I had a secret crush on Jack Sullivan for seven years. In my previous life, I saved him during his darkest hour. I married him and was willing to be a devoted wife. I let him run my company, allowing him to bask in the limelight. In the end, he stole my money and cheated on me with his soulmate. Later, his enemies kidnapped both me and his soulmate. I thought five years of living together would soften his heart. But he chose to save his soulmate without hesitation, leaving me to be assaulted and killed by the kidnappers. In this new life, I’ve returned to the year when Jack Sullivan hit rock bottom. My car was parked at the end of the alley, just in time to witness Jack Sullivan being chased by several men in black wielding knives. It was exactly the same as in my previous life. I suppressed the complex emotions surging within me. “Uncle Tom, drive,” I said. Uncle Tom cleared his throat, hesitating. “Miss, Mr. Sullivan is up ahead. It looks like someone’s trying to kill him.” I glanced ahead. Jack Sullivan was indeed being chased and had collapsed in front of my car door, covered in wounds. He desperately knocked on the car door, begging me to help him. The door opened. I looked down at him from above. My mind flashed back to my previous life, when I had saved him without hesitation and married him, caring for him devotedly for five years. I had thought true love could be reciprocated. But in the end, I met a tragic death. Coming back to my senses, looking at him now, I still couldn’t help but feel a pang in my heart. His handsome face, even covered in blood, couldn’t hide his good looks. He crawled to my feet, looking up at me with pleading eyes. Weakly, he said, “Mia, please help me. I’ll do anything.” In my previous life, he had begged me just as pitifully. I had taken him in without a second thought. I fed and cared for him, paid ransom to save his brother, and protected him for five years. Thinking it over, I slowly replied, “Alright.” I would save him, but I couldn’t let him dirty my car. I kicked him away. I ordered my bodyguards to protect him. “Uncle Tom, let’s go,” I said. “Miss, isn’t Mr. Sullivan the man you’ve liked for a long time?” Uncle Tom asked. I snorted. “Not anymore.” In my previous life, when I saved him, I didn’t expect anything in return. I only hoped he could like me, even just a little. Unfortunately, it didn’t end well. Back at the mansion, I saw Jack Sullivan curled up in a corner, shivering. He crawled towards me like a dog. I brushed off my pants where he had touched them. Looking at him with disgust, I said, “Jack Sullivan, since you like being a dog so much, why don’t you stay by my side as one?”
Today was the first time Jack asked me for time off. “Mia, I have something to do today. I won’t be able to have dinner with you,” he said calmly over the phone, without any hint of emotion. “What is it?” I asked. “Mia, I may be your husband in name, but I’m still a person. Can’t I have my own personal space?” “You don’t deserve it,” I replied coldly. “If you don’t listen, I can send you back to those people.” He immediately deflated on the other end of the line. In this life, I still saved him, but I had no expectations. I only kept him by my side to torment him. He sighed and answered, “I’m going to see my mother.” “Is that so? You’d better not be lying to me.” When I saved him and brought him back, he had begged me like a puppy. “I’ll do anything you want,” he had said. An idea struck me, and I raised an eyebrow with a smile. “Marry me, so my family stops nagging me.” He agreed. I paid the ransom to save his brother, And at the same time, I bought him for myself. To the outside world, I claimed he was my husband. In private, he was just a dog by my bedside. His enemies still wouldn’t let him go, so he had to rely on me to stay alive. This time, I still bound him to me with a contract. The agreement stated that we would each take what we needed, and after five years when the danger had passed, I would set him free. For these five years, he never left my side for a moment. Whether as a husband or a bedmate, he was impeccable. At dinner time, Jack wasn’t there. The housekeeper had prepared my favorite dishes. I picked up my fork but had no appetite. “Miss, this is the cake Mr. Sullivan asked me to give you before he left. He waited in line for hours to buy it,” Mrs. Liu said, bringing over a slice of cake. It was my favorite flavor, very hard to get. I took a bite with my fork, then threw it straight into the trash. Suddenly, I felt a bit lost. Today was my birthday. Thinking back to my previous life, it was just as lonely a scene. That day, he had gone to see his soulmate, Sophia Williams. As I was lost in thought, my phone suddenly rang. “Hello,” I answered. On the other end was an arrogant female voice.
“Miss Coleman, thank you for taking care of my Jack these past five years.” I frowned deeply. “Who are you?” “Never mind who I am. Jack loves me.” Before I could finish, she hung up. I collapsed onto the sofa, my mind replaying the past from my previous life. Jack had been with me for five years, pretending to be devoted to me on the surface, but behind my back, he had long been involved with Sophia Williams. In my past life, I had spent five years trying to make him love me, but failed. This time, I wouldn’t be so foolish. If I couldn’t be happy, no one else would be either. I was the most notorious socialite in Southriver. Dissolute, unrepentant. I had been with countless men, living a life of luxury and pleasure. But they were all just passing clouds. Jack Sullivan was the only one I truly loved. He used to be a young master from a family of equal status to mine, but unfortunate twists of fate had brought him to rock bottom. I dialed Jack’s number. “Where are you?” I asked. His voice sounded tired. “I’m busy.” “Are you with another woman?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Mia, don’t overthink it.” I suddenly became angry, raising my voice, which startled him. “I’m asking you, are you with another woman or not?!” “Jack Sullivan!” He sighed and spoke in a tone I had never heard before. “Mia Coleman, I thought we only had a contractual relationship. My private life is none of your business.” I was both furious and hurt, at a loss for words. “You said it yourself, five years was the limit.” “Mia Coleman, shouldn’t we follow the rules of the game?” In this life, I had treated men’s hearts as worthless. I thought I could play with men as I pleased. But once again, I was slapped in the face by reality. I lowered my voice, adding somewhat pitifully: “Today… is my birthday.” “Could you…” Before I could finish, he hung up. Even in this new life, Jack Sullivan was still just as cruel.
In my previous life, I had investigated Sophia Williams. She was my high school classmate, and we were very close back then. She was the only one who knew about my secret crush on Jack Sullivan. Later, she went abroad to study, and we lost touch. I never imagined she would turn out to be Jack’s soulmate. In this life, as soon as the five-year term was up, Jack stopped pretending with me. He moved out of my mansion overnight, throwing away the ring I had given him. The trash can in his room was filled with gifts I had once given him. Even during our last intimate moment, I was the one who initiated everything. The last thing he said to me was: “Don’t make things difficult for her.” Those five simple words set me on edge. “Are you really that eager to leave me?” I asked. He turned his back to me, his voice low and hoarse: “Mia Coleman, we were never meant to be together.” For many days after he left, I couldn’t sleep. The night was bitterly cold in the early hours. I stubbornly drove out of the mansion. Mrs. Liu heard the commotion and tried to stop me. “Miss, should I call the driver? It’s too late for you to drive alone. Where are you going?” I didn’t know what to say. I cleared my throat. After a moment of silence, I said, “Mrs. Liu, it’s fine. I have something to do.” Mrs. Liu couldn’t persuade me, so she called the driver to follow behind me. At 5:30 AM, I arrived at Jack’s apartment.
I knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. I thought he must be sound asleep and was about to leave to find a place to wait. Suddenly, the door opened. “Mia?” Jack opened the door, looking at me in disbelief, his eyes still heavy with sleep. As if on cue, a figure appeared behind him. Sophia Williams, wearing a sexy nightgown, had one hand on Jack’s arm. “Jack, who is it?” she asked, turning to look at me with a meaningful gaze. “Long time no see, I’m Mia Coleman,” I introduced myself. After my introduction, all three of us stood there in awkward silence. “You investigated me?” Jack finally spoke, his tone full of impatience and accusation. I had thought Jack would have a lot to say to me. But his first words were an irritated question. My heart sank. Looking into his eyes, I asked slowly and deliberately: “I just want to ask you one thing: during these five years, did you ever love me?” Sophia’s expression changed. She clung to Jack’s arm affectionately, her voice dripping with sarcasm: “Miss Coleman, Jack has told me everything. You did save his life, and he’s repaid that debt over the years. Now that the five years are up, shouldn’t you let him go?” “Besides, it was just a contractual relationship. Miss Coleman, don’t tell me you actually thought it was love?” “Shut up! I wasn’t asking you!” I raised my voice, startling Sophia. “Jack, look at her. What kind of person is she, bullying me just because she’s rich,” Sophia said, burying herself in Jack’s arms pitifully. “Mia, no, Miss Coleman,” Jack said. “The five-year term is up. We should go to the registry office to finalize the divorce soon.” Without needing to ask further, Jack had made his stance clear. “Fine! Don’t regret it!” I said, leaving in a huff. Behind me, I could hear Sophia’s mocking laughter. “Jack, after all these years, you still have such charm. Looks like I’ll have to keep a close eye on you from now on.” I couldn’t hear Jack’s response as I walked away. I returned home in a daze.
The next day, we went to the registry office to finalize our divorce. I rushed back to the mansion and cleared out everything related to Jack Sullivan. Then I contacted my assistant. “I hear Jack Sullivan is starting a business soon. Cut off his funding sources, remove him from the company, blacklist him in the industry, and have him sign an IOU for the $500,000 we paid to ransom his brother.” “Also, spread rumors that the Williams heiress seduced a married man. Make sure her reputation is ruined.” “Lastly, what’s the latest on the Sullivan family’s old enemy, the Guthrie family?” My assistant replied, “I heard they’ve been looking for Jack Sullivan everywhere.” “Then leak information to the Guthrie family. Let them handle it as they see fit.” After making all the arrangements, I finally lay down on my bed with some peace of mind. My sister rarely called me, but she did today. “Mia Coleman, congratulations on being able to be yourself again.” “Sis, I just got divorced. Is congratulations really necessary?” “Men are a dime a dozen. I’m coming back tomorrow night at 10. I’ll introduce you to some men then.” My sister is my mom’s daughter from her previous marriage. People say she’s just like me, inheriting our mother’s genes. They say we’re unfaithful, fickle, and like to play with men. I’ve become numb to hearing it. As soon as my sister arrived, she dragged me to a bar. She complained about my outfit the whole way there. “Look at you, did getting married turn you into a housewife?” she said. She pulled out a black low-cut long dress from her bag and coaxed me into wearing it. “Now that’s my sister,” she said approvingly. “Mia Coleman, you’re a rich kid. Why act so traditional? You used to be quite the party animal.” I rolled my eyes at her. “Vanessa Coleman, is this how you’re supposed to guide your little sister?” “Haha, don’t tell Mom,” she laughed. In my previous life, when I was Jack Sullivan’s devoted wife, I never went to bars. It was because Jack said he didn’t like noisy places like bars. “I heard there are some pretty good-looking guys here tonight. It’s my treat, I’ve ordered them all for you,” Vanessa said. “Consider it a celebration of your single status, and a belated birthday party.” The memory of eating cake alone on my birthday flashed through my mind, leaving a bitter taste. But I quickly pushed it away. Thinking about that scene really put a damper on things. My sister was hugging two young, handsome guys, laughing heartily. The boy sitting next to me was very shy, but he mustered up the courage to say: “Hello, beautiful. You’re really pretty.” His words were naive, but I enjoyed hearing them.
He clumsily lifted the glass to my lips. I wasn’t paying attention, and the cold liquor trickled down the corner of my mouth onto his well-defined fingers. He shivered, looking at me somewhat embarrassedly. His eyes held an indescribable emotion. In the dim light, his tall, muscular frame was barely visible, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. As we were leaving, I tossed a business card to the handsome young man. He called out “Big sis!” and waved goodbye reluctantly. “We’ll meet again,” he said. I’ve never been good with alcohol, but tonight I had a few extra drinks. As soon as I stepped outside, the cold wind hit me, and I stumbled. My sister had disappeared with one of the guys, leaving me alone to stumble back to the bathroom. I hugged the toilet bowl and threw up for a while, which cleared my head a bit. A familiar voice came from the next stall. “Sophia, I heard your ex-boyfriend got divorced?” Sophia Williams let out a cold laugh and said: “Yeah, if I hadn’t heard he inherited his grandfather’s hundred-billion-dollar fortune, who would bother with used goods like him?” “True, Sophia, you’ve never been one to use second-hand things.” I stayed hidden in the bathroom stall. In my previous life, I never heard about Jack Sullivan inheriting a fortune. Could he be using this to win back his true love? There was another possibility – the so-called inheritance could be my money. I was such a fool. Thankfully, in this life, I didn’t let him into the company. And I didn’t give him a penny. I only gave him a small allowance each month, out of pity. The gossip continued. Sophia chuckled and went on: “But now there’s a tricky problem. His ex-wife turns out to be Mia Coleman.” “Who? Your high school bestie? I remember she had a crush on Jack Sullivan back then.” “That bitch Mia Coleman, whatever she wants, I have to take it from her,” Sophia said through gritted teeth. Back then, Sophia was our high school beauty queen, stunningly gorgeous even at sixteen. I was quiet and unsociable. She approached me, giving me my only friend in high school. When I liked Jack Sullivan, she encouraged me to persist. Sophia was outgoing and straightforward. She helped me gather a lot of intel on Jack Sullivan back then. At that time, rumors were flying around school that the beauty queen Sophia Williams and the heartthrob Jack Sullivan were getting close, and must be dating.
Everyone said they were a perfect match, made for each other. I had imagined Jack Sullivan might fall for someone else, but I never thought my best friend would also like him. I don’t know how long I stayed in the bathroom, but Sophia and her friend had long gone silent. I stood up and walked out, my feet numb and stumbling. I looked at myself in the mirror, red-eyed and disheveled. I washed my face and prepared to go home. As soon as I walked out the main door, I found the handsome young man from earlier standing at the entrance. “You…” The young man was wearing a sporty outfit and carrying a gym bag. He exuded the sunny charm of a college athlete. “Waiting for you,” he said. As I walked over, my high heel twisted and I nearly fell. “Careful!” The young man caught me just in time. I took out a wad of cash from my purse and handed it to him. He hesitated, then took it and stuffed it back into my bag. “Big sis, no need for money.” I narrowed my eyes slightly and smiled: “Consider it a tip for keeping me company today.” Before I could see his expression, I took out my car keys to open the door. But he snatched the keys from me. “I haven’t been drinking. I’ll drive you home.” I was taken aback for a moment, then pulled out a few more bills from my purse and handed them to him. He took them this time, saying with a smile: “Consider it a chauffeur fee.” He drove very carefully the whole way, occasionally stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror. “Big sis, my name is Ethan Guthrie.” My head was spinning, so I just responded lazily. “Mmm, got it.” I closed my eyes and unknowingly fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, I found myself…
“Where am I?” I rubbed my throbbing temples. A cheerful male voice came from outside the door. “Big sis, you’re awake?” The voice sounded familiar. It was Ethan. He was shirtless, his skin taut, broad-shouldered with a narrow waist. His muscle lines flowed smoothly, and his lean body somehow sported an eight-pack. I was mesmerized for a moment, not even noticing him getting closer. “Big sis, seen enough?” I blushed furiously. “I didn’t expect someone with such a baby face to have such a great body.” Ethan grinned mischievously and pulled me into his arms. “So, big sis, have you decided how you’re going to take responsibility for me?” I panicked, desperately trying to remember what happened last night. Last night I met him at the bar entrance, then he drove me home, and I fell asleep in the car… So why was I here? “Let me help you remember. You fell asleep last night without telling me where you lived, so I had no choice but to bring you back to my place.” “Did we… you know?” Ethan leaned in close, his gaze intense: “What do you think?” My mind was in chaos. Suddenly, I remembered feeling that something was off about the drink last night. Usually, my alcohol tolerance isn’t bad. I shouldn’t have gotten drunk so quickly. “It must have been Vanessa.” I frantically took out my phone and called her. “Vanessa! You set me up!” A lazy male voice answered. “Vanessa is still sleeping. What do you need?” “Damn it…” The call ended, and Ethan, standing in front of me, burst out laughing. “Big sis, you were drugged. Last night was my first time.” “It’s okay if you don’t remember. I’ll help you recall.” Ethan pressed me down beneath him.
Looking closely, beneath his boyish charm, he had a pair of incredibly cold eyes. His facial features were flawlessly handsome, with lips so red they begged to be kissed. Coming to my senses, I found myself breathless from the intimate position. I pushed him away and cleared my throat. “Ahem… Well, we’re both adults here. If you’re in this line of work, let’s just settle up.” I took out a black card from my purse and handed it to him. “This is your payment.” With that, I got up to change my clothes. “Big sis, the name you called out last night, was it your ex-husband?” My heart skipped a beat, and I clenched my fists. “Shut up!” “I don’t mind. If big sis needs me again, just give me a call anytime.” He made a phone gesture by his ear, a faint smile tugging at his lips. As I left Ethan’s apartment, I ran into Jack Sullivan downstairs. I lowered my head and covered my mouth, afraid he’d see me. “Mia Coleman!” He strode over. Dressed in an all-black suit, he exuded an air of aggression. “What are you doing here?” I composed myself and stood up straight. “It’s none of your business.” He grabbed my bag, pulling me closer. “Who said you could stay out all night? Where were you last night?” Jack’s tone was displeased. “Jack Sullivan, we’re divorced,” I said with a cold laugh. “I’m single now. I can stay wherever I want.” “Mia, I know you’re still angry, but can you not misunderstand me? Sophia has been suffering from depression recently and needs someone with her. She doesn’t have any family in the country, so as her…” “As her ex-boyfriend, you should divorce your wife and be by her side 24/7!”
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