The news hit me like a train wreck: my first love had died in a car crash. And then, at my own engagement party, my fiancée slit her wrists, giving up on everything. It was then, and only then, that I finally understood: her heart had always belonged to Julian. I was reborn, back to the very day of our engagement. But she never showed up. Instead, she booked a billion-dollar luxury yacht and married Julian. I watched their wedding trending across every major news headline, then turned and walked away. Six years later, I returned to the country with my wife. At an exclusive high-society gala, I unexpectedly ran into Chloe again. By now, she was the heiress to a massive business empire, celebrated as an outstanding female executive. She was clinging intimately to Julian, chatting with the guests, radiating success. When I pushed through the crowd, looking for someone, her brows furrowed in annoyance. “Six years, and you still haven’t given up on me? Even if you offered to be my assistant and polish my shoes, my feelings for you wouldn’t change.” I ignored her, reaching under a long table to pull out my daughter, who was secretly stuffing her face with cake. Suddenly, Chloe’s eyes widened, turning red. Her voice trembled as she accused me, “How could you marry someone else and have a child? Didn’t you say you’d only marry me?!”
I never thought I’d run into Chloe again, not at a gala on my very first day back in the country. She was dazzling, draped around Julian, her gaze soft and affectionate. Amidst the clinking glasses and flowing conversations, guests showered them with compliments. “Ms. Davies and her husband have been married for years, yet they seem even more in love than when they first tied the knot.” “Mr. Julian is truly blessed. Ms. Davies threw this party tonight to welcome the Princess Royal of the East Coast elite. Her business ventures are about to take off like a rocket!” Chloe smiled, looking tenderly at Julian. “Marrying Julian is the greatest blessing of my life. His touring art exhibition is coming up in a few days; I hope everyone can come show their support.” At the mention of the art exhibition, someone in the crowd asked, puzzled, “Ms. Davies, you’ve been married for six years, but why has Mr. Julian never held an exhibition before?” Julian cared so much about his art. How could he not have held an exhibition for six years? It was a question I’d always wondered myself. In my past life, Chloe loved Julian so fiercely she was willing to die for him. Even after I was reborn, she defied her powerful family, the Davies, just to marry him. Julian’s pleasant smile faltered instantly when he heard the question. “Painting is quite draining, and Chloe is simply worried I might strain my eyes.” The men in the room listened, both envious and praising Chloe as the perfect wife. In my past life, after I married Chloe, I wanted to hold a design exhibition. But Chloe’s mother scolded me, accusing me of trying to steal the spotlight. She constantly felt I wasn’t good enough for Chloe and repeatedly tried to get her to divorce me. After Chloe became the group heiress, her mother actually had a lawyer draft divorce papers. Now, Chloe handled Julian’s art exhibition entirely herself, with him not lifting a finger. It turned out, in my last life, I was the one who was never truly loved. I let out a soft, bitter laugh, shaking my head. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a figure beneath the long table, ready to follow them. But then I bumped into a waiter carrying a tray of red wine. Glass shattered everywhere, and wine splattered all over me. “Watch where you’re going! That was for the Princess Royal’s husband!” “If the gentleman complains, you’ll be out of a job!” The waiter’s loud scolding immediately drew everyone’s attention. I looked up and explained, “It’s fine, I didn’t really like that wine anyway.” Chloe looked over, startled. “Alex, what are you doing here?” Others quickly chimed in, “Who is this?” Chloe’s tone was dismissive. “Just a university classmate. He was totally obsessed with me back then; the whole school knew he wanted to marry me. After graduation, he still spent all his energy trying to chase me down.” “But my heart has always belonged only to Julian.” Hearing this, everyone’s gazes and voices filled with mocking amusement. Chloe gripped her wine glass, her voice stern. “Please, don’t spread rumors! I don’t want my husband to misunderstand!” Julian wrapped an arm around Chloe’s shoulders, his voice soft. “Oh, darling, don’t be upset. Mr. Alex must just be terribly infatuated to follow you all the way here.” Chloe’s brow furrowed. She turned to someone beside her. “Take him out. I’ll handle this.” With that, she leaned in and kissed Julian’s cheek, her eyes filled with sweet affection, not even sparing me a glance. “It’s only because Ms. Davies is so kind, otherwise, you’d be in serious trouble.” “Get out of here. This isn’t a place for someone like you.” I struggled to break free from their grip. “I’m here looking for someone.” The staff smirked, looking at my rough linen clothes with blatant disdain. “We’ve seen plenty of men like you, trying to win Ms. Davies’ favor with pathetic infatuation. Don’t waste your breath.” They finished speaking, then forcibly shoved me out the door. “Stop.” Suddenly, a familiar voice called out from behind me.
Chloe walked over, instructing the staff, “He’s here for me. You can go.” She approached me, her tone sharp with warning. “This is a reception for the Princess Royal of the East Coast elite. Don’t make a scene here!” “No matter how much you adore me, you shouldn’t be here.” “I’m going to make things perfectly clear to you today!” She leaned into Julian’s embrace, her eyes overflowing with tender affection for him, but when she faced me, her voice was ice cold. “In this lifetime, I only love Julian. No matter what you do, I will never like you. Just give up!” Julian’s face lit up with a smug grin. “Mr. Alex, I’ve seen desperate people, but I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you.” “If word of your behavior gets out, what woman would ever agree to marry you?” He was practically oozing mockery. “Still, Chloe is so exceptional, I can understand why you can’t forget her. After all, she’s the heir to a huge conglomerate now, and there are always men trying to curry favor with her.” He glanced at my rough linen clothes, his expression even more contemptuous. “You’re thirty years old and still so unkempt. What woman would ever look at you?” With that, he took off the gold watch from his wrist and tossed it at me. “I’m a charitable man. Consider this watch my gift to you. Go buy some decent clothes.” I glanced down at my clothes. I’d rushed out of the house and hadn’t changed, but what I found comfortable and practical, they saw as a disgrace. Seeing my silence, Chloe’s brow furrowed. She then pulled off the ruby pendant from her neck, her voice laced with impatience and warning. “And this pendant, it should be enough for you to live on. Just stop coming to find me.” When I remained unmoved, her face instantly darkened, and her voice held a touch of anger. “Alex, what do you mean? You don’t want my things?” What a joke. I was already married. I shouldn’t accept anything from another woman, especially not jewelry. Besides, my wife was the Princess Royal of the East Coast elite. Taking these cheap trinkets from Chloe would be a direct slap in her face. I said calmly, “Didn’t you say you didn’t want me to take your things anymore?” Chloe’s face turned even colder. “You…” She pointed at me, but ultimately said nothing. I politely refused. “I don’t need any of these.” My refusal again made Chloe’s expression turn even worse. She gripped the pendant tightly in her hand, veins bulging. “If I wasn’t looking at you as an old university classmate, seeing you in such a pathetic state, do you think I’d bother with you?” “Alright, alright, don’t get angry.” Julian wrapped an arm around her waist, gently comforting her. “Darling, you’re just too sentimental. Since Mr. Alex is so ungrateful, just let him figure things out for himself.” “Look, Mr. Alex has a pretty face. I’m sure he’ll find a way to survive. We don’t need to worry about him.” Every word Julian spoke was meant to imply I was a frivolous man. But I remembered all his disgraceful past actions perfectly well.
In my previous life, Chloe didn’t marry Julian, not just because of family status, but because Julian used to be a kept man, supported by some rich socialite. Mr. Davies Sr. had declared that if Chloe insisted on marrying him, she would be stripped of her heir status and thrown out of the Davies family. Chloe was willing to give up everything for Julian. Her mother became so ill with rage she had to be hospitalized. But Julian wasn’t willing to live a life of poverty. He turned around and became the trophy husband of a wealthy foreign woman. Chloe was consumed by grief and illness. If I hadn’t stayed by her side, caring for her and helping her through those painful days, she probably would have died. Afterwards, she developed a habit of heavy drinking at social events, and I would always be there to help her finish glass after glass of hard liquor, which eventually ruined my stomach. She loved skiing, so I’d accompany her, even if it meant tumbling down snowy slopes and injuring myself; I’d always insist on staying by her side. Later, she said she was willing to marry me, swearing she would love me for a lifetime. I asked her if she still thought of Julian. After all, her home still contained all of Julian’s things, untouched. I’d seen her more than once, holed up in that room, drinking miserably. She looked at me, her voice firm. “Now, my heart is only for you. You are the one I want to marry. From the moment Julian trampled on my true feelings, we had no relationship whatsoever.” “I will love you well and stay by your side forever.” I thought my sincerity had won Chloe’s true heart. But after six years together, not only did I give up my beloved design career, I became a house husband. Chloe even kept delaying our wedding. I asked her repeatedly, only to be verbally abused by her mother, who claimed Chloe was at a critical stage in her career and that I wasn’t supporting her, constantly bringing up the wedding. Because of this, the entire East Coast elite circles laughed at me, saying I was nothing more than a glorified house husband in the Davies family. I got angry again and again. Chloe, just to calm me down, agreed to get engaged first. But at our engagement party, I accidentally overheard her conversation with her mother. That’s when I realized she didn’t want to marry me at all. Even the wedding suit she’d had designed was custom-tailored to Julian’s exact measurements. I had a huge fight with her. Right then, news broke that Julian had died in a car accident. Chloe stood there, stunned and silent, then eventually slit her wrists. Before dying, she calmly looked at me, weeping and kneeling before her. “From beginning to end, Julian was the only one in my heart. He was my truest love. Everything before was a lie.” “If he’s gone, I won’t live either.” Tears streamed down her face. “Julian, I’m coming to marry you now.” In that moment, my heart turned to ash. So, when I was reborn back to the engagement party, and Chloe didn’t show up, I wasn’t surprised at all. Media headlines reported that she’d spent a billion dollars on a luxury yacht to marry Julian, their wedding becoming a top trending topic. And I simply turned and walked away. I never thought I’d see her here, in this life. I was about to leave, but Julian still wanted to humiliate me further. “Mr. Alex, if you really don’t want these designer things, how about you come work as a security guard at our company?” “Our security guards get to see celebrities and important figures every day, it’s quite prestigious.” “If you give up trying to seduce Chloe, I might even promote you to head of security.” As soon as he finished speaking, people around him immediately chimed in. “A security guard job at Davies Group is a great gig! Why aren’t you kneeling and thanking Mr. Julian?” “Mr. Julian is truly benevolent. If anyone tried to seduce my wife, I’d tear them apart.” Seeing their taunts and sneers, a flicker of anger flashed in my eyes. “I’m already married, and I have absolutely no inappropriate thoughts about Chloe.” “Stop spreading fabricated rumors!” Chloe scoffed. “Alex, do you think saying that will make me regret anything?” “Using marriage to make me jealous? You’re not even worthy.” After leaving Chloe, I went abroad. I met the Princess Royal of the East Coast elite while rescuing a stray cat. Over time, she fell for me. She pursued me for two years before I finally agreed to be with her. After we married, I discovered she was the Princess Royal, a radiant beauty with countless admirers. But she earnestly and seriously told me that I was the only one she truly loved. When our daughter, Lily, was born, Chloe almost had a difficult labor. She immediately called her lawyer on the spot to change all beneficiaries of her assets to my name. The entire East Coast elite circles gossiped that the Princess Royal was madly in love with her husband. But to reduce unnecessary disruptions, most people hadn’t actually met me. Yet now Chloe thought I was using my marriage to make her jealous? She still believed I was in love with her. Since she didn’t believe me, I couldn’t be bothered to explain. After all, I had no one with me right now who could verify my identity. My daughter, Lily, heard there was cake at the party and secretly snuck out. I was so worried I didn’t even change, just rushed out in my comfortable linen clothes to find her. I tried to go around the crowd, but the previous waiter stopped me. “His clothes… they look like a luxury haute couture piece.” “Only two were ever released globally. One is owned by the British Royal Family, and the other belongs to the Princess Royal’s husband.” “What audacity! How dare you steal something belonging to the Princess Royal’s husband!” “These clothes are mine.” Julian scoffed when he heard me. “How could *you* afford haute couture? You didn’t steal those clothes, did you, just to come here and try to win Chloe’s favor?” Chloe looked at me, her face full of disdain. “Don’t dream! I only love Julian.”
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