only chance I gave him. I lowered my eyes. “I won’t marry you.” Carter raised an eyebrow in surprise. Chloe and the others looked at each other, not expecting me to be so agreeable. In their imagination, I should be hugging Carter’s thigh, crying and begging to marry him. Carter clenched his fists unconsciously. Whether in terms of family background or appearance, he was top-tier. How could I not want to marry him? Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Carter laughed out loud: “Aria, are you playing hard to get?” I frowned in confusion, but Carter smiled and stepped forward. “Whether you’re playing hard to get or whatever, don’t come to the blind date banquet between me and the Princess of the capital tomorrow. Otherwise, I will break up with you completely and never see you again.” His tone hid a threat, and his eyes were full of frost. Some time ago, Carter and I had a fight, and he also threatened to break off relations and never see me again. At that time, I hadn’t gotten tired of playing with this young master of the Sterling family, so naturally, I coaxed him to reconcile. But now, I didn’t want to coax him anymore. I took a step back, my tone icy: “I won’t ruin your blind date with anyone. I’ll move out of the villa tonight. You can rest assured.” Carter’s friends whistled and jeered: “This canary has been tamed by you. She can watch you go on a blind date without crying or fussing.” “Tsk tsk tsk, calling her a canary sounds nice, but ugly words call it a mistress. In ancient times, it was called an outer room, hahaha~” I didn’t know how these people’s brains worked, misinterpreting my words as willing to be a mistress. Just as I turned to leave, Carter suddenly frowned and scolded coldly: “Shut up! Who allowed you to talk about Aria?” Everyone froze, and Chloe’s smile froze on her face. She tugged at Carter’s sleeve with a bitter smile. “The other brothers just misspoke. Why are you angry?” Carter didn’t pamper Chloe as before. His voice was slightly cold. “Talking about others to their face and embarrassing them, is this your upbringing?” At these words, Chloe couldn’t smile anymore. Carter was slapping her face, practically throwing the words “no upbringing” at her. Chloe glared at me jealously, turned to act coquettishly towards Carter, but was dodged sideways. Carter softened his tone and said to me, “I’ve scolded them. Don’t take those words to heart. I’ll come to see you after I handle the blind date tomorrow.” He took out a crudely made ring from somewhere: “I made this myself. You must wear it on your hand at all times.” There was an identical men’s ring on Carter’s hand. Obviously, this was a pair of couple rings. But I wasn’t moved. Giving a slap and then a sweet date was his usual tactic. How could I not see through it? Moreover, Carter defended me just now only because he classified me as his property. Those people mocking me was a slight to Carter’s face. I wouldn’t be so sentimental as to think Carter did this because he loved me. I didn’t want to take Carter’s ring, but he stubbornly put it on my hand. “Now that you’re wearing my ring, you can’t run away in this lifetime.” Hearing this, I frowned in discomfort. I took off the ring and handed it to Carter. He looked at me in surprise. “You don’t want it?” “Mm.” He didn’t take it, so I let go, letting the ring roll onto the ground. Carter’s eyes reddened slightly, and he gritted his teeth: “Aria, there’s a limit to being willful.” I ignored him and turned to leave. Carter kicked the coffee table angrily and shouted at my back: “Aria Stone, don’t regret this!” I paused, and he immediately smirked triumphantly: “It’s not too late to come back now, I—” The next second, I took off the couple necklace Carter gave me from my neck and threw it into the trash can. Bang! The sound of smashing things came from behind. I didn’t stop at all and walked straight out of the villa. I didn’t take any of the gifts bought during our sweet times, only my ID. Chapter 2 The next day, while I was dining at a restaurant, a plate of exquisite dessert was pushed in front of me. This was a dessert from a century-old shop in the capital; it shouldn’t be here. I looked up and met a pair of deep eyes. “Baby, you really made me look for a long time.” I pretended to be calm. “Didn’t you say you’d come for me in half a month?” Hearing this, the man’s thin lips curled up slightly, but a dangerous aura spilled from his eyes. Having been with him for many years, I could tell at a glance that Julian Thorne was in a bad mood. “It’s normal for you to love playing at your age, but that Sterling kid is too low-class. If you want to play, you can find me.” Julian loosened his tie, his tone casual but probing. I looked at Julian in surprise, not expecting him, who was always arbitrary, to say such things. You know, in the past, if I said one more word to another man, he would grab me and punish me severely. “Aria Stone?” A surprised shout interrupted my thoughts. Looking up, it turned out to be Carter and Chloe. Carter’s gaze fell on Julian, his face very ugly. Chloe instigated, “Sister Aria, you knew Brother Carter’s blind date location with the Princess was here. Why did you deliberately find a man to anger Brother Carter?” Carter looked at me disapprovingly. “Even if you want to act out of spite, there’s no need to find a gigolo to keep up appearances, right?” Julian raised an eyebrow at me, as if saying, “Is this the kind of trash you found?” I was embarrassed for a moment. “What gigolo? Don’t talk nonsense!” Chloe covered her mouth and snickered. “If not a gigolo, could he be the Crown Prince of the capital? He’s so handsome and wearing the latest suit. What else could he be but a gigolo selling himself?” “We know all the wealthy young masters and ladies in the circle, but we’ve never seen the one in front of you.” I was speechless. The circle Chloe spoke of was just Sea City. Of course, she hadn’t seen Julian from the capital. Just as I wanted to retort, Carter threw a bank card in front of Julian: “There’s a million in the card. Leave Aria Stone immediately. She’s not a woman you can touch.” Julian didn’t even lift his eyelids, just looking at me with interest. I picked up the bank card and stuffed it back into Carter’s arms: “He’s not someone you can dismiss with money. If you don’t want trouble, leave immediately.” Julian didn’t actively reveal his identity, so I couldn’t say anything on his behalf. If Carter had used his brain to think about what I said, he would have reacted. But he suddenly grabbed me angrily. “What, can’t bear to part with him?” Seeing him touch me, Julian’s face immediately darkened, and he raised his hand to grab Carter: “Let go.” Chloe glared at Julian angrily. “Brother Carter is going to marry the Princess of the capital. If you don’t let go, be careful that the Princess comes later and chops off your hand!” Other guests in the restaurant exclaimed in disbelief: “The Princess of the capital? The rumored hot-tempered and arrogant one?” “Carter is going to marry her? Isn’t that a powerful alliance?!” “I’m afraid this kid is going to suffer. The Princess is most protective of her own and can’t stand seeing her people bullied.” Julian frowned unhappily. “Princess of the capital? Marry your kind? Are you worthy?” Carter’s face flushed with anger at Julian’s words. “Whether I’m worthy or not is not for you to say!” “Brother?!” A familiar voice reached my ears. Sylvia Thorne walked towards us, lifting her skirt. Carter softened his face the moment he saw Sylvia’s sweet appearance. He smiled and said, “Sister Sylvia, you should call me by my name.” Chloe also stepped forward to compliment with a smile, “Sister Sylvia, you’re finally here. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time—” Her words were interrupted by Sylvia throwing herself into my arms. Carter and Chloe opened their mouths in shock, their faces full of disbelief. Sylvia said unhappily to Julian, “It took you six months to find Sister-in-law after she ran away from home. Brother, your efficiency is too low!” Carter subconsciously shouted, “What did you say? What Sister-in-law?” Julian pulled Sylvia away from my arms, put his arm around my shoulder, and said matter-of-factly: “Sylvia Thorne, my sister. Is there a problem with her calling my wife Sister-in-law?” Sylvia held my hand affectionately, ignoring the other two completely. This pair of siblings, cold as ice in the eyes of outsiders, only had eyes for me at this moment. Chloe’s face changed drastically. “You are the Crown Prince of the capital, Julian Thorne?! Impossible, he’s not married at all. Where did a wife come from?” Carter’s face was very ugly. He gritted his teeth and asked Sylvia: “This should be just your cousin, right? Your biological brother is busy with everything; how could he appear here?” Chloe also suddenly realized. “That’s right, Sister Sylvia. Your Thorne family is flourishing; there must be many brothers and sisters.” Chloe glared at me hatefully and provoked, “This Aria Stone is the daughter of a nouveau riche. She loves to cling to the powerful. Now that she’s hooked up with a branch of your family, she might be dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family.” Sylvia looked at the two as if they were idiots: “He is my biological brother. What nonsense are you talking about?!” Carter stared at me, gritting his teeth and questioning: “Aria Stone, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?” In the past six months, except for Carter actively pursuing me for half a month at the beginning, I was the one who sought him out almost all the time. Carter, who had been pampered for six months, couldn’t accept the fact that he was abandoned by me. He looked at me with red eyes, as if I were a scum woman playing with feelings. Seeing Carter’s accusatory expression, I couldn’t help but frown and ask back: “What explanation do I give you? Do we have any special relationship?” Carter only intended to play with me from the beginning, and I knew it well. We are all adults; the process just needs to be happy. Moreover, Carter didn’t lose out in these six months. What face does he have to question me? Hearing my words, Carter’s eyes instantly turned scarlet. “You are my woman!” He stepped forward to grab me, but Julian protected me in his arms and looked at him coldly: “Carter Sterling, you’d better watch your words.” I wanted to struggle, but Julian gave me a warning look. Seeing that I was behaving, he said: “Aria loves to play. She ran away from home after quarreling with me six months ago. You were just a playmate when she was relaxing. Nothing special, understand?” Julian’s volume wasn’t loud, but his aura was full. Carter was an heir cultivated by a prominent family after all. How could he not hear the hidden meaning in Julian’s words? This was clearly calling him a plaything not worth looking at, telling him not to entangle too much. But Carter was used to being arrogant; how could he let it go like this? Chloe watched this scene with trepidation, raising her hand to grab Carter’s sleeve and advising: “Brother Carter, forget it. Uncle Sterling still has a ten-billion project under the Crown Prince. Don’t be too impulsive.” She turned her head and looked at Julian coquettishly: “Actually, I didn’t want to say it, but I really can’t bear to see you deceived by such a promiscuous woman.” “Aria Stone must have told you that she and Brother Carter are just friends, but in fact, they slept together long ago. In the past six months, they have been inseparable every day, just like a married couple—” Hearing the words “married couple,” Julian instantly flew into a rage and choked Chloe’s neck. “Who allowed you to fabricate stories about her?” Sylvia immediately took two steps back, winking at me frantically. Dragons have reverse scales; touching them means death. I am the reverse scale for Julian. He can’t stand anyone belittling or hurting me. Carter wanted to stop him but dared not step forward due to Julian’s power. He only gritted his teeth and said: “Chloe just misspoke for a moment. For the sake of the Sterling family’s multiple collaborations with you, please let it go.” Julian sneered. “What face does your Sterling family have in front of me?” “If it weren’t for Aria wanting to play with you, your Sterling family would have gone bankrupt countless times.” Chloe was strangled until her eyes rolled back, and people around looked over in fear. “I heard long ago that the Thorne family in the capital has a history of mental illness in the family. Is the Crown Prince going to strangle this woman to death on the spot?” “Having mental illness means no jail time for killing someone. Chloe Vance really kicked an iron plate this time.” “Powerful and mentally ill, what’s the difference between this and an emperor?” Carter broke out in a cold sweat belatedly and could only look at me for help. I didn’t want Julian to kill anyone, so I could only grab Julian’s hand and beg, “I’ll go back with you. Let Chloe go.” There were many people in the restaurant. I indeed didn’t like Chloe, but not to the point of watching her be strangled to death by Julian. Moreover, Julian treated me very well, just a bit paranoid. Julian looked at me deeply and finally let go when Chloe was about to expire. Sylvia looked at me with lingering fear and whispered, “Sister-in-law, only you can persuade my brother.” After being saved, Chloe’s first reaction was actually to stare at me with resentment and jealousy. Seeing this, Carter felt displeasure towards her for the first time. In his eyes, Chloe had always been weak and kind. Even knowing that he approached Aria Stone to vent her anger, she had been speaking up for Aria. But Chloe’s actions today were different from before. Carter’s gaze fell on me again, his throat dry: “Thanks.” Julian pulled me away without saying a word, and Sylvia followed closely behind. I thought the matter ended there, but my phone suddenly received a message: You spoke up for Chloe just now. I’m really grateful. I know you don’t love Julian Thorne, just forced by his power. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have left him for me. As long as you are willing, I can elope with you. Carter stared at the phone, longing for my reply. Chloe clutched her chest, trying hard to breathe. After calming down, she looked at Carter aggrievedly: “It must be Aria Stone who said something to the Crown Prince; otherwise, how could the Crown Prince have been so heavy-handed with me?” “Brother Carter, I feel so bad. I really like the Crown Prince. Help me.” She cried like a pear blossom bathed in rain, but Carter just gently brushed her hand away. “You said you liked Julian for many years and always wanted to catch his eye, so I bet to teach Aria a lesson. But why didn’t you recognize Julian just now?” “Do you like Julian Thorne or his status as the Crown Prince?” Chloe was stunned for a moment. Just as she wanted to find an excuse, she was interrupted by Carter. “Enough, I don’t want to hear your sophistry.” Carter turned and left, giving Chloe no chance to speak. In Carter’s heart, Chloe was a simple and kind sister who didn’t covet power or play tricks. But everything that happened just now proved that he had misjudged her. Buzz. The phone vibrated. Carter picked up the phone ecstatically, thinking I must have replied to him. But when he saw the picture sent by the other party, Carter’s face instantly turned pale. It was a photo of a man and a woman kissing. Only a bit of the woman’s jawline was revealed, but having been together for six months, Carter recognized it was me at a glance. The intimate posture was impossible to ignore, not to mention the scratch marks on Julian’s neck. Heart aching as if cut by a knife, Carter’s hand holding the phone trembled slightly. The other party immediately sent a provocation: Aria and I got our marriage license long ago, just haven’t held the wedding. Now it seems the wedding needs to be put on the agenda; otherwise, some men will rush to be homewreckers and destroy other people’s families. Such sarcastic remarks left me speechless. Just now, as soon as the phone rang, Julian snatched it away with a cold face, insisting it was a message from a lover. I explained helplessly, “Where would a lover come from? I’ve cut ties with Carter completely.” But the next second, Julian coldly showed me the message. “Baby, he wants to elope with you. Should I break your legs or his legs?” Julian said this with a smile, but I instinctively shuddered. “Better break Carter’s.” Hearing this, Julian’s smile widened. “Correct answer. If you chose to hurt yourself to protect Carter, I would really go crazy.” Heaven knows how much Julian wanted to go crazy just now, but he forced himself to endure it. He told himself that this time he absolutely couldn’t scare me away. I looked into Julian’s eyes but accidentally saw a trace of fragility. Was he afraid… afraid of losing me? Julian took the initiative to hold my hand. “Baby, are you willing to hold a wedding with me?” Ten years ago, my father couldn’t take care of me because he was busy with the company. He fostered me at a relative’s house in the capital to study. I didn’t know why Julian inexplicably fell in love with me; I only knew that he had been following me since school days. Later, we naturally fell in love and got a marriage license on impulse. I wanted to go home and tell my father about this, but I didn’t expect to suddenly receive a confession from a male classmate. Julian was furious, clamoring to go home with me, and said no man was allowed to approach me. In a fit of anger, I threw down the divorce agreement and ran back to Sea City alone. Julian held me eagerly. “I really know I was wrong. Forgive me, okay?” My gaze fell on the man’s pitiful expression, and I deliberately teased, “Don’t you mind about Carter?” Julian’s tone was sour. “He’s just a hotel; I’m your home. Besides, I believe you were just playful and got distracted, right?” Since he put it that way, I couldn’t refuse. I could only nod. Sylvia, driving in the front, winked victoriously in the rearview mirror, holding the steering wheel happily. She kept sighing in her heart, indeed a thousand-year-old fox. Watching the sister-in-law for six months wasn’t enough; this time he deliberately let her contact Carter to destroy the relationship between the sister-in-law and Carter. Now acting pitiful to ask for status, simply amazing! But she saw through it without saying it. As long as her brother and sister-in-law were happy, what was acting in a play to her? Moreover, she really liked this sister-in-law. If she couldn’t beat her brother, she would want to stick with the sister-in-law every day. I realized belatedly that I had been trapped by Julian, but the words were already spoken, too late to regret.

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My husband, the Captain, and his “White Moonlight” – his first love – were both trapped in the flood. After a moment of hesitation, he saved me first, his pregnant wife. By the time he went back for her, it was too late. He watched helplessly as she was swept away by the raging waters. He blamed me for the delay, for her death. He hated me for seven years. He never let our son call him “Dad.” The day the Time Machine was released, he left everything behind, determined to go back to the past. “Sarah, if I wasn’t worried about saving Ciara first and her getting criticized, why would I have saved you first?” After he left, my in-laws pushed all the blame onto me. “If Ethan had saved Ciara first back then, how good would that have been? At least they would be happy now.” Even my son didn’t want to acknowledge me as his mother anymore. “It’s all because you killed Auntie Ciara that Dad hates me! Why didn’t you die back then?” Facing everyone’s insults, I resolutely returned to the past. This time, I will save myself. I won’t owe Ethan Carter anything ever again. …… Chapter 1 The dizziness from the time machine faded. The bone-chilling cold from being soaked in water for too long made me feel like I was dying. I struggled to open my eyes and saw Ethan standing on a small wooden boat, looking at me indifferently. Meeting my gaze, he didn’t hesitate. He turned the boat around to save Ciara White, who was trapped on the roof. The immense force of the water flow nearly swept me away. I clung desperately to a piece of driftwood, swimming towards the edge with all my might. Just as I was about to reach a safe area, Ethan’s wooden boat passed by me. Ciara on the boat stumbled and almost fell into the water. To save her, Ethan abandoned the oars. The wooden boat slammed directly into my body. A sharp pain in my abdomen almost made me let go. But Ethan acted as if he hadn’t seen it at all. Anxiously, he brought the frightened Ciara to shore. When I finally swam ashore, lying on the ground coughing violently. Ethan, who had already escaped with Ciara, walked over to me and spoke coldly. “Sarah, couldn’t you get out yourself? You stayed in the water just to force me to save you first, so I couldn’t save Ciara, right?” The chill in Ethan’s eyes made me shiver involuntarily. He didn’t know yet. The current me had also come back via the time machine. “Planning to complain to Mom and Dad again? You can say whatever you want about me, but if you dare frame Ciara, even with Mom and Dad helping you, I absolutely won’t let you off!” My hand pressed hard on my abdomen, which was in constant, severe pain. I looked up at Ethan. “Let’s get a divorce.” A flicker of astonishment passed across Ethan’s face. He paused for a moment, then frowned impatiently. “I have a lot of things to do, I don’t have time to fuss with you.” “I’m not fussing, I’m serious.” In my previous life, Ethan said before he left that the thing he regretted most, besides not saving Ciara first, was listening to his family’s arrangement and marrying me. I didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes. So I wanted to fulfill his wish. Let him make up for these two regrets. Ethan didn’t believe my words. His eyes grew more impatient. “Mom and Dad aren’t here right now, you don’t need to act. You just want to use divorce as an excuse to make Mom and Dad dislike Ciara even more.” “I advise you to put away those useless little schemes. Don’t use a serious matter like divorce as a bargaining chip for your unreasonable behavior. I’ll take you to the hospital first.” Ethan gave me a warning look, signaling me not to continue making trouble. The pain in my lower abdomen was getting more and more intense. Looking at the hand he extended towards me, just as I was about to use it for support to stand up, I was knocked aside by Ciara. She cried and hugged Ethan’s arm. “Ethan, Lucky choked on a lot of water trying to protect me, his condition is very bad now. Can you come with me to take him to the vet first?” Facing Ciara’s pleading, Ethan agreed without hesitation. Only when he saw me did he remember that he had just said he would take me to the hospital. Seeing this, Ciara knelt directly in front of me and begged. “Sarah, you’re not hurt anyway, just let Ethan take Lucky to the vet first, okay? I really can’t lose him.” Lucky was the dog Ethan and Ciara adopted together. “I’ll find someone to ride a bike and take you to the hospital. After I take Ciara and Lucky to the vet, I’ll come find you.” I replied calmly, “Okay, you go.” Ethan looked at me in surprise, but under Ciara’s anxious urging, he didn’t think much of it. He drove the Jeep and left with her and Lucky. After he left, I turned and looked at the back of my skirt. Sure enough, it was all bloodstains. When I finally walked to the hospital, the doctor told me I came too late. The child couldn’t be saved in the end. Chapter 2 In my previous life, Ethan saved me first, so the child was fine. After our son was born, he never held him. Except for giving us living expenses, he didn’t care about any of our son’s affairs. Even the gifts our son gave him were casually thrown away by him. My son once cried and asked me why other children had gifts from their fathers on their birthdays, but Ethan had never even bought him a snack. I also couldn’t figure it out all along. Until that time I accidentally walked in on him talking to our son: “Don’t call me Dad, I will never acknowledge you as my son.” Watching our son cry into a tearful mess, Ethan took out a lock of yellow fur he had treasured for many years. “It’s because you were sick, everyone was busy taking you to the hospital, that Lucky ran away and got lost in the chaos. It was enough that I didn’t protect Ciara well, I couldn’t even protect Lucky.” “If only I could have another chance, I must protect Ciara and Lucky well, even if the price is losing my child.” My thoughts returned from the past. I wiped away my tears calmly. From the moment I came back, I had made up my mind to divorce Ethan. So I didn’t plan to keep this child either. After I wrote the divorce report in the hospital ward and put it away, Ethan happened to return. He was carrying a bag of very trendy toys in his hand. “I saw these new arrivals at the state-run store when I came over. I bought some to keep for the future child in case they run out of stock.” Ethan took out the toys inside and displayed them in front of me with a smile on his face. There was a faint anticipation for the child in his eyes. “Is Lucky’s condition better?” Ethan’s smile froze, and he nodded somewhat awkwardly. “The vet saw him, there’s no problem. Don’t tell Mom and Dad about today’s matter, I’m worried they’ll misunderstand Ciara again. As long as you help conceal it, I will agree to whatever you ask.” So he bought these not for the child, but to stop me from troubling Ciara. Imported toys like these were expensive. Ethan was really generous for Ciara’s sake. “You’ll agree to anything?” I turned my head away, deliberately not letting him see the tears in my eyes. After Ethan nodded, I took out the typed divorce report, blocking the content above and leaving a space for signing. “Then sign this.” “What is this?” “A three-chapter agreement, guaranteeing you will never fall in love with anyone else.” In Ethan’s eyes, I had always been a childish person. I often did things like this in the past. So he didn’t suspect anything and signed his name directly on it. The moment I saw his name land on the paper, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Ethan had once redeemed me. Now I return his freedom to him. Let him re-choose what he truly wants. My mother and Ethan’s parents were very good friends, so we knew each other since childhood. At first, my life was as peaceful and beautiful as Ethan’s. Until my mother suddenly died of illness, and my father remarried. I fell from heaven into hell. Under my stepmother’s instigation, my father refused to give me any living expenses, not even buying me daily necessities. The classmates in my class mocked me for wearing large, tattered old men’s clothes. When I was ashamed, it was Ethan who stood up to block the red ink splashed onto me and taught those who mocked me a lesson. Even, he said his clothes were also hand-me-downs from relatives. This was not a shameful thing. That day, my shattered self-esteem was picked up by him like that. Our relationship also became closer. Later, my stepmother gave birth to a son for my father. Because they didn’t want to support two children, they pushed me into the lake. Just as I was about to drown, it was Ethan who saved me again. After my father and stepmother were arrested, Ethan actively took me to his home and asked his parents to pay for my tuition, so I wouldn’t be homeless… Chapter 3 Ethan pulled me out of the abyss time and time again. Making me mistakenly think our relationship was different from others. Unfortunately, it wasn’t like that. I understood it too late. Fortunately, there is still a chance to re-choose now. “Mom and Dad said they prepared food you love and asked us to go back for dinner. They haven’t seen you for a long time either.” But just as we reached the door of the house, a friend of Ciara’s ran over hurriedly and said something to him. “Ciara was scared bad by what happened today, she doesn’t even dare to use water, she can’t cook. I’ll go over and help her make some dinner.” After Ethan left, I ate dinner with Ethan’s parents and was about to go home. Ethan’s mother, who returned from outside, suddenly looked dark. “Did Ethan go to find Ciara White again!” Seeing no surprise on my face, Ethan’s mother put the beans in her hand on the table. “Didn’t you say Ethan didn’t come back because he had something to do at his unit? When I went to Auntie Six’s house to get beans just now, I heard Ciara White showing off in the yard about Ethan cooking for her!” “I really don’t know what’s so good about this Ciara White that makes Ethan so devoted to her. If I wasn’t worried that Ethan would act impulsively and make a mistake after knowing, I really want to tell him about the fact that Ciara White has been married!” Listening to these words, my eyes remained calm. Because I had long been informed by Ethan’s parents that Ciara had been married. She hid this matter very well. If not for a chance opportunity, Ethan’s parents wouldn’t have known either. Because Ciara’s husband treated her badly, she ran to the county town. Ethan’s parents kept it from Ethan because they were afraid he would go to settle accounts with Ciara’s husband after knowing and get fired from his unit. I only knew about this after marrying Ethan. So in my previous life, I never thought about divorcing Ethan. But this time, I chose to let go. What Ethan does is his own choice. I don’t want to get involved in this complicated relationship anymore. “Sarah, I know you’ve been wronged. We insisted on you marrying Ethan back then because his feelings for you were indeed different from others, but… sigh!” I looked at Ethan’s mother calmly and said with a faint smile. “He helped me probably because he was kind-hearted, not because he liked me. We misunderstood his thoughts in the past and forcibly interfered with his life. Since everyone is unhappy with him being with me, it’s better to separate early.” “Separate!” Ethan’s parents shouted in shock. “That’s right. Ethan has already signed the divorce report I typed out. As long as it’s submitted and approved by the leaders, Ethan and I will be officially divorced.” “However, please keep this matter from Ethan first. I don’t want him to make a choice against his heart again because of responsibility.” Thinking of those seven years of “mutual respect” with Ethan, my heart couldn’t help but surge with complex pain. At night, I was just about to sleep when the room door was kicked open vigorously. I raised my head and met Ethan’s eyes filled with anger. “Sarah, you really went to complain to Mom and Dad. Will you not stop until you force Ciara to leave here!”

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My roommate was a fragile, petty, and possessively toxic piece of work. If I saved a seat for another classmate in a lecture hall, she’d cry, accusing me of betraying her. If the cafeteria lady gave me one more meatball than her, she’d report the woman for “discrimination” and get her fired. Even when my boyfriend invited me home for Thanksgiving break, she threw a fit. She claimed she’d never experienced a “real family holiday” and guilt-tripped us into letting her tag along. Once at my house, she treated my parents like servants, ordering them around. She even hinted that my boyfriend should warm up her bed because “it was cold.” The final straw was my birthday dinner. Because I didn’t serve her food first, she flipped the hot pot table. Scalding soup ruined my face. In the chaos that followed, she pushed me down the stairs. I died. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back in my freshman dorm room on the very first day we met. Chapter 1 “Why did you skip me?” My roommate, Tilly, suddenly threw her chopsticks on the floor and burst into tears. My boyfriend, Ethan, snapped, “What is wrong with you now?” Tilly pouted, her eyes red and swollen. She looked at me with pure venom masked as grievance. “Harper, you served everyone else but me. The tripe is all gone, and I didn’t get a single bite. Do you all look down on me that much?!” Tears the size of beans rolled down her cheeks. My grandparents, soft-hearted as always, immediately flagged down the waiter to order two more plates of tripe. “Child, don’t cry. It was our oversight.” My parents looked baffled. But after three days of her tantrums during the holiday break, they were getting used to it. They sighed, their patience wearing thin. This scene happened at my birthday dinner. My family was happily eating hot pot and singing songs. Ethan had just cut the cake, and everyone was about to sing “Happy Birthday.” But Tilly, the roommate who insisted on tagging along for Thanksgiving, ruined everything. She flipped the boiling pot of spicy broth right onto my face. I screamed in agony as the searing liquid burned my skin. Through the pain, I saw that everyone else was fine. She had aimed the pot specifically at me. My parents and grandparents frantically called 911. Ethan exploded: “Tilly, are you insane?! We treated you like family, gave you food and shelter, and this is how you repay us? You want to kill her?!” Tilly didn’t show an ounce of remorse. She sat there, arms crossed, staring me down. “I’ve been burned by oil before. Relax, she won’t die.” “She has a perfect family and a happy life. Why does she look down on me? Why didn’t she serve me food?” I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I screamed through the pain: “Get out! Get out of my house right now! We are done. I’m requesting a dorm transfer the second school starts!” Chapter 2 Hearing that I would no longer tolerate her because of her “pitiful background,” Tilly’s expression twisted into something evil. She lunged at me and slapped my burned face. My parents and Ethan had run downstairs to settle the bill and guide the ambulance. No one was there to help me. My grandparents tried to pull her away, their frail hands trembling. Tilly screamed like a banshee: “You said you’d be good to me!” “You lied! You’ll pay for this!” The slap stunned me. My face, already blistering, throbbed with excruciating pain. My grandparents, both over 80, couldn’t withstand the shoving of a young woman who grew up doing farm work. Grandma was pushed to the floor. Grandpa clutched his chest, gasping for breath. “Pills… pills…” I was shaking with rage, tears streaming down my face. “Tilly, you ate my food, wore my clothes, used my money, and now you hurt my family? You have no conscience! You deserve every beating your stepfather gave you. You deserve your miserable life!” Mentioning her abusive stepfather was the trigger. She lost all reason. She reached out and choked me. I wasn’t as strong as her. She backed me to the edge of the stairs. In the struggle, I fell. My neck snapped. I died on impact. When I opened my eyes again, the dorm door creaked open. Tilly dragged a massive woven sack into the room, looking timid and awkward. I was making my bed on the bottom bunk. She was small, her skin rough from sun exposure. She whispered cautiously, “Um, excuse me… I’m afraid of heights. Could I maybe have the bottom bunk?” When I didn’t respond immediately, she added, “If not, it’s okay. Sorry to bother you.” Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito. In that moment, I knew. I was reborn. Reborn to the first day of freshman year. Chapter 3 In my past life, my bleeding heart got the better of me. I treated her too well. That only made her greedy and entitled. This time? Absolutely not. Without even turning my head, I said: “Sorry, I’m afraid of heights too. Ask someone else.” She didn’t give up. The pity play started immediately. “Please… I’m from a rural village. I’ve never lived in a building before, never even taken an elevator. High places terrify me. Please, I’m begging you.” Before I could speak, a voice cut through the air. “If you’re that fragile, go rent an apartment. It has a living room and kitchen, no bunk beds.” It was Morgan, the girl with the short, edgy haircut on the top bunk opposite me. She jumped down from her bed. Morgan was straightforward and sharp-tongued. In my past life, her bluntness allegedly “drove” Tilly to almost jump out the window from depression. I was the one who pulled Tilly back, comforted her for hours, and used all my patience to “heal” her. Because of that, the other roommates isolated us. I stood by her side, and she repaid me with murder. This time, I was going to hug Morgan’s thigh tight. She was going to be my voice of reason. Tilly started sobbing. She squatted on the floor, looking like a drenched koala. Just then, our fourth roommate, Chloe, walked in. Chloe was a wealthy, straight-A beauty. In my past life, she kept her distance until Tilly stole her mother’s vintage Chanel dress, ruined it, and tried to sell it on Depop. That was when Chloe finally snapped and moved out. I looked at Chloe. This was the heavyweight ally I needed. I smiled at her. “Hey, you want this bottom bunk? The one near the door is drafty. You look delicate; I bet I can handle the cold better than you.” Chloe looked at me suspiciously, then at Tilly crying on the floor. Her brain was working fast. She wasn’t one to pick sides without info. And honestly, she probably thought this drama was beneath her. Chapter 4 Hearing that I’d rather give the bed to the “princess” than to her, Tilly snapped. She ran out crying, acting like she’d been assaulted. She came back with our Resident Assistant (RA), Sarah. “Guys, we don’t discriminate here. We’re all adults. Tilly is from a different background, yes, but she hasn’t done anything to you, right? Let’s try to get along.” Morgan scoffed. “Who bullied her? Show me the evidence.” “If she says we murdered someone, are we going to jail tomorrow just because she cried?” The RA wasn’t expecting a freshman to be this tough. She softened her tone. “Look, fate brought you all to Room 303. Let’s compromise. Take a step back, and the sky is wide, right?” Tilly felt empowered. She nodded vigorously behind the RA like a bobblehead. “Yes, Sarah is right!” She turned her hopeful eyes to Chloe. “Classmate, could you please give me the bottom bunk? I really have a phobia.” Chloe looked at Tilly, then at the RA staring at her expectantly. It was a classic moral kidnapping setup. But Chloe was rich enough not to care. She pulled out a wad of cash—two thousand dollars. She tossed it at Tilly’s feet. “Go see a therapist.” Tilly’s jaw dropped. “What do you mean?!” Morgan chimed in perfectly: “She means if you’re sick, go to the hospital. Don’t try to guilt-trip us. We don’t buy it.” I almost applauded. God, I love Morgan. I declared internally: Morgan is my best friend in this life. I will make up for my blindness in the last life.

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The wealthy Sterling family of Sea City held a birthday banquet for their eldest son, Adrian Sterling. At the banquet, a piano competition was held to select Adrian’s fiancée. Because Adrian once said his wife must play the piano beautifully. In my past life, I was the one who shone at the banquet. The Sterling and Quinn families formally united, and I married into the Sterling family. Meanwhile, the girl he loved, Luna Moon, fell ill and died of depression. After he became the CEO of Sterling Enterprises, he placed Luna’s memorial tablet in the main hall of the Sterling house and made me kneel before it for three days and three nights. “If you hadn’t injured Luna’s hand before the banquet, my parents would have surely liked her. It’s you who separated us by life and death.” “The position of Mrs. Sterling should have been hers.” The first thing he did after taking office was to maliciously acquire the Quinn Group, bankrupting my family’s company. My father died of a heart attack from rage, and my mother passed away from grief a year later. The Quinn family fell into ruin. In this life, at the Sterling family’s birthday banquet, I injured my own wrist and withdrew from the fight these socialites were dying for. He wants to be with Luna Moon for a lifetime? I’ll grant their wish. Chapter 1 “The winner of this piano performance, with the most votes, is: Miss Luna Moon of the Moon family.” At the birthday banquet, Adrian’s aunt loudly announced the winner’s name. Everyone whispered: “She actually got first place.” “I heard Scarlett Quinn sprained her wrist and couldn’t play. Luna Moon is really lucky.” “Isn’t the daughter-in-law the Sterling family prefers Scarlett Quinn?” “But it was agreed that the winner would be Adrian’s fiancée. It was a rule Adrian set himself.” Adrian looked delighted and joyful, tightly holding Luna’s hand as they walked forward: “Dad, Mom, this is the fiancée your son has chosen.” Adrian’s eyes were full of tenderness. Luna looked shy, her face blushing as if about to bleed, but she never let go of Adrian’s hand. Everyone looked sympathetically at me, my wrist still wrapped in gauze, watching the drama unfold. Mrs. Sterling looked at me, hesitating to speak. After all, she had revealed that she wanted to choose me as her daughter-in-law, and had even specially ventilated this to my parents, fearing they would arrange blind dates for me with other young masters. Now, a mishap suddenly occurred. Mrs. Sterling hesitated for a moment and asked Adrian: “Do you have any other girls you like? Your father is happy today. Maybe if you say it, your dad will cancel today’s performance results, and you can consider carefully again.” She glanced at me, hinting for him to reconsider. But Mrs. Sterling was wrong, because I was unwilling to marry Adrian again. In my past life, Adrian said I broke Luna’s hand, causing her inability to play. But that was something I disdained to do. If he calmly thought about my usual conduct, he would know that wasn’t something I would do. But seeing Luna with her head down and red eyes, he felt heartache long ago. Luna broke free from his hand and said: “I know Miss Quinn doesn’t like me, but I just want a fair chance to fight for being with you. Why can’t she give it to me? Just because her father is the president of the Quinn Group? Because the Moon family’s status is inferior to hers now?” Her one sentence planted the seed for Adrian’s malicious acquisition of the Quinn Group after he succeeded. Later I learned that the long-lost piano piece I played in my past life was so good that even the chief pianist of the National Orchestra nodded in satisfaction. Seeing she couldn’t win against me, Luna deliberately cut her own hand with a small knife, losing the competition on purpose. Chapter 2 In this life, I won’t give her the chance. I’d rather accidentally injure my wrist at yesterday’s spring banquet, causing me to be unable to participate in the contest today, than give them another handle against me. They want to be together? In this life, I’ll fulfill their wish. I will definitely stay far away from them. Hearing his mother’s question, Adrian said loudly: “Mom, Luna is the only woman I love. Since she got the most votes for her performance, she is first place. According to the rules I set originally, I must marry her.” “In this life, I will only love Luna alone.” Mrs. Sterling sighed helplessly: “I have no objection if you want to marry her. But the union of two families is not a small matter. I hope you consider carefully. Besides economic strength, the upbringing of future generations of the Sterling family must also be considered.” She looked at Luna. Luna only had Adrian in her eyes. Perhaps love gives people infinite courage. She stepped forward and said with a trembling voice: “Mrs. Sterling, after marrying Adrian, I will definitely give birth to a son for him, teach the children at home, and raise the next generation of the Sterling family well. But Adrian said he won’t marry another woman.” “Every woman wants to be with her beloved for a lifetime, just the two of them. Mrs. Sterling should be the same, right? Please agree to fulfill our marriage.” As soon as her voice fell, the expressions of the ladies in the hall varied, especially those whose daughters had hopes of becoming Adrian’s wife, their faces turned black. “Miss Moon is really formidable, starting to manage Adrian before even entering the door.” “Which successful man doesn’t have a few women behind him? Besides, Adrian is Mrs. Sterling’s only son. What is she trying to do? If she can’t give birth to a son, is she prepared to let the Sterling family line end?” “It seems Luna Moon wants to monopolize Adrian’s favor.” Hearing Luna say this, although Adrian knew it was inappropriate, he still defended her: “Mom, I hope you agree to let me marry Luna.” Mrs. Sterling closed her eyes and waved her hand wearily: “Since your mind is made up, I can’t control you. In three days, people will be sent to the Moon family to propose.” Everyone filed out. Before I walked out of the Sterling house, I was stopped: “Miss Quinn.” It was Luna. Servants behind her held the jewelry Adrian gave her. She walked up smiling: “I’m sorry, Miss Quinn. I didn’t expect you not to participate in the performance today. I thought you would win.” I smiled faintly: “Congratulations, Miss Moon, your wish has come true.” Her eyes reddened: “Will you blame me? I know Mrs. Sterling likes you more, but I really love Adrian, and he also said he would marry me. For him, I can only disregard sisterly affection. Don’t blame me.” “This diamond necklace was given by Adrian. I’m giving it to you, as a token of sisterhood. I wish Miss Quinn finds her beloved soon and gives birth to a son early.” I took the necklace. Before I could speak, the diamond necklace in my hand was snatched by a man’s hand: “I gave this to you, why give it to someone else? This is my good intention wishing for us to have a son early after marriage, why are you so careless?” Luna looked at Adrian shyly: “Adrian, Miss Quinn is unhappy about losing the selection. I wanted to coax her. Don’t be so stingy.” Chapter 3 Adrian looked at me mockingly: “Unhappy? Scarlett, it’s my mom who likes you, not me. I hope you understand. My mom probably values your father’s support, but once I get the approval of all shareholders, I will be the next heir of Sterling Enterprises. Everyone will have to listen to me, don’t you think?” “I won’t rely on a woman’s skirts to develop my career, and I never said I wanted to marry you.” “In the past, I could talk to you, thinking you were generous and interesting in conversation, but I didn’t expect you to have such great ambition to become Mrs. Sterling.” Watching the two of them singing in harmony, I was impatient to talk further. I took a step back: “Mr. Sterling, I came to the Sterling house for the birthday banquet because of your mother’s invitation. What relying on women to develop a career, what wanting to marry you, stop talking such nonsense, lest Miss Moon overthinks.” “If she overthinks and assumes Mr. Sterling is saying her maiden family is incapable, how will Miss Moon conduct herself in the Sterling family?” After speaking, I turned and left. Luna was naturally suspicious and petty. The Moon family had long declined. Among the prominent families in Sea City, her family didn’t rank at all. Compared to my family background, hers was truly not worth mentioning. Three days later, the Sterling family sent people to propose to the Moon family. Once the marriage was settled, Luna immediately held a banquet, inviting the young ladies of Sea City. Looking at Adrian’s face, who dared not go? At the banquet, Luna was dressed in jewels, wearing all the jewelry sent by Adrian and Mrs. Sterling. Not yet Mrs. Sterling, but putting on the full airs of Mrs. Sterling. I thought of my past life, where she was loved by Adrian for being elegant and plain, disliking luxurious jewelry, saying he preferred her freshness and refinement. I wonder if Adrian in this life would still praise her for being fresh and untainted by the mortal world upon seeing her like this. Luna held my hand tightly in front of everyone: “Miss Quinn, when I get married, can you be my bridesmaid? Accompany me on my wedding day. With a few good sisters accompanying me, I won’t be so scared.” There was pleading on her face, but a triumphant smile in her eyes. In her mind, she was already a winner in life. This was to embarrass me in public. “You are Mrs. Sterling. If you choose someone as a bridesmaid, who can refuse? Presumably, no one in Sea City wouldn’t give me, Adrian Sterling, this face. Scarlett, don’t you think so?” The speaker was Adrian, who was walking in. Adrian rushed to support Luna at the banquet she held; he truly doted on her. Everyone looked at me, seeing how I would respond. If I agreed, it would be submitting to the status of Mrs. Sterling. If I didn’t agree, it would be rejecting Adrian’s face. Adrian was full of confidence, Luna was triumphant. But they forgot, my father is the president of the Quinn Group. In Sea City, except for respected elders, I don’t need to look at anyone’s face. I shook off Luna’s hand: “Sorry, I may not be able to attend your wedding. My dad sent someone to pick me up and go home. The booked flight is exactly on your wedding day.” Luna looked at me, her eyes full of mist: “Is Miss Quinn angry and blaming me? Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that Chairman Quinn sent someone to pick you up?” Chapter 4 My female companion beside me answered for me: “The person Chairman Quinn sent to pick up Scarlett arrived last night. He said a marriage has been arranged for Scarlett. Scarlett has been in Sea City for half a year, it’s time to go home and prepare for marriage.” As soon as the words fell, Adrian’s face changed drastically: “You’re going back to Los Angeles? Didn’t your dad send you to Sea City to find a young master from a prominent family to marry?” “I know you’re uncomfortable that I chose Luna as my wife. If I promise you, I marry her, but I can still be with you?” Luna’s face changed. Before she could speak, I smiled and said: “What joke is Mr. Sterling telling? Didn’t Mr. Sterling just tell Mrs. Sterling at the Sterling house that he would be with Miss Moon for a lifetime, just the two of you?” “Moreover, how would a daughter of the Quinn family be a mistress?” Adrian gritted his teeth: “Scarlett, must you be Mrs. Sterling? Do you care so much about this empty title?” I looked at him inexplicably: “Adrian, I never said I wanted to be your wife. I’ve just been in Sea City long enough, my family misses me, and I have no relatives here. It’s right to go home. Is there any reason not to let someone go home?” Adrian’s face grew darker and darker: “What if I don’t agree, and I won’t let you go?” “Mr. Sterling is afraid to be disappointed. Miss Quinn and I are already engaged. Is President Sterling trying to snatch my wife?” I turned around. Walking in was Julian Thorne, whom I grew up with. He was in a formal suit, still dusty from travel. It seemed he rushed to Sea City. He walked in, stood beside me, and invisibly protected me. Adrian stared at him dead on: “Julian Thorne, you aren’t in Los Angeles, what are you doing in Sea City?” Julian smiled: “I’m negotiating a deal for Uncle Quinn and responsible for taking Scarlett back to Los Angeles.” After speaking, he looked at me. There was no one else in his eyes but me: “Scarlett, this kind of banquet is boring to death. I heard there’s a fireworks show in Sea City tonight. Want me to take you to see it?” I smiled and stood up, bidding farewell to Adrian and Luna: “I’ll take my leave now. I’m afraid I’ll have long left when you two get married. Wishing you two a hundred years of harmony in advance.” After speaking, I walked towards Julian and followed him out of the Moon residence. Adrian chased out: “Scarlett, is being with me not comparable to being Julian’s fiancée?” “When I become the heir of Sterling Enterprises, I promise you, let you have a child for me, okay?” Julian walked to the sports car outside the door, opened the door, and seated me in the car. I smiled and sat in, closing the door. He drove the car, speeding out of the city, leaving Adrian’s words and person behind. Adrian’s marriage was a big event for the Sterling family. On the morning of the wedding, the car I was leaving in was also packed and ready to go. Unexpectedly, our car met the wedding procession on the street. I deliberately chose a street their wedding procession wouldn’t pass through. I didn’t expect Adrian to choose this road. He blocked the car in his groom’s suit: “Scarlett, are you really leaving?”

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I returned to the country early to surprise my sister. But when I got home, I couldn’t find her anywhere. By chance, I saw a corner of my sister’s clothes sticking out from a tightly closed dog cage at the entrance of the courtyard. I opened the cage and saw my sister’s small body curled up in a wooden den less than one square meter. I was shocked: “Why are you sleeping here? Come out quickly, I brought you your favorite white chocolate cake.” My sister shook her head repeatedly: “No, no, no, white chocolate cake is for masters, puppies don’t deserve to eat it, puppies can only eat dog food.” My stepmother’s voice came from behind me: “Nina said studying is too hard, not as comfortable as being a dog. She wants to be a dog herself and insisted on living in the doghouse.” I turned around and saw that my stepmother’s belly was at least eight months pregnant. And the seal symbolizing family power, half of which belonged to me and half to my sister, was hanging around her neck. Seeing me staring at the seal, my stepmother touched her belly and said proudly: “The doctor said I’m carrying a boy, so not only Nina’s seal must be given to me, but yours too.” I smiled mysteriously. She probably didn’t know that my father married into the family, and he lost his fertility the year my sister was born. Chapter 1 The second young miss of the Sterling family, who should have been pampered, was now chained in the yard like a dog. Looking at the iron chain around my sister’s neck, my heart ached like it was being twisted. No wonder my sister hadn’t contacted me in the three years I was abroad. Whenever I asked my father about her, he would brush me off with the excuse that her studies were heavy. The room that originally belonged to my sister had long been occupied by others, and the furnishings in the villa had been completely renewed, showing no trace of my mother when she was alive. I pulled my sister out of the dog cage and patted the dust off her body. The dress she was wearing was the one I gave her three years ago, now tattered and barely covering her body. I took off my coat and draped it over her. “Doris Jenkins, you dare treat the second young miss of my Sterling family like this? Are you tired of living?” “How dare you talk to your mother like that!” My dad appeared behind Doris with a group of people I didn’t know. They looked me up and down with malice. “My mom died long ago. What is she?” “Serena Sterling! Doris is my wife, and also your mother, the mistress of this house! Apologize to her immediately, or I won’t recognize you as my daughter!” “A bed-climbing nanny from the countryside deserves to be my mother? And Frank Walker, you’ve forgotten whose family name this house bears!” My mother was the seventy-fifth generation leader of the Azure Dragon Clan, dominating both the black and white worlds, controlling the Azure Dragon Seal, and commanding eight thousand branches across Asia. Such a proud daughter of heaven somehow fell for a phoenix man like my father. To be with my father, she threatened suicide and finally made my grandfather agree to let my father marry into the family. My sister and I both took our mother’s surname and called our grandfather “Grandpa.” My mother split her Azure Dragon Seal in two, giving half to me and half to my sister, instructing us never to use it unless absolutely necessary. Later, my mother fell ill and suddenly passed away. My father said my young sister couldn’t be without care, so he brought his childhood sweetheart from his hometown over. “When I agreed to let Doris enter the door, it was as a nanny, not the mistress of the Sterling family!” Frank raised his hand and slapped me: “I have the final say in this house now! If you’re not satisfied, get out!” I covered my burning face: “Don’t forget, you are living in the villa my mom bought before marriage, it’s the property of our Sterling family. If anyone is getting out, it’s you taking her with you!” “I really gave you too much face!” Frank was about to hit me again, but was stopped by Doris’s fake pretense. “Alright, the child is still young and ignorant, I won’t hold it against her.” “Serena, I really didn’t mistreat your sister. She herself finds studying tiring and wants to live like a dog.” “I certainly didn’t agree to let her live in the doghouse, she even made a fuss at home several times because of this.” “If I didn’t let her live there, she would go on a hunger strike. I had no choice but to let her have her way.” “If you don’t believe me, ask your father, or let Nina say it herself.” Frank snorted: “It’s Nina who doesn’t want to do well herself. To skip school, she’d rather be a dog. Such a worthless child doesn’t deserve to be my, Frank Walker’s, daughter!” My sister pulled my sleeve, her voice hoarse: “Sister, it’s me who doesn’t like going to school. I like being a dog, like living in a doghouse.” “I am a puppy, woof, woof.” “You are not a dog, you are a human!” I looked around and found not a single old staff member in this yard. The original butler, nanny, and bodyguards had all been replaced by unfamiliar faces, staring at me fiercely one by one. “I don’t care what happened before, but since I’m back, my sister Nina Sterling will not be a dog for you here!” Doris put on a fake smile: “Serena, you discipline Nina from now on. We can’t control her.” She picked up a ball at her feet and threw it out casually. My sister immediately got down on all fours and ran to fetch the ball. She bit the ball with her mouth and ran back to Doris. Doris reached out, and she put the ball in Doris’s hand. Doris threw the ball out again, and my sister was about to fetch it again, but I immediately pulled her up. “Nina! You are a human, not a dog. You have to walk on two legs and hold things with two hands! Promise me, don’t act like a dog anymore, okay?” My sister kept shaking her head: “No, I am a puppy, I like being a puppy.” Doris laughed loudly. She shook the ball in her hand: “Do you still want to play?” My sister immediately stuck out her tongue, making panting sounds: “Yes! Yes!” “Enough!” I turned my gaze to Frank, “My mom told you to take good care of my sister before she died, and this is how you take care of her!” Frank looked indifferent: “I can’t help it if she’s worthless herself.” “Get the key and unlock the chain around her neck!” No one moved. I glanced at the servants around me: “Are you all deaf!” “Go get the key.” Only when Doris spoke did someone act. It seems I can’t command the people in this house anymore. After the chain around my sister’s neck was unlocked, she was extremely panicked. She shrank her neck and tried to crawl into the dog cage: “I won’t live in the house, I am a puppy, I have to live in the dog cage!” I quickly hugged her: “Nina, don’t be afraid, sister will take you to see a doctor right now.” Without time to clean up my sister, I took her to the hospital non-stop. After examination, my sister not only had serious psychological problems but also was physically devastated. Large and small scars were concentrated on her chest and back, just covered by clothes. According to the doctor, my sister had been whipped and beaten with sticks, and there were large areas of burns on her body. Several ribs had signs of fracture, and even her skull was damaged. Listening to the doctor’s description, my tears fell uncontrollably. These people are simply scum! I held my sister in my arms: “Nina, don’t be afraid. Sister will protect you in the future, no one can bully you anymore!” I took my sister back to the villa, and Doris greeted us with her pregnant belly. “Serena, where is your Azure Dragon Seal? Is it on you?” My luggage was in the living room, all opened and rummaged through. “Who allowed you to touch my luggage!” “Serena, hurry up and give your half of the seal to your mother. Your mother is pregnant with your brother, and our family’s property will have to be inherited by your brother in the future.” I laughed angrily at him: “The Azure Dragon Clan values bloodline extremely. Only our Sterling family line can lead the Azure Dragon Clan to prosperity. Just with the bastard in her belly, she deserves to covet the successor’s position!” Frank’s face turned green: “How do you speak? That’s your brother, not some bastard!” “She knows in her heart whether it is or not.” Doris leaned aggrievedly in Frank’s arms: “I only had your father as a man in my life, how can you throw such dirty water on me.” “Apologize to your mother quickly!” Ignoring the furious Frank, I dragged my sister straight to the room. Frank was still chattering behind me: “Your mother even asked someone to specially clean up your room and prepared your favorite fruits. Are you worthy of her!” I took my sister into the room and locked Frank outside directly. Frank wanted to call someone to kick me out, Doris pretended to persuade him, and it took a long time for the outside to quiet down. I gave my sister a bath and changed her clothes, watching her fall asleep before going to bed. When my people arrive tomorrow, I will settle this account with them properly. Chapter 2 I slept groggily until the latter half of the night. When I opened my eyes again, my sister beside me was gone. I became alert instantly and got up immediately to look for her. At this moment, my sister was in the dining room, kneeling on the ground serving meals to Doris’s nephew. Zack also saw me: “My aunt said Nina is my wife, she was born to serve me.” “Puppy, you performed well today, here’s a bite for you.” Zack spat a mouthful of bread on the ground, and my sister immediately bent down to pick it up with her mouth. Zack laughed loudly: “You even eat what I chewed, truly a dog!” He got up and rode on my sister: “Run fast, if you run fast, I’ll reward you with another bite!” So my sister crawled on all fours, carrying him all over the room. “Run faster! So slow, do you not want to eat! If you are slow again, I won’t give you dog food later!” My sister sped up, and Zack took out a few grains of dog food from his pocket and threw them in front. My sister went to pick them up immediately. “Dog thing, only knows how to eat!” I couldn’t bear it anymore, went up and kicked Zack off my sister. Zack fell with a thud, got up and immediately shouted at me: “Damn, you dare hit me!” “Someone come, tie her up!” “Who dares!” I pulled my sister up and protected her in my arms: “Zack, if you kneel down and apologize to my sister now, I will consider sparing your life. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance!” “Oh, you’re quite arrogant! You think this is when your mom was alive!” “Now this family is named Walker, and the Azure Dragon Clan is also named Walker! Now my uncle has the final say. What are you, daring to shout at me!” “Catch her quickly!” Those bodyguards swarmed up and held me and my sister down. Doris came over pretending to be a good person: “Serena, my nephew is just spoiled by me. He has no malice, just playing with Nina.” “How about this, you give the seal to me, and I’ll make him apologize to you and Nina.” “Want the seal? In your dreams!” Doris was furious: “Really shameless. Search for it, the seal must be on her!” “You finally stopped pretending. Seeing you smile at me makes me sick.” “Hmph, little bitch, if you were obedient like your sister, I could let you be a dog by my side. But you are too arrogant. Since I can’t discipline you, I have to send you to Myanmar to learn to behave.” “You dare!” “When I find the seal, the entire Azure Dragon Clan will be mine. What wouldn’t I dare!” “Madam, found it!” The bodyguard handed my half of the seal to Doris, and her eyes burst with light. She put the half seal on her neck together with mine: “Great, the Azure Dragon Clan is finally mine! The power all over Asia, countless wealth, are all mine!” I sneered: “You just got a token, isn’t it too early to be happy?” “The Azure Dragon Seal can mobilize eight thousand branches across Asia. With it, I am the helmsman of the Azure Dragon Clan!” “You’re not worthy.” “Still stubborn when facing death! Send her and Nina to Myanmar for me!” I checked the time, they should be here. Sure enough, the next moment, a group of men in black rushed in, surrounding the villa tightly. They knocked down the bodyguards holding me and my sister in a few moves and protected us behind them. Doris had never seen such a formation, scared into hiding behind the bodyguards immediately. “Who are you!” “This is the guard team of my Azure Dragon Clan.” “People from the Azure Dragon Clan, great!” Doris took out the united seal, “The Azure Dragon Seal is in my hand, I am your new helmsman!” “Now listen to my command, arrest Serena and Nina!” None of the men in black moved. Doris was anxious: “Are you all blind? This is the genuine Azure Dragon Seal!” A man in black handed an envelope to my hand: “Eldest Miss, the things you ordered are ready.” I took it and handed it to Frank. “Dad, take a look.” Frank took it suspiciously, and Doris immediately leaned over. After he opened the envelope and saw the content inside, both of them turned pale with shock. Doris snatched the report from Frank’s hand: “This can’t be true!” “You deliberately made this fake diagnosis sheet to provoke our husband and wife relationship!” “Take her down for me!” Seeing the men in black still not moving, Doris held up the seal in her hand. “I now order you with the Azure Dragon Seal, take down Serena and Nina!” My sister was so scared she trembled in my arms. I hugged her tightly and whispered comfort to her: “Nina, don’t be afraid. From now on, no one can bully you anymore.” I looked up at Doris: “You don’t really think that commanding the huge Azure Dragon Clan relies on a small Azure Dragon Seal, do you?” “Otherwise? Doesn’t this Azure Dragon Seal equal the emperor’s jade seal! He who holds the jade seal holds the world!” “Then according to what you say, if any random cat or dog steals the jade seal, they can be the emperor?” Doris panicked a bit: “Anyway, this Azure Dragon Seal is in my hand, I am the new helmsman of the Azure Dragon Clan!” With a look from me, the guards around me immediately understood, stepped forward and knocked down the bodyguards around Doris in a few moves, snatching the Azure Dragon Seal back from her hand. “Now the Azure Dragon Seal is in my hand.” Doris trembled with anger: “Clearly I already got the Azure Dragon Seal, why didn’t you listen to my orders!” “You are really naive. Our Azure Dragon Clan has never recognized inanimate objects.” “What do you mean?” “Since my sister and I were born, photos of every stage of ours have been sent back to the headquarters. All the people of the Azure Dragon Clan recognize this face of mine.” “The Azure Dragon Seal is just a tool representing me. I am the supreme symbol of power in the Azure Dragon Clan.” “You wouldn’t really think that in front of the emperor and the jade seal, the courtiers would ignore the emperor and listen to a cat or dog holding the jade seal?” Doris gasped heavily: “You, you!” She suddenly clutched her belly grimacing in pain: “My stomach hurts so much! Husband, save our child!” Frank hugged her: “Serena, make your people disperse quickly, I want to send your mother to the hospital!” “No one leaves today. Don’t keep calling her my mom. My mom is dead, Doris is a bitch!” “If anything happens to the child in your Auntie’s belly, I’m not done with you!” “Dad, you don’t still think she is carrying your child, do you? You have no fertility at all. Inside her belly is another man’s bastard!” “Hmph, don’t think I’ll be deceived by you just because you brought a fake diagnosis sheet to trick me.” Doris grabbed Frank’s arm tightly: “Send me to the hospital quickly, I can’t hold on.” I looked at her coldly: “Stop pretending. You are eight months pregnant, the fetus is stable long ago, you won’t miscarry just because of a little stimulation.” “And old man, when you were injured in a car accident, you happened to hurt there and lost your fertility. My mom was afraid you would be sad, so she hid this matter with the whole family.” “You know how badly you were injured there back then. You wouldn’t really think there was no impact at all, would you?” Frank looked bad: “I believe Doris wouldn’t betray me, this child must be mine.” “Fine, won’t shed tears until seeing the coffin, right.” I reached out, and the guard put another envelope in my hand. I threw the envelope to Frank: “Look for yourself.” Frank opened the envelope, and a stack of photos fell out, all of Doris and men in various explicit bed photos. “Doris, didn’t you say only my dad was your man? Then explain what this is about?” Doris’s eyes were about to pop out, she stopped Frank. “Don’t look, these aren’t true, not true!” Frank trembled all over, he looked at Doris and threw those photos in her face. “Explain clearly to me, what is going on!” “The person in this photo is not me, these are all photoshopped!” Frank could hardly stand, he looked at me: “You must have hired someone to make these photos. I don’t believe it, Doris definitely wouldn’t betray me.” Doris breathed a sigh of relief secretly, then cried and performed. “Serena created such a big scandal for me, I can’t clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River. I don’t want to live!” Frank quickly held Doris in his arms: “Doris, I believe you, you are definitely not that kind of person.” I shook my head helplessly: “Old man, I think you are really senile. How about this, you go to a public hospital yourself for a check-up, and then do a paternity test with the child in Doris’s belly.” “See if you still have fertility, and if her child is yours. You find the hospital yourself, I can’t fake this, right?” Doris pulled Frank tightly: “Husband, you have to believe me, don’t be provoked by others casually!” “Since you have a clear conscience, why dare not let the old man do a paternity test?” “How about we make a bet? If the child in your belly belongs to the old man, I will kneel and apologize to you, and give up the Azure Dragon Clan.” “If the child in your belly is not the old man’s, you will commit suicide on the spot to apologize, how about it?” Seeing me speak so confidently, Frank’s heart drummed even more. Doris kept crying: “Bet then, who’s afraid of whom, anyway I have a clear conscience!” “You send me to the hospital quickly now, I’m very uncomfortable!” The guards brought two chairs over. I pulled my sister to sit down: “Want to run? The matter with you and the old man is one thing, I haven’t settled the account for Nina with you yet.”

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I went to my childhood friend’s room to give him fruit, but he yelled at me: “Can you stop just barging into my room? We aren’t kids anymore.” He wasn’t wearing headphones. His junior, a girl with a sickeningly sweet voice, was on speakerphone, deliberately provoking me: “Caleb, let’s fall asleep on a voice call tonight too.” I casually agreed and told him not to come into my room anymore either. He sneered: “Who cares?” I thought so too. I went back to my room and happily opened my wardrobe: “You don’t have to hide in here next time. He won’t come into my room again.” Chapter 1 I knocked on the door for a while. There was no movement inside. I pursed my swollen lips, feeling a bit impatient. But Julian was still teasing me through my earphones: “Hiss, it’s so cold.” The sound of metal clinking came from the other end of the line. Just hearing it, I could imagine the vivid scene of him putting a body chain on himself. My voice was dry: “I’ll be back soon, don’t rush.” Then I kicked open Caleb’s door. Smack. Caleb slammed his phone face down on the desk, making a loud noise. Seeing me, a hint of guilty panic flashed in his eyes. I glanced at him casually. No headphones. He was ignoring me on purpose. I didn’t care. I put the fruit on the table and turned to leave. “My mom sent these.” “Caleb, you scared Sweetie.” His voice overlapped with the delicate, whiny voice of Mia “Sweetie” Miller on the phone. Caleb instinctively went to comfort her. Seeing I was about to leave, he grabbed my wrist. The initial guilt turned into anger: “Zoey, can you stop barging into my room? Do you think we’re still kids?” His brows furrowed in annoyance, as if I was pestering him endlessly. Mia chimed in: “Yeah, big sister, boys and girls are different. My mom taught me from a young age not to go into other boys’ rooms.” I was fully focused on listening to Julian’s increasingly rapid breathing through my earphones, my mind elsewhere. I replied casually: “Right, everything you said is right.” But that made Mia cry. Caleb looked at me impatiently, as if I had committed a heinous crime: “Why do you always bully Sweetie? I told you we’re just friends. Do you have to target her all the time?” Chapter 2 Mia even stopped her fake crying. I guessed she was probably rolling her eyes in anger. After all, not long ago I caught her bragging to her socialite sisters that she would take Caleb down within a week. But I was too lazy to tell Caleb that. We’ve been childhood friends for eighteen years. Everyone thought we had a deep bond and assumed we’d marry after graduation. I thought so too. Until Mia appeared. Caleb skipped classes, failed exams, and got into fights for her. The once-promising golden boy willingly degenerated because of Mia’s line: “I don’t make friends with people who are too educated; it puts pressure on me.” I tried to intervene at first, dragging Caleb back to class from the smoke-filled pool hall. But I walked in on him bending over, his body pressed tightly against Mia’s. His large hand wrapped around her small one as they sank the first ball. Mia pretended to be surprised and turned her head to kiss his cheek. Caleb stood frozen, his eyes full of the tenderness of first love. I almost threw up watching it. Caleb discovered my presence and chased after me. The jacket around his waist barely hid his awkward reaction. He begged me, saying they were just friends, and asked me to hide it from his mom. I didn’t believe him, but I was too lazy to care. But obviously, Mia’s brain was full of female competition. She was enjoying her meal but couldn’t believe others didn’t want a bite. She treated me as an imaginary enemy. Last night, Mia sent me a screenshot of her Instagram post. In the picture, they were kissing passionately at the top of a Ferris wheel. The caption read: “Legend has it that lovers who kiss at the highest point of a Ferris wheel will be together forever.” Caleb liked the post. I thought Mia’s dream finally came true. But today Caleb told me they were just friends. Chapter 3 Right, you kissed, but you’re just friends. I held back the urge to roll my eyes. I skillfully hit the point he cared about most: “I won’t tell my godmother, but you have to agree to one condition.” Caleb didn’t speak, but Mia screamed: “Forced love isn’t sweet! Don’t push your luck!” Caleb frowned, clearly agreeing with her. I don’t know where they got the idea that I was desperate for Caleb and deeply in love with him. Thinking I’d seize any opportunity to make Caleb commit to me. I was speechless. Caleb misinterpreted my silence. His eyes held reluctance and a sense of charity: “One week at most.” “No.” One week isn’t enough. I have so many tricks I haven’t played with Julian yet. It’s all Caleb’s fault for having zero boundaries and always barging into my room. I stared at Caleb, hoping he’d realize his rudeness. Caleb looked disgusted and annoyed, with an expression that said “I knew it”: “Zoey, I told you I only see you as a sister.” “You can’t enter my room for at least a month.” My voice rang out at the same time as his. Caleb’s face turned frighteningly ugly. He had just been narcissistic and felt he lost face. Then he thought again, believing I was playing hard to get, and regained his composed posture. He sneered coldly: “Don’t flatter yourself. Who cares?” My goal achieved, I didn’t bother responding and turned to leave. Mia obviously didn’t believe I wasn’t interested in Caleb either. She spoke softly and sweetly: “Caleb, let’s sleep on a voice call tonight.” Caleb deliberately raised his voice: “Okay. As long as it’s you, whatever you say.” I paused, lost in thought. How could I convince Julian to pant for me on a voice call from now on? Chapter 4 I opened my bedroom door; it was empty. I didn’t rush. I gently tapped our secret code. But I still didn’t hear any movement. I knew Julian was angry. I walked up and opened the wardrobe to coax him: “You don’t have to hide in here next time. He won’t come into my room again.” Julian was expressionless, looking nothing like the person who was seducing me through the earphones: “A month?” Obviously, he heard everything just now. I explained while secretly swallowing my saliva. My eyes pitifully followed the chain that was mostly covered by his shirt, only revealing a little bit. I was craving it so bad: “I just said it casually. I embarrassed him in front of someone else. Given his personality, he’ll never come.” “Can you let me see if it fits first, please?” I didn’t know which word triggered him. Julian’s face became even gloomier: “You care so much about him, but you have to hide me.” I was a bit confused: “Didn’t you propose this in the beginning?” I didn’t intend to cross the line with Julian at first. He was my dad’s favorite student. When I was in high school, he was in college. Due to family changes, he stayed at my house for a while. Later we met again at the university anniversary. He returned as an outstanding entrepreneur to give a speech. We looked at each other from a distance. My heart skipped a beat, and I lowered my head in flustered palpitations. Although I had a crush on him, I couldn’t tell how he felt about me. I only secretly thought about how to pursue him. Until one day we were discussing business seriously. Caleb suddenly came back. Julian hid in my wardrobe like a lover caught by the husband. Making me inexplicably nervous. After Caleb left, I opened the wardrobe. The person who was serious just now was curled up, clutching my silk nightgown in his hand. His shirt buttons were half undone, revealing the deep definition of his chest. Acting like a seductress. He hooked his lips frivolously: “Want to try? It’s exciting.” I was at the age where love was blooming; how could I resist such temptation? By the time I reacted, I had already nodded in agreement and was being held in his arms, coaxed into a kiss.

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On a reality show, I steeled myself and called my ex-boyfriend. “Can you lend me five hundred bucks?” From the other end came a voice dripping with sarcasm: “You sure have the nerve to ask.” The next second, a massive transfer notification popped up on the big screen. [Your account has received $50,000,000.00 from account ending in 2222…] Chapter 1 It was a live-streamed variety show. The challenge: Call the person pinned at the top of your contacts and borrow money for the day’s activity fund. I opened my phone, saw the pinned contact, and instantly wanted to die. Damn it. My ex-boyfriend. The one I dumped. I had even sworn a solemn oath never to see him again in this lifetime… My phone screen was projected onto the big stage monitor. The contact name I gave him was clearly visible: AAA Julian Thorne. The other guests saw the name and froze with subtle expressions. [??? Is that the Julian Thorne I’m thinking of?!] [Who? A celebrity?] [He’s way more powerful than a celebrity! Authentic old money, his family is loaded.] [He accidentally showed his face at a business summit once, and thousands of girls have been drooling over him since. He’s been topping the ‘Business World’s Most Eligible Bachelors’ list ever since.] [Eligible Bachelor?!! I’m screaming hehehe!] [Get real, he doesn’t have time to lower himself to be friends with a shallow celebrity like Evelyn Vance.] [Exactly. Even if it’s him, look at Evelyn’s awkward face. She probably tried to climb the social ladder and failed, now she’s scared the call will expose her~] The bullet screen comments were going wild. The host, never one to shy away from drama, chimed in. “Netizens are very curious, is this the Mr. Thorne everyone is thinking of?” Just as I was about to deny it, the rising starlet Chloe West leaned in. “Judging by the profile picture, it does look like him, but we can’t be 100% sure~” Seeing she had everyone’s attention, she covered her mouth in feigned surprise. “Oops, sorry, I didn’t mean to say that.” “Because the person I’m going to call is also him!” “Evelyn, you go first~” She waved her phone at me, her smile sickly sweet. The camera perfectly captured her pinned contact name—[AAA Julian Bear] The host was surprised. “Your contact name…” Chloe quickly covered her phone as if waking from a dream, smiling shyly. “Oh, I just wrote whatever.” “I wouldn’t have shown everyone if I knew!” Me: … Wow, what a middle-school level ambiguous nickname. Aren’t you special! Chapter 2 I couldn’t be bothered with her, so I gave a perfunctory smile. Then, under the gaze of tens of thousands online and offline, I bit the bullet and dialed the number. The long, ringing tone echoed through the studio hall. An eerie silence spread. Finally, the call was picked up. Silence on the other end. With the amplified sound in the studio, only steady breathing and faint conversation in the distance could be heard. My throat was dry. I decided to exchange a few pleasantries. “Are you in a meeting?” Julian: “Mm.” The man cherishes words like gold, showing zero emotion. “Is it convenient to talk?” Julian: “Mm.” ??? Mm mm mm, mm your mom?! Since we broke up, I didn’t know you had devolved into a creature that only speaks in monosyllables?! Guests cast inquiring glances. Chloe blinked her eyes, putting on a sympathetic look. Damn it, let this farce end quickly… “Um, I wanted to borrow five hundred bucks from you.” “If you don’t want to, it’s fine.” Even without a picture, I knew there was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by a low chuckle. “You sure have the nerve to ask.” Julian’s voice dropped at the end. Like a clear stream in early spring where the ice hasn’t fully melted, his smile carried a chill. Sure enough, the next second, beep beep beep beep… The call was cut off completely, without hesitation. Ah, seriously bro?! You own half the office buildings in the CBD. And you won’t even lend five hundred bucks to your ex-girlfriend? Stingy much!!!! I laughed awkwardly under everyone’s gaze. “Sorry, we really aren’t that close.” Chloe patted my shoulder understandingly. “Julian is indeed busy at this time usually, he might not have time for these small matters.” “It’s okay, let me try.” “As long as we get the money in the end~” … Chapter 3 Hehe, you’re really good at playing the bitch. My business is a small matter, your business is a big deal, right? Just like those annoying “help me slash the price” links. If I didn’t want my relationship with Julian Thorne to be known by everyone, would you still be jumping around like this?! I pursed my lips. “Go ahead then.” [What the hell, Evelyn got nothing from the big shot, so now she’s taking it out on our Chloe with a cold face?] [Chloe is clearly trying to help her out of an awkward situation!] [Er, does no one think what Chloe said was a bit problematic too?] [Exactly, not snapping back on the spot shows a lot of class.] [The two above are overly sensitive.] [Chloe has always spoken faster than her brain, she doesn’t have bad intentions, everyone in the circle knows that.] [Evelyn is just jealous. The person she couldn’t latch onto is wrapped around Chloe’s finger. Of course she’s triggered.] [Yes, Ms. Sarcastic is about to get slapped in the face.] I ignored the comments and focused on watching Chloe act. Her call was picked up in seconds. A stark contrast to mine. … Ahhh damn man, you made me lose so much face!!! “What is it?” Julian’s voice was even flatter than before. “Julian Bear, I’m having afternoon tea outside.” “But my card got frozen for some reason, can you transfer me some money for an emergency?” Her deliberately elongated tone added a touch of coquettishness to her words. Julian paused. “Got it.” ??? Just broke up and you already have a new lover?! Good, good, very good!!! I almost gritted my teeth to control my expression. The scheming production team, wanting drama, didn’t take down my projection. Instead, they placed it next to Chloe’s. Occupying both sides of the big screen. Everyone held their breath and stared. Afraid to miss any transfer notification. Ding~ [Your account has received $1,000.00 from account ending in 7144.] The notification sound came from Chloe’s phone. She looked back with a hint of smugness. “Evelyn, we have money!” As soon as she finished speaking, another notification sound overlapped. On the big screen, a message popped up at the top of my phone interface— [Your account has received $50,000,000.00 from account ending in 2222.] ??? Chapter 4 Ending in 2222?! That’s the private card Julian uses most often! My brain went blank as I tapped the message open. Everyone saw that transfer record. Guests and the host all gasped, staring at that string of numbers, unable to recover for a long time. Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions, ten millions?! Julian Thorne, are you sick?! Hanging up on me inexplicably was one thing, but transferring fifty million? I’ve only seen this much money when burning hell money for ancestors! Do you want to send me straight to the afterlife? To be the security captain for the Grim Reaper?! If netizens dig this up, with this ridiculous amount, it’s hard not to think we’re an adulterous couple!!! [Haha, got slapped in the face, right?] [Asking for money the same way, Julian wouldn’t refuse Chloe, transferred it eagerly.] [The setting of pure starlet x business tycoon is so ship-worthy!] [Slapped my ass, Evelyn got fifty million in one go, who cares about Julian’s one thousand bucks!] [Omg, I can’t even count the zeros!] [Who transferred to Evelyn? Is it also Julian?] [No wonder the atmosphere was subtle when they were calling just now.] [Evelyn fans open your eyes, the account endings are different. Still trying to leech?!] [LMAO, Evelyn is probably being kept as a mistress.] *[I remember she always had good resources, so reasonable guess, she’s hooking up with a fifty-million sugar daddy, while eyeing Julian because he’s young, single and rich, wanting to eat him…] [Too bad, Julian doesn’t even look at her~] [Speechless, are the commenters bots?] [Can’t live without hating women or conspiracy theories?] [Please, not everyone loves licking the boots of the powerful.] [Those are Chloe fans, right?] [I can only say fans resemble their idol~] Seconds before being drowned in spit. My survival instinct kicked in. “I forgot, today happens to be the studio settlement day.” “Made everyone laugh.” Chloe looked over suspiciously, her eyes unfriendly. I returned a cold expression. Believe it or not! Not my fault anyway! Go find Julian Thorne if you have the guts!!!

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Three years after my death, the one keeping my wife company is still the bionic android I meticulously crafted. It looks exactly like me, programmed with all my speech patterns and habits from when I was alive. The only difference is, it never gets angry at her. So, my wife hasn’t noticed anything wrong. Instead, she brings different men home every night, trying to provoke me, wanting to see me driven mad with jealousy. Until one day, her childhood sweetheart pushed “me” off the balcony. My wife watched in horror as she realized—”I” didn’t seem to bleed… Chapter 1 Crash! A deafening noise echoed as “I” hit the manicured lawn of the villa’s courtyard. It sounded like parts were falling off my body. The culprit who pushed “me” leaned over the railing, shouting with fake panic, “Chloe! Bad news! Julian jumped!” Chloe Vance, my wife. Hearing the shout, she walked over leisurely, her tone dripping with disdain. “Jumped? You mean Julian Sterling? He certainly knows how to seek attention, coming up with such a stupid way to get me to notice him.” “Fine, I’ll humor him this once.” There wasn’t a shred of worry on Chloe’s face. Instead, she glanced down as if granting a favor. Even though she clearly saw “me” lying motionless on the grass. Chloe’s expression remained completely unmoved. “Enough, Julian. Stop pretending. I’m talking to you now, you can stop this act.” She thought that since she deigned to speak, I would definitely crawl up gratefully, as if receiving a heavenly blessing. But after waiting a long time, she didn’t get the reaction she wanted. Chloe’s face fell completely. She warned me, “Julian Sterling, don’t push your luck. My patience is limited!” The man beside her, Liam Black, said deliberately, “Chloe, maybe we should go down and take a look? What if something really happened?” Chloe sneered, “It’s only the third floor, not the thirtieth. Falling from here is just a scratch. Could it really kill him?” This villa only has three floors. Falling normally probably wouldn’t be fatal, but injuries are guaranteed. And if I landed on the back of my head, it could be deadly. Chloe seemed to ignore this, or maybe she just didn’t care whether I lived or died. If I really died in front of her, she’d probably be happier. Unfortunately, I died a long time ago. I can’t die a second time. Three years later, Chloe still hasn’t realized. The “me” lying on the ground, the one who has been by her side for three full years—isn’t the real me. It’s just a companion android I painstakingly created. As for me, having failed my “mission,” the System already destroyed my physical body. My soul, however, remained in this world, ending up inside this robot’s body by mistake. I can’t control its actions, nor do I need to. In appearance and programming, it’s identical to the living me. The chip in its brain holds all my memories. Chapter 2 The joints in “my” body were dislocated and jammed, leaving me immobile for a moment. I entered a temporary system crash. Of course, Chloe couldn’t see these anomalies. She raised an eyebrow mockingly. “Stop playing dead, Julian. Do you expect me to come down personally to help you up?” Finally, amidst her taunts, “I” slowly climbed up from the ground. After the reboot, the system was running normally again. But my posture was extremely awkward. “Chloe, look at Julian’s leg. It looks strange. Did he break a bone?” “He’s young; he’s not that fragile.” Chloe didn’t care. “It was Julian who decided to jump. If he broke something, he deserves it. He has to take responsibility for his own actions. Liam, don’t worry about this idiot.” “Besides, what’s a few broken bones for a grown man? He’ll heal in a while. Don’t be so dramatic.” Liam chuckled. “Right, Chloe, do you remember?” “When we were kids, the neighbor’s dog fell from upstairs and was jumping around in no time. Julian shouldn’t be worse than a dog, right?” He called me “Julian” familiarly, but his tone held no respect. Chloe isn’t stupid; she heard it. She just didn’t care if others insulted me because it suited her. Especially when the one saying it was her childhood sweetheart, her “White Moonlight.” They came down to the yard together. Liam deliberately ran up to me, pretending to be concerned. “Julian, you really scared me just now. Why were you so desperate? Are you okay?” Chloe coldly watched “my” strange stance. Besides that, I was covered in dirt, and my clothes were torn by branches. I looked dirty and pathetic. Seemingly disgusted, Chloe clicked her tongue and didn’t come closer. She said, “Julian Sterling, your acting is truly terrible.” She glanced at the spot where “I” had fallen. In the grass lay a strange object, like a mechanical part, reflecting a faint metallic glint in the night. She must have seen it, but didn’t think much of it. She sighed lightly, “Pity the flowers got crushed.” I knew she cared about Liam the most. But I never thought… That a random plant in the yard would be worth more to her than my life. My devotion all these years felt like a joke. “Julian, what you did scared Liam.” Chloe pointed at me. “Here’s the deal. Apologize to Liam, and we’ll let this pass. I won’t hold you accountable for jumping.” Listen to how absurd that is. Jumping off a building became my fault. Liam pushed “me” with his own hands, yet she wanted me to apologize to the murderer. “My” voice module was still glitching; I opened my mouth but no sound came out. My silence displeased Chloe even more. “You didn’t jump earlier or later, but chose to jump right when I brought Liam home.” “Julian, if you’re jealous that I’m close to Liam, just say it! Just tell me you’re jealous! What’s the point of making a scene at home?” Her tone became increasingly agitated. I was somewhat surprised. Did Chloe still remember that this villa was our home? Yet she brought different men back repeatedly and brazenly, just to humiliate me, to provoke me, wanting to see me mad with jealousy. But she was destined to be disappointed. This robot was created with a core directive: to replace me and love Chloe forever. So it would never show Chloe a cold face or impatience. It wouldn’t get angry, wouldn’t get jealous. It would have no opinion on anything she did. Isn’t this the perfect husband Chloe always wanted? Why is she still unsatisfied? Chapter 3 Chloe brought Liam home the day before yesterday. Counting the days, that should have been the anniversary of my death. I still remember before I died, writhing in pain on the floor, trying to reach for painkillers but my hands shaking uncontrollably, spilling pills everywhere. And the blood I vomited, splattered all over the floor. I begged the System for a favor: to call Chloe. I just wanted to hear her voice one last time. One word would have been enough. Chloe didn’t answer. She was at the airport seeing Liam off, busy saying goodbye. The System even broadcasted the scene for me. They hugged tightly. Liam kissed her, and Chloe only turned her head slightly, not dodging. To anyone watching, they looked like lovers reluctant to part. Pale-faced, I silently activated the robot I had prepared long ago. I closed my eyes and never opened them again. The System cleaned up my body. It asked me: [Host, you voluntarily gave up the chance to complete the mission and transferred the cancer cells meant for the target to yourself.] [Do you truly not regret it?] My soul floated there, and I said, I don’t regret it. My mission in this world was to “conquer” Chloe. So I knew her early on. I knew her as long as Liam did, but I watched silently and truly fell in love with this lively, kind girl. She would give her pocket money to beggars and help old ladies cross the street. Once, I pretended to be in trouble, and Chloe saw me. As expected, she helped me. That’s how we met. And successfully fell in love. One day, Chloe fainted during a date. I rushed her to the hospital, only to find she had a hereditary terminal illness. The cancer was spreading fast; she didn’t have much time. As long as I stayed with her until the end, my mission would be complete. But I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t watch her die. I loved Chloe, so I was willing to give the chance of life to her. The System was silent for a long time after hearing my answer, then said: [In that case, I will let you stay in this world a little longer to watch.] So, my soul remained. For three whole years, Chloe didn’t realize the “me” at home was fake. She grew more tired of me, coming home less and less each year. Every time she returned, she had a different man by her side, openly, never hiding it. Rumors spread in our circle that I, Julian Sterling, the rightful husband of the Sterling heiress, wore a green hat so tall it touched the sky, yet didn’t dare make a peep. An absolute disgrace of a man. I smiled bitterly. I never thought things would end up like this between us. Voices came from outside the house. “Chloe, bringing me here so late… won’t Julian be angry? It’s not good if he gets jealous. Maybe I shouldn’t stay here.” Chloe was silent for a moment, then said, “Ignore him. In this house, I make the rules. Julian Sterling doesn’t dare have an opinion.” Liam praised her laughingly, “As expected of the great Miss Vance, you really know how to train a husband.” Chloe didn’t continue the topic but called my name coldly: “Julian, get out here. Can’t you hear we have guests?” The door opened, and “I” walked out. “I” proactively bent down to get their slippers, moving skillfully as if I’d done it countless times. Chloe remained expressionless. Liam, however, looked at me in disbelief, as if seeing a ghost. “Hey, Julian, don’t you recognize me?” “I” looked at him and accurately stated his identity. Liam laughed exaggeratedly. “Three years no see, Julian has changed so much. It’s surprising.” Chloe’s lips pressed tighter together. Her eyes were mocking. “He just loves to pretend. Everyone knows what he was like before, acting like that petty, jealous man wasn’t him.” “Acting so magnanimous now. I want to see how long he can keep it up.” Chapter 4 In the past, Liam and I never got along. Whenever we clashed, Chloe always sided with Liam without asking for reasons. When I was alive, it hurt. Now, it doesn’t matter. At dinner, Liam coughed. Chloe immediately ordered me: “What are you standing there for? Pour him some water!” “I” turned to the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water. Liam wasn’t satisfied: “Too cold. I want hot water. The hottest kind, understand?” So “I” went back and got him a glass of boiling water. A glint flashed in Liam’s eyes. As he took the cup, he let go, and boiling water splashed onto the back of my hand. So childish. This robot is waterproof and heatproof. But Chloe didn’t know that. In her eyes, I was still a normal, living person. Normal human skin couldn’t withstand such temperature. “Liam, are you okay?” Yet when Chloe spoke, her concern was for Liam. “I’m fine, Chloe. Julian probably just slipped. Don’t blame him.” Only then did Chloe spare me a glance. “What use are you? You can’t do anything right, can’t even serve a glass of water properly.” “I” wasn’t even qualified to sit at the table, standing humbly to the side, listening to her scolding. How ridiculous this scene was. I was the master of this house, yet I had to serve her and her lover like a waiter. Because this was her order. The highest priority command in the program settings. I knew Liam was different from the other men Chloe brought home. He was the special one. So even if I said he pushed “me” off the balcony, Chloe wouldn’t believe it. “I” limped back into the house, occasionally touching the back of my head. Chloe suddenly frowned and called me, “Julian, are you really hurt?” “I” stopped and shook my head at her. I used to hide my sickness and injuries from Chloe, not wanting her to worry. The robot was programmed the same way. Chloe fell into thought. Maybe she recalled how “I” landed earlier—indeed on the back of my head. She sighed, as if compromising, walked over, and yanked “my” arm. “Let me see. Did you fall and become an idiot…” Chloe reached for the back of “my” head, parting the hair. She felt a slight dent. But no blood. None at all. “I” fell from the third floor, hit the ground, dented my skull, but didn’t bleed. Her eyes were filled with doubt and fear. Her gaze lingered there for a long time, and finally, she smirked. She must have thought I had prepared protective measures in advance. “Julian, if you’re going to play the victim, put some effort into it.” “Jumping off a building, faking an injury… you’ve actually learned to use such tactics to get my attention. Impressive.” She sounded sarcastic. Or maybe not. Back in the room, “I” lay on the bed. Robots don’t need sleep; it was in hibernation mode, self-repairing. I didn’t expect Chloe to come. She stood by the bed, looking down at me with complex eyes. “Change your trick next time. You know I hate people threatening me with their lives.” “I didn’t.” Voice function restored, sounding normal. Chloe looked cold. “Julian, are you going to keep pretending even now?” “You used to hate Liam the most. You’d fight every time you met. I knew you were jealous, so I told you to stop competing with him.” “Do you have to hold a grudge until today?” I don’t understand. What does Chloe want from me to be satisfied? She didn’t like the living Julian who got jealous and threw tantrums because she was close to other men. Now, she still doesn’t like the robot Julian who obeys her every word. Maybe she just doesn’t like Julian Sterling, period. “I” sat up in bed, looking at Chloe in confusion. With a cold face, she climbed up and straddled “me.” She asked, “Julian, do you still love me?” I should be the one asking her that. But “I” answered, “Chloe, I will love you forever.” Chloe’s face softened slightly. She leaned in, lying on “my” chest, listening to the heartbeat I simulated, and the faint— “Where is that buzzing sound coming from?” Chloe looked suspicious, glancing around the room, but didn’t pay much attention. “Julian, since you say you love me, prove it with actions.” She reached out to undo “my” belt. For the first time in three years, she initiated intimacy with me.

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I had been chewed out by my boss today and worked late, dragging my exhausted body back to the home I shared with Dr. Julian Thorne. As soon as I opened the door, Julian, sitting upright at his desk, said without changing his expression, “Change your slippers, take a shower.” I took a deep breath. Having just been criticized by my boss, maybe the anger went to my head, or maybe I just snapped. Tears of grievance fell. Instead of changing my slippers, I carelessly threw my bag and lay directly on the sofa. “Julian, let’s break up.” Julian didn’t even look up, ignoring my words directly. “Looks like the sofa cover needs to be thrown away tomorrow, and the floor needs to be mopped.” I gritted my teeth and repeated clearly, word by word, “Julian, let’s, break, up!” This was the sixth time I had brought up breaking up in half a year. I admit I like Julian and can’t bear to leave him, but I really can’t stand it anymore. Not just because he has mysophobia, but because he has mysophobia towards me too. In the year we’ve been together, holding hands can be counted on one hand—only once. Kissing, hugging, all the things couples should do, we’ve never done. Just because Julian is a person who loves cleanliness so much that he washes his hands three times after shaking hands with a friend. What’s even more hateful is that in the two months we lived together, we slept in separate rooms. I couldn’t enter his room. The first thing I had to do when I got home was change my slippers and take a shower. Even going to the toilet required cleaning it seriously with toilet bowl cleaner first, and doing the same operation afterwards. Once I got lazy and just flushed with water. As a result, Julian replaced the toilet the next day. A miserable life, a miserable me! I knew clearly that Julian didn’t love me. I wasn’t the special one, and I couldn’t be the special one in the future. Chapter 1 Julian finally looked up at me, his captivating eyes glancing at me slightly. I couldn’t see the emotion in his eyes clearly, only feeling they were exceptionally calm. He said, “Thought it through?” My heart suddenly clenched. The last time we broke up, Julian asked the same thing. At that time, I eventually softened spinelessly. How could liking someone be so easily let go? But this time, I didn’t intend to compromise. If he didn’t love me! Why did he accept my confession in the first place? If he didn’t want to touch a finger of mine, why did he agree to live with me? I didn’t want to live days like this for another second. Being with Julian, I lived in fear like a stranger for a year. I also wanted to do nothing when I got home, lie on the sofa and scroll through my phone, instead of changing slippers, showering, and constantly worrying about dirtying his territory. I wiped away my tears and sat up. “Thought it through.” “I’ll pack my luggage and move out later.” Julian frowned, giving me a deep look, but ultimately didn’t ask me to stay. “Okay, do you want me to call a car for you?” I clutched my chest, took a deep breath, and muttered to myself, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, don’t argue with an idiot…” I got up and went back to my room to pack my luggage angrily, looking like I was running away from home. But when I got to the door, the more I thought about it, the more unwilling I felt. Why should I be so uncomfortable, while Julian could remain unmoved? No, I had to make him uncomfortable too. I couldn’t bear this pain alone. So I dropped my luggage and walked aggressively towards Julian at the desk. Julian rarely showed a trace of confusion. “Chloe Vance, what do you want to do?” But why would I explain? I just forced myself on him, grabbing Julian’s collar and kissing him. Then I bit his lip in revenge. Not only that, I reached out and touched his chest all over. Before Julian had a chance to react, I ran away dragging my luggage. Behind me came Julian’s roar, “Chloe Vance! Are you crazy!” That was my first kiss with him, and also the last. News of my breakup with Julian spread quickly. After moving out of his apartment, I met with the manager who tried to poach me to their company last time. It was a state-owned enterprise, but they had always cooperated with foreign companies. After discussing the salary and benefits, I bought a plane ticket without hesitation and flew out of this city that broke my heart. Just a week into the new company, I won the opportunity to go abroad for training and further studies based on my previous excellent performance. I admit I wanted to escape. I didn’t want to see Julian again because I was afraid I would soften again. Sitting on the plane flying abroad, looking at the countable and not intimate photos with Julian in my phone album, tears fell again. Then I reached out and deleted them all. Julian, I will make you regret not cherishing me properly! Crying and crying, I was afraid of ruining my expensive makeup, so I picked up my portable mirror and wiped my tears… After half a year of further studies, I returned to the new company and worked hard for the boss. Gradually… I missed Julian less. Perhaps this is the power of time. I made a cup of coffee boredly. Footsteps sounded behind me. I didn’t look back, but the man behind me called my name, “Chloe Vance, still working overtime?” I turned to look at the person who came. It was our department’s new colleague, Ryan Moore. He was also very hardworking. Compared to me back then, he was even more so. When he first arrived, I teased him, “Are you also heartbroken?” At that time, he answered me, “Yes.” Probably out of mutual pity, we quickly became familiar. Sometimes we traveled together on business, closer than best buddies. I took a sip of coffee. “Isn’t it obvious?” Ryan laughed. “Be careful you don’t go bald.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Nothing good comes out of a dog’s mouth.” Ryan said again after a while, “There’s a party tomorrow night. Do me a favor?” I said directly, “No.” Ding ding, Venmo notification: Ryan Moore transferred you $5000. I accepted it happily, then looked up at him. “I take back what I just said. Say it, what favor? As long as I can do it, I’ll go through fire and water to get it done for you.” Ryan had a sly expression. “Pretend to be my girlfriend.” I said shamelessly, “Add another thousand.” Ryan twitched the corner of his mouth. “Pleasure doing business.” The next night, I wore a hot, waist-cinching red dress and followed Ryan into the party venue. Although my figure wasn’t particularly great, it was considered above average, and my face wasn’t bad. Ryan would definitely look good. Ryan greeted his friends enthusiastically and then introduced me to them. Adhering to professional ethics, I held Ryan’s arm, looking intimate. When the crowd dispersed a bit, my peripheral vision paused, and my smile froze on my face. Not for anything else, but because I saw an incredibly familiar figure, a figure I had escaped for two years but hadn’t forgotten. My gaze followed that man step by step as he walked over. Julian Thorne. The person I would recognize even if he turned to ashes. Seeing Julian arrive, Ryan immediately perked up. “Dr. Thorne, you’re finally here. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” “This is my girlfriend, Chloe Vance.” Chapter 2 I forced an awkward smile. Julian’s gaze remained on me, and then I heard his deep voice, “Chloe, Vance? Your girlfriend?” As soon as these words came out, I suddenly felt the air turn cold. Must be an illusion. I swallowed. Chloe Vance! What are you afraid of? You’ve already broken up, you have nothing to do with each other! After some mental comfort, I adjusted my state, raised a smile, and extended my hand. “Hello, Dr. Thorne.” Julian held his wine glass and didn’t extend his hand for a long time. I knew he definitely wouldn’t. This person with severe mysophobia, who washes his hands three times after shaking hands with friends, how could he shake hands with me, especially his detestable ex-girlfriend. I still remember, after I forced myself on him, Julian looked shocked. His neat white shirt was messed up by me, and there were beads of blood on his lips from my bite. Like an abstinent male god being ravaged. Thinking about it, I felt a little excited inside? Seeing Julian staring at me without extending his hand, Ryan tried to pull my hand back to alleviate the awkwardness. But the next second, Julian reached out and shook my hand. “Hello, Chloe Vance.” I almost thought Julian was going to say, long time no see, my detestable ex-girlfriend. What shocked me even more was that Julian actually shook my hand! Could it be that after two years, this man has reformed? I gave a suspicious smirk, then quickly withdrew my hand and linked arms with Ryan again. Ryan laughed heartily. “I didn’t expect the always germaphobic Dr. Thorne to be willing to initiate a handshake. Haven’t seen you for a year, you’ve changed a lot, at least acting like a normal person…” Seeming to realize his words were a bit inappropriate, Ryan quickly said apologetically, “No no no, I didn’t mean that hahaha.” Julian didn’t mind, didn’t even look at him, but glanced at me and said, “It’s fine, what you said is indeed correct.” Me: “Hehe, hehe.” Why don’t I believe it at all. Julian turned and left after chatting for a bit. My heart itched. When no one was around, I pulled Ryan to whisper, “How do you know this Dr. Thorne? I haven’t heard you mention him as a friend before?” Ryan said, “Ah, a year ago I had a car accident near his place and went into the emergency room. At that time he despised me because my wounds had motor oil, my clothes were full of sand, and my sweat stank. I tell you, I fainted but could be woken up by his anger.” “Later I found out he was a severe germaphobe and thought it was quite interesting. It took a lot of effort to win him over as a friend.” I almost couldn’t hold back my laughter. I asked again, “Then why did he come all the way to your party today? Isn’t he very busy?” Ryan looked at me with burning eyes. “How do you know he’s very busy?” I was speechless for a moment, then twisted my tongue. “Aren’t doctors all like that? Maybe there’s an emergency patient anytime.” Speaking of this, I recalled my sad history. Since I confessed to Julian and got together with him, Julian had been busy every day. So busy that I might not even say a few words to him a day. Most of the time I was curled up on the sofa watching TV by myself. Boyfriend in name only. Yet, I bravely stayed with Julian for a year. I admired myself too. Ryan seemed to stop doubting and said, “True. But recently, he came here on a business trip. Heard it’s for a transfer. The provincial hospital invited him several times, but I guess Julian probably won’t come here to develop.” I was startled. Transfer? Come here to develop? Isn’t this killing me? Back then I tried so hard to escape the sad place where he was. Now Julian has a chance to come here to develop? But since he refused several times, it’s probably unlikely. Thinking of this, my heart went back into my stomach. Ryan leaned in mysteriously. “What? You fancy him?” I rolled my eyes at him. “Would you fancy an abnormal person?” Ryan thought about it and felt it made sense. “Sigh, seems like anyone who fancies Julian probably has some cleanliness issues like him.” Me: “?” I felt like I was being scolded. Ryan was called away by other friends to drink and brag, and I wasn’t suitable for that scene. I drank too much wine and wanted to go to the bathroom. But just walking out of the banquet hall, I saw a figure on the railing. Dressed in a suit, but in my eyes, I could see him in a white coat saving lives, doing surgery with those good-looking long hands while despising the patient for being dirty here and there. I suddenly couldn’t hold back a laugh, then lightened my footsteps, planning to slip away. I simply didn’t know how to face Julian. But I only moved two steps before being stopped by a familiar voice, “Chloe Vance, where are you planning to run this time?” Indeed, when it rains, it pours. I took a deep breath, then turned around calmly. “Oh my, isn’t this Dr. Thorne? I don’t seem to know you very well. Where I run to has nothing to do with you, right?” Julian squinted and walked towards me aggressively. I felt the pressure. “Not very well? Can’t I care about my ex-girlfriend?” Care. This word actually came out of Julian’s mouth. I thought he never cared about people. I forced a smile awkwardly. “Dr. Thorne, you seem to have forgotten, we have already broken up.” Julian was tall, fully a head and a half taller than me. Looking straight, my eyes could only see his chest. Seeing his chest, I thought of the forced kiss scene two years ago. Today he was also wearing a suit with a white shirt inside, tied with a neat bow tie, exuding an aura of abstinence. My heart screamed, Chloe Vance! I knew how could you be that kind of abnormal person, you definitely chased Julian because you coveted his beauty. “You are Ryan’s girlfriend?” I was stunned, not expecting Julian to ask such an idiotic question. Didn’t I just introduce us to him? “Yes.” “Break up with him. Not allowed to see him again.” I looked up at him in surprise. Still those captivating eyes, but this time, they were no longer calm, no longer waveless, but had anger, even exuding a liveliness. I got angry. “Are you sick? Go get treated if you are sick.” After saying that, I didn’t intend to entangle with him anymore and turned to leave. But the next second, my wrist was grabbed by Julian. A strong force pulled me into his arms, and Julian’s low voice sounded in my ear, “Chloe Vance, two years no see, you’ve really grown capable.” Then, after finishing, he actually kissed my earlobe voluntarily, then bit it lightly. My brain exploded instantly. Julian must be sick today. Not only did he hug me voluntarily, but he also kissed me. “Julian Thorne! Let go of me. What do you mean? Believe it or not, I’ll sue you for molesting a married woman?” Chapter 3 My forehead throbbed twice, and I coughed, “I told you I have a boyfriend.” Julian suddenly laughed, “Boyfriend? Ryan already confessed everything. Said you scammed him out of six thousand dollars.” Me, “…” At this moment, another familiar voice called me again, “Chloe…” Ryan walked out from inside and closed the door, “You guys know each other, don’t you?” This matter definitely couldn’t be covered up anymore; had to admit it. “Yeah, he is my, um, somewhat abnormal ex-boyfriend.” I originally thought Ryan would gossip about us very much, but he just looked at Julian with some hostility, then said, “He harassed you just now?” I nodded vigorously. Julian squinted his captivating eyes, looking very angry. Ryan pulled me over and said to Julian, “Although I treat you as a friend, Julian, since you didn’t keep Chloe two years ago, why come to harass her now?” Makes a lot of sense. But when I looked up and saw the loss flashing in Julian’s eyes, my heart tightened unconsciously again. Then, Ryan took me away in front of Julian. We didn’t go back to the party but got directly into the car. I was distracted all the way until Ryan called me, and I came back to my senses. “Chloe, do you still like Julian?” Inexplicably, I heard the caution in Ryan’s tone. I paused and didn’t make a sound. I couldn’t answer. The car was very quiet. Finally, I heard Ryan give a bitter laugh and say with forced ease, “I know. By the way, thanks for pretending to be my girlfriend today. In the future, you won’t be able to scam my money. I’ll take you home.” I wasn’t a girl experiencing first love; of course, I knew Ryan’s subtle feelings. So I said, “Sorry.” “No need to trouble you. I’ll take a taxi back myself later.” My tone was polite and distant. Ryan watched me get out of the passenger seat but didn’t stop me. The car stopped in front of me for about a minute and finally drove away. I took a taxi all the way home and sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time. Two years later, I thought I had let go long ago. But the moment I saw Julian, the high wall I worked so hard to build in my heart collapsed without attack. Fragile beyond imagination. The more I thought about it, the sadder I got. Finally, turning grief into appetite, I tearfully ordered barbecue and fried chicken. I only drank alcohol at the banquet just now, so of course I was hungry now. As a result, I ate myself into the hospital in the middle of the night. The cause was gastritis. I realized that living alone these two years was really comfortable. I could do nothing when I got home, lie on the sofa and play with my phone, order takeout when hungry, drink soda when thirsty. It affected my stomach more or less. In a daze, I suddenly remembered that during the year I was with Julian, although he demanded perfection in my personal affairs, he would also knock on the door every day to call me up for meals. Meals he cooked personally. It’s just that every time I ate, I would be despised by him. For example: you dropped rice grains; can you use serving chopsticks to pick up food; can you not spill the soup. It seems his mysophobia is always the most vivid thing, vivid enough to make people forget everything else about him. I ended up in the provincial hospital, as luck would have it, and saw Julian’s familiar face again. That was the first time I saw him look panicked. Behind him followed a group of doctors in white coats. Then I was pushed away by him. I became a patient under his care. I endured the severe pain in my stomach and asked, “You’re not a doctor here, why are you taking charge?” Julian said without changing his expression, “Will be in the future.” My heart was dead ashes, and I didn’t speak again. At this time, Julian raised his hand and wiped my mouth with his fingers gloved in medical gloves. I felt something was wrong. Sure enough, Julian raised an eyebrow, “Fried chicken? Or barbecue?” “Shut up.” The nurse beside me comforted me while saying, “Don’t worry. Might need a gastroscopy. Do you want it directly or under general anesthesia? General anesthesia requires a family member’s signature.” I was shocked. I fear nothing in heaven or on earth, but I am most afraid of injections and surgeries. Thinking of seeing others do gastroscopy before, such a thick tube shoved directly down the throat, I was scared to death. “General anesthesia, I want general anesthesia.” The nurse nodded, “Okay, where is your family member?” I suddenly remembered that I am actually an orphan with no parents. When I was a senior in high school, my parents died in a car accident. I finished college relying on that little compensation and scholarships. Where in this world do I have family members? Julian glanced at me, then said to the nurse, “Go get the consent form. I am her family member. I’ll sign.” I gave Julian a weird look, but the severe pain in my abdomen made me unable to speak at all. One shot of anesthetic and I was unconscious. When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed, and a nurse was checking my IV. I swallowed my dry throat and asked, “Nurse sister, where is that Dr. Thorne?” That nurse was the one who gave me the anesthesia. She looked down at me. “Dr. Thorne went back to his hospital. He can only come here for duty in two days.” My eyes were dizzy. “He agreed to transfer?” The nurse held back a laugh and nodded. “Yes, after all, his family is here. Can he not transfer?” I twitched my lips and denied, “I’m not his family.” The nurse looked unbelieving. “Then last night…” Me, “Can you expect an abnormal person to say normal things?” Nurse, “…” Lying in bed waiting for the anesthesia to wear off, I suddenly remembered that I had to work today. I hurriedly turned on my phone and looked at the time displayed on it. 10:30 AM. I lay back dejectedly, unlocked the phone, intending to explain to the manager. But as soon as I opened it, ding ding ding, several messages came. It was the manager’s message box, three messages sent at 9 AM: “Old Liu! When did you get married?” “Hid it deep enough.” “If you’re not feeling well, I’ll give you a week off. Remember to report on time next week, or your bonus will be gone.” Scrolling up further, it clearly recorded that someone took my phone and made dozens of calls in the middle of the night yesterday, the last one connecting for more than two minutes. I could guess with my toes who did it, and could guess what Julian said. In the afternoon, I slipped back home with the medicine prescribed by the hospital, vowing to eat healthy in the future, three meals a day on time. Planned silently in my heart, then immediately broke the rule upon returning home, nestling on the sofa drinking takeout porridge while watching a drama. Scrolled through my phone when bored. In the work group, someone resigned. That person was Ryan. Immediately after, Ryan sent me a message, “I’m leaving, Chloe. Hope you and Dr. Thorne can be happy.”

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