My Sister Faked Her Death to Make Me Marry the Mafia Boss… Now She Regrets It

But she already had a boyfriend she deeply loved. So, on the day Damian came to claim her, she knocked me out – me, with a face identical to hers – and sent me to him. Then, she and her boyfriend disappeared abroad without a trace. I was forced to marry Damian, never giving him a kind look. He, in turn, only treated me as a stand-in, offering a sweet word when pleased, a harsh slap when not. Ten years later, Chloe suddenly reappeared. She sought out Damian, claiming I had pushed her into a river, caused her amnesia, all to marry a rich man, thus making her miss ten years with him. Damian exploded in rage, immediately ordering me locked in the basement. Chloe, taking advantage of a visit, cruelly tightened an iron chain around my neck. “I’m sorry, little sister, but if you live, my lies will eventually be exposed!” She strangled me to death. As my last breath escaped, my eyes remained wide open, filled with bitter resentment. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Chloe was first noticed by Damian. This time, I stepped forward. “Chloe, you go with your boyfriend. I’ll marry Damian in your place!” This time, the mob boss’s beloved *had* to be me!

“Mom, Dad, help me! I don’t want to marry Damian!” Chloe’s cries were so close, and suddenly, I snapped back, realizing I had been reborn. “Mom, Dad, Damian is a ruthless killer. They say he’s tortured so many women to death already!” “If I marry him, it’s a death sentence!” “Besides, I swore I’d only ever marry Liam. If I can’t be with Liam, I’d rather die!” Mom’s voice trembled with tears: “But we can’t afford to offend Damian, darling. If you don’t go, our whole family will be wiped out!” Dad wiped his eyes: “It’s my fault, I’m useless. I can’t protect my own daughter. At worst, let them beat me to death. If someone dies, surely they’ll think twice.” “Are you out of your mind? That’s Damian, the mob boss! What’s your life worth in his eyes?” Before Chloe could speak, I stepped forward. “Chloe, you go with your boyfriend. I’ll marry Damian in your place!” Everyone in the family stared at me in shock, especially Chloe. Her eyes nearly popped out. “Chloe and I are twins, we look exactly alike. If I marry him instead, Damian won’t ever know.” Mom hesitated: “It’s good that you’re willing to go for your sister, but Damian is so sharp. Can we really hide it from him forever?” “What if he finds out one day? Will he go easy on us?” Dad made up his mind: “Chloe, maybe you should leave. I’ll give you the fifty thousand dollars I’ve saved over the years. You and Liam can go to Australia. Damian’s reach shouldn’t extend that far.” Mom and Dad showed no concern about me marrying into Damian’s family. Their eyes were solely on their precious eldest daughter. As for me, their younger daughter, I was always expendable. Chloe lowered her head, thinking for a long time: “Mom, Dad, why don’t we just hold a funeral for Ava? Say she slipped and drowned in the river. That way, our family suddenly losing someone won’t seem so abrupt.” After discussing it, they immediately packed my things and put me into the car sent by the Damian family. In my previous life, I woke up in that car, terrified, and harbored hostility towards Damian after marrying him. Our ten-year marriage was a marriage of pure resentment. Honestly, outside of the rumors, Damian was handsome, charismatic, wealthy, powerful, and fiercely protective of his own. Marrying him, I had certainly landed a powerful protector and provider. The first thing Damian said when he saw me was: “I have only one requirement for you: obedience.”

I immediately grabbed his hand: “Darling, don’t worry. I’ll be absolutely obedient. If you tell me to go east, I’ll never go west!” Damian paused, then gestured for his assistant. “Get everything ready for my wife. As my wife, she shouldn’t look so… modest.” And just like that, I was showered with high-end luxury goods. Even diamond watches filled an entire cabinet. During the day, Damian handled business, and I stayed home, cooking him delicious meals, always trying new recipes. From three meals a day to after-dinner desserts, I did everything myself. In the evenings, I transformed into a tender kitten, making sure Damian was completely comfortable and happy. Gradually, Damian’s demeanor towards me became less formal. He even started taking me to public events. One day, Mom called me home, claiming Dad was gravely ill. As soon as I entered the house, I saw Dad sprawled on the couch, picking his teeth. In front of him was a large pork knuckle, gnawed clean. “Dad, you’re not sick?” “If I hadn’t made your mother use that excuse, would you have come back?!” Mom sharply poked my temple with her finger: “You ungrateful daughter! You’re living the good life at Damian’s, completely abandoning your parents, aren’t you?!” “Mom, I remember the day I married into Damian’s family, you sent me a message saying that from then on, whether my life was good or bad, it had nothing to do with the Jiang family. And that I shouldn’t contact you again, dead or alive.” “Those were your words, weren’t they? I still have that message.” Mom glared at me: “You heartless child! Your parents did that to avoid dragging you down!” “Now you’re enjoying the good life, so you’re abandoning your family, is that it?!” “Didn’t Damian give you money? From what I know, he sends you a generous monthly allowance. And this big villa, wasn’t that bought by Damian for you? Is all this not enough? What else do you want?” Mom’s anger intensified: “Have you forgotten you have an older sister?!” “Mom, careful what you say. An older sister? I don’t have one. My only sister drowned, remember?” “Don’t play dumb with me, this is our house! I’ll tell you straight: give your sister a hundred million, and we’ll never bother you again.” “A hundred million? Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?!” Dad got agitated and yelled at me: “Damian’s assets are worth hundreds of billions! We’re only asking for a hundred million! If you can’t even come up with that, then you shouldn’t be Damian’s wife!” I scoffed: “No money. And whether or not I’m Damian’s wife isn’t something you get to decide!” We parted on bad terms. A month later, Mom called again. “Ava, darling, Mom was thoughtless before, and I apologize. Are you free this weekend? Mom will cook some dishes, come home for dinner.” In the two years I had been married to Damian, this was the first time Mom had invited me home for dinner. Before I could reply, Mom started crying. “Ava, Mom is getting old. Your dad and I aren’t in good health. Every time we see each other, it’s one less time.” My heart softened in the end: “Okay, I’ll be back this weekend.” When I went home that weekend, Mom was incredibly warm towards me. She pulled me into the house. The dinner table was already set, filled with all my favorite dishes. Just as I sat down at the table, someone emerged from the bedroom. “Chloe? You’re back?” Seeing Chloe’s face, my heart began to pound. By rights, Chloe shouldn’t have returned for another eight years.

“Long time no see, little sister.” She sat beside me, sizing me up. “That outfit must be tens of thousands, huh.” She glanced at the bracelet on my wrist: “That’s probably over ten thousand too. Damian really splurges on you, doesn’t he?” She sighed again: “You’ve got it good, you don’t know how much your sister suffered these past two years abroad.” “Chloe, didn’t you say back then that as long as you could be with Liam, you’d be willing to be a beggar?” “What Liam? You don’t have a Liam!” “Let me be clear: I’m back to reclaim my identity. From now on, you go back to being yourself, you’re Ava, and I am Chloe.” “After dinner, you’ll take off these clothes and jewelry and give them to me. I’ll go back to Damian’s in your place. We’re switching back.” Chloe’s shamelessness made me laugh, bitterly. “Chloe, you’re really good at taking advantage. What makes you think that after two years of desperately trying to please Damian and finally establishing myself in his house, I would just hand it all over to you?” Chloe slammed her hand on the table: “Damian was supposed to marry *me* back then! You’ve taken my place for all these years, and you think you can just keep it?!” “You were the one who refused to marry him, almost dragging our whole family down with you! I sacrificed myself to take your place; you should be grateful to me!” “And my ability to win Damian’s favor and become the lady of the house? That’s my capability! Do you think you can just come back now and completely replace me?!” Chloe shot up from her chair, yelling at me: “You’re out of line! I’ve already been more than fair letting you enjoy my identity and good fortune at Damian’s for two years!” “If you don’t switch back with me, do you believe I’ll go straight to Damian and expose you?!” “I’ll tell him you were jealous of me and pushed me into the river, causing my amnesia! Then not only will you have to give my identity back, but you’ll also face the consequences of deceiving Damian. Let’s see how you die then!” I stood up calmly: “Fine, go ahead and tell him. We can all die together, for all I care.” “I recorded your conversation from back then, demanding I take your place. We can play it for Damian together. If we’re going to die, we’ll die together. The whole family, nice and neat.” Mom suddenly rushed over and slapped me. “Today, you *must* switch back with your sister, or I’ll kill myself right here!” I covered my face, tears streaming down. “Mom, before I saw Chloe, I truly believed you and Dad cared about me.” “But now it seems you only have one daughter in your eyes, and that’s Chloe.” “I won’t switch back with her. You can forget that ever happening!” I turned to leave, wanting to get out of this mess as quickly as possible. But as soon as I took a step, a heavy blow landed on the back of my head. I immediately collapsed into a pool of blood. The pain at the back of my head made me tremble uncontrollably. I could even feel the blood gushing out. Chloe held the ceramic bear figurine she had used to hit me – a birthday gift I’d given her. Mom was terrified: “Chloe, you hit her too hard! You didn’t kill her, did you?!” Chloe saw I was still conscious and let out a sigh of relief. “She’s still alive, isn’t she?” She squatted down and patted my face: “Ava, it’s your fault for not listening. If you had just obediently switched back with me, none of this would have happened.” I started to feel dizzy, but I bit down hard, forcing myself to stay conscious.

Chloe was still absorbed in her own world: “To look exactly like you, I specifically lost twenty pounds and got the same hairstyle.” “Once I put on your clothes, even Mom and Dad won’t be able to tell us apart, let alone Damian.” “From now on, you’ll be a good little Ava, or don’t blame your sister for being heartless.” Mom and Dad were starting to strip my clothes off when there was a sudden knock at the door. The whole family tensed up instantly. Chloe asked: “Who is it?” “It’s me.” It was Damian! I was about to shout when Dad clamped a hand over my mouth and dragged me into the room. “Chloe, why aren’t you opening the door yet?” Seeing this, Mom quickly pulled the rug over the bloodstain on the floor. Only then did Chloe open the door: “Why are you here?” “I was in the area, so I thought I’d pick you up.” Damian frowned, looking at Chloe: “You weren’t wearing those clothes when you came.” “I got my clothes dirty earlier, so I just changed into an old outfit.” “Perfect timing for you to pick me up. Let’s go.” From the bedroom, I could clearly hear their conversation. If Chloe left like this, I would certainly repeat the tragedy of my past life. Chloe wouldn’t let me live, because only dead people keep secrets. Dad glared at me fiercely, mouthing words for me to stay silent. I nodded obediently, but my left hand had already found the leg of a chair. Then, I pulled with all my might, tipping the chair over, which landed with a loud *thump*. Dad was furious. He grabbed my hair and slapped my face hard. “What was that sound?” Damian stopped, turning to look towards the bedroom. Chloe immediately blocked his path: “It’s nothing. Maybe the cat knocked over a chair.” Damian quickly walked to the bedroom door. He bent down and picked up something crimson from the floor. “This is blood.” He tried the doorknob and found it locked. “That blood? It’s probably just the cat in heat. It’s so messy, I’ll take you to wash your hands.” Chloe said, trying to pull Damian away. “Open the door.” “My dad’s drunk and sleeping in there. We really shouldn’t disturb him.” I took advantage of Dad’s momentary distraction, slipped off my bracelet, and threw it hard against the door. *Clang!* Damian’s brow furrowed even deeper. He stepped back, then kicked the door open with a single powerful blow. And then he saw me, covered in blood, with Dad pinning me down and whipping me with his belt. Damian froze. The entire family froze. Mom quickly stepped forward: “Son-in-law, this is Ava, Chloe’s twin sister.” “Ava? Isn’t she dead?” “She just went missing after falling into the river. We all thought she was dead, but someone saved her. She had amnesia, and only recently recovered her memories and found her way back.” “Then why is she wearing Chloe’s clothes?” Chloe stood in front of Damian: “Well, my sister has always been very envious of me being married to you. So she wanted to experience what it was like to be me. I just lent her my clothes and jewelry to try on.” “And her injuries, and all this blood on the floor? What about that?” “It was Ava. She insisted on playing a ‘switch identities’ game with me. She said she was so envious of my life and wanted to be Mrs. Damian for a few days.” “Of course, I couldn’t agree. Then she just started throwing a fit, and Dad accidentally pushed her, and she fell and hit her head.” Chloe put on a pitiful expression: “We didn’t want you to see such a spectacle, so we just had to lock her in the room.” I desperately shook my head at Damian, struggling to force out a single word: “No!” Chloe blocked me with her body: “Sister, I know you’ve had a hard life away from home these past two years, but that’s no reason for you to be so unreasonable.” “Mom, Dad, my sister’s badly hurt. Hurry and take her to the hospital.” Dad immediately hoisted me up. As I passed by Damian, a burn scar on my arm was exposed. It was a burn I’d gotten accidentally while cooking for Damian. That scar had, at the time, brought us closer. Damian grabbed my arm. “Wait!”

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