In this second chance at life, I vowed to stay far away from Noah Everett. When he suddenly started working at my company, I handed in my resignation that very day. When he bought an apartment in my complex, I quickly moved out. When he decided to take over his family business and stay in the country, I immediately applied for a transfer to an overseas branch. In my previous life, I had forced him to marry me by using my pregnancy as leverage. But on our wedding day, his first love, Coco Ellis, returned. Seeing him and me in the middle of our wedding ceremony, she turned and jumped off the rooftop. Noah pretended nothing happened and carried on with our wedding as if everything was normal. On our wedding anniversary, he suggested taking me and our daughter bungee jumping to celebrate. However, he cut our safety ropes with his own hands, causing our immediate deaths. After we died, I heard him sneer at my corpse. “If it weren’t for you, would Coco have committed suicide?” “Now, you should go to hell and apologize to her!” When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the night I forced him to marry me with my pregnancy. “I’m sorry, Ms. Johnson, but without an invitation, you cannot enter,” the security guard blocked me, his eyes filled with coldness. This launch event had been meticulously arranged for Noah by my parents, who had exhausted their connections and finances, yet I wasn’t invited. But at this moment, a wave of wild joy surged through me, because just seconds ago, I had been reborn, returning to this night that changed my destiny. In terms of both status and wealth, the Johnson family far surpassed the Everett family. In my previous life, I was like someone under a spell—even knowing his heart belonged only to Coco, I never gave up. Noah’s parents naturally welcomed our relationship. As soon as Coco went abroad, they eagerly arranged our engagement. But Noah was always ice-cold toward me. The security guard, long accustomed to seeing me rejected, showed no respect and sarcastically remarked, “Ms. Johnson, why subject yourself to this humiliation?” Guests with invitations, dressed in their finest, entered the venue one by one. They recognized me and whispered among themselves. In my previous life, I was also blocked at the door like this. Wearing a haute couture dress, I shivered in the cold wind, enduring contemptuous looks and mockery. Finally, I fainted from exhaustion and was taken to the hospital, where they discovered I was pregnant. Noah appeared furious on the spot. In contrast, his mother, Patricia Everett, was overjoyed and immediately announced our wedding would take place in a month. Unexpectedly, on our wedding day, Coco suddenly returned to the country. Witnessing Noah marrying me, she jumped from the rooftop in tears. But Noah carried on with our wedding as if nothing had happened. After we married, our child was born, and we seemed like a happy family. I naively thought everything was behind us and that we would be the happiest family until our wedding anniversary, when he excitedly took us bungee jumping to celebrate. At that time, I was overjoyed and completely off guard. However, the moment my daughter and I jumped, Noah cut our safety ropes from behind. As I was dying, I heard him say through gritted teeth, “If it weren’t for you forcing me to marry you with your pregnancy, would Coco have died?” “Do you deserve to bear my child? Every Christmas these past years, seeing you two made me sick!” “Go to hell and apologize to Coco!” Only then did I understand that everything that happened during those Christmases was fake, and Noah had always blamed me and our daughter for Coco’s death. Even after my death, he didn’t spare my parents. After using up their resources, Noah betrayed them, causing my family’s downfall. In this life, I only want to stay away from Noah and protect myself and my family.
As I turned to leave, the security guard’s face was filled with disbelief. He muttered under his breath behind me, “This woman is just leaving like that?” I sat in my car with a helpless smile. Everyone in Atlanta’s high society knew about my obsession with Noah. I stayed up late helping him develop his products. For promotion and marketing, I even found all the models for him. All Noah had to do was reap the benefits. He had told me more than once that his family’s roots in Atlanta were still shallow and needed more support. So I used all my family’s resources to help Noah, but at the celebration party, he didn’t even mention my name. Instead, he thanked some unknown internet celebrity, Coco Ellis, with tears in his eyes. He even replaced all his product spokespersons with her without consulting me. When I asked Noah about it, he just smiled carelessly and said, “Coco is hardworking and ambitious. Why can’t we give her a chance?” I found it ridiculous and thought, “Could she really rise to prominence just through hard work and ambition?” It wasn’t until their interactions became more frequent that I had someone investigate. It turned out Coco was the girl Noah had loved but couldn’t have during Christmas in his youth. When Coco suffered from cyberbullying, Noah didn’t hesitate to use all company resources to back her up. I raised questions, but he slapped me hard across the face in front of everyone at the spaghetti dinner. “Coco is an employee of our company. Who are you to tell me what to do? “She’s so pure and kind. Would you heartlessly watch her being bullied?” In reality, however, Coco had privately met with men who spent money on her, but one man’s wife discovered it and took revenge on her. I really didn’t want to go through another life wrapped in lies. I had just arrived at the hospital to schedule surgery when I looked up to see Noah carefully helping Coco walk in. They exchanged smiles, clearly a perfect couple. The moment my eyes met Noah’s, I couldn’t help but tremble. The excruciating pain of my fatal fall in my previous life came rushing back like a tidal wave. Seeing me, the smile in Noah’s eyes instantly vanished, replaced by malice. Coco timidly said, with a flash of cunning in her eyes, “Vivian, don’t misunderstand. The stage suddenly collapsed today, and I accidentally fell, so Mr. Everett brought me to the hospital.” She deliberately lifted her skirt, revealing a moderate bruise on her ankle. Then, she tugged at Noah’s sleeve pitifully, adding, “Please don’t blame Vivian. I’m sure she didn’t mean it.” Sure enough, Noah instantly flew into a rage, rushing over to grab my throat. “If it weren’t for you, how would Coco have gotten hurt?” He hadn’t invited me to the launch event, but I had personally arranged all the decorations. Now that there was an accident, even though I wasn’t present, he wanted to hold me responsible. Seeing my face turn red, Noah smiled smugly. When he caught sight of the obstetrics and gynecology sign, he sneered, “Vivian, are you trying to use pregnancy as a despicable means to force me to marry you?” He immediately let go, and I fell heavily to the ground. “If you really are pregnant, just give it up. Don’t force me to do something.” “Are you even worthy of bearing my child?” With that, he left, tightly holding Coco’s hand. I trembled all over, suddenly feeling a warm flow of blood between my legs. A passing nurse caught sight of me and shouted in panic, “Someone help! Come help me!”
When I woke up, I saw my mother’s face filled with anxiety. Touching my abdomen, I found it flat as before, as if Christian’s little baby had never existed. Memories came flooding back like a tide. In my previous life, my daughter was born weak and sickly, spending a full three months in an incubator. During the most critical time, doctors even issued a critical condition notice. I spared no expense bringing in top specialists from abroad and kept vigil outside the hospital room day and night. In contrast, the only time Noah came to the hospital, he just frowned and said, “Why don’t we give up? Both we and the baby are suffering.” Ironically, I was naive enough to believe he was thinking of me. But if he didn’t love me, why should I bring my child into this world to suffer? “Vivian, the doctor just said…” my mother hesitated, afraid of upsetting me in my weakened state. “Mom, I’m fine,” I gently squeezed her hand. “I want to break off my engagement with Noah.” During my days in the hospital, Noah hadn’t visited me once, so my mother naturally understood everything. She said through gritted teeth, “Does the Everett family no longer want to develop in Atlanta? How dare they treat you like this?” With that, my mother pulled out her phone. “Remember all those projects we gave to the Everett family? Put them all up for rebidding!” After hanging up, my mother stroked my face tenderly. “Sweetheart, I’ll never arrange such an unreliable marriage for you again. From now on, you can do whatever you want!” On the day of my discharge, Noah suddenly appeared at the hospital entrance. He leaned against his car, his face dark with anger. “Vivian, you’re really something. You made a mistake, but you shamelessly had your family rebid all our projects. “Do you think I can’t survive without the Johnson family or you?” Just then, an elegantly made-up middle-aged woman stepped out of the car. Seeing the situation, she angrily tapped Noah’s shoulder. “Vivian, don’t listen to his nonsense! He’s still angry with you. I apologize on his behalf.” She gracefully walked to my side and warmly took my hand. “We’re about to become family. You don’t need to be so distant. “In the future, both the Johnson and Everett families will belong to you and Noah!” However, my mother stepped in front of me and said, “Mrs. Patricia Everett, I don’t think that’s necessary. Vivian isn’t good enough for your son. “When Vivian was hospitalized, I never saw him visit. Now that I’ve withdrawn all your projects, you’re rushing over in a panic. “My daughter even…” “Mom, there’s no need to waste words on them,” I quickly interrupted before she could mention my pregnancy. Noah looked even more furious and had the audacity to mock me in front of my mother, “Fine. Vivian, since you’re so heartless, don’t come begging me later!” Patricia was so anxious she stamped her foot, but Noah forcibly pulled her back into the car. My mother was shaking with anger. “I must have been blind to think he was a good man!” I quickly moved to comfort her. Noah had always thought highly of himself, believing my family invested in him and gave him projects because of his abilities. Now, we would let this pampered young man, who had never truly experienced business competition, feel the harsh reality. I had just turned on the TV when Noah’s familiar face appeared on screen, flashing under the bright lights. “Mr. Everett, is Ms. Ellis your newly signed spokesperson? I’ve heard she’s just an unknown internet celebrity, yet she’s receiving strong support from the Everett Group. Is there any special reason for this?” Since our unpleasant parting at the hospital, Noah had been making high-profile appearances with Coco everywhere. He gave the camera a meaningful smile. “Although Coco is relatively inexperienced, I hope everyone will pay attention to her efforts and potential. She’s worked hard on her own, unlike certain girls who were born into nobility.” As he finished, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. I clearly understood the hidden meaning in his words. As soon as their program ended, Noah’s friend eagerly updated his Instagram: [Noah and Coco are such a perfect match! He finally dumped that woman!] Since our families’ arranged marriage, my parents had poured resources into supporting Noah. Now that the Everett family was gradually growing, his friends immediately began exaggeratedly sucking up to him. My phone suddenly rang—it was security calling. “Ms. Johnson, there’s a woman claiming to be an internet celebrity who wants to use your apartment for a photoshoot, and she has a key card.” The downtown penthouse was the wedding home my parents had prepared for us, so I had given Noah a key card. “Kick her out.” Just as I finished speaking, a shrill scream came from the other end of the line. “This is my boyfriend’s apartment. What right do you have to stop me? You’ll regret this!” Not long after, Noah called me. He angrily said, “Coco just wanted to borrow our apartment for an ad shoot. Why did you have security block her? Tell them to back off before I lose my temper!” I coldly laughed, “This is my apartment. What does it have to do with you? It’s perfectly normal for security to keep strangers out. If she doesn’t leave, I’ll call the police!” Without waiting for his response, I hung up. Then, I immediately handed my apartment over to a real estate agent. Units in that building were scarce, and within days I sold it at a premium. Later, the agent quietly told me someone had bought an apartment in the building next to mine. Without prying further, he simply said, “I heard the buyer’s last name is Everett…” I knew very well that apartment was stigmatized property, with an incident occurring right after I sold mine. It sold for only a third of what my apartment went for. Even so, Noah had to sell several smaller properties to barely scrape together enough money. Coco couldn’t wait to show off during her livestream, displaying the river view from every angle. “This is the luxury riverside apartment my boyfriend bought. Everyone’s welcome to visit!” Comments flooded the screen. [Isn’t this the apartment where that incident happened a few days ago?] [That’s right! I saw on the news that a man stabbed his wife to death there! So scary!] Coco’s face instantly turned pale as she frantically shut down the livestream. The day I went to the company to process my resignation, Noah cornered me in the break room. Back then, to be closer to him, I had concealed my identity and joined his company, starting from the most basic position. He never appreciated me, only assigning me the most tedious tasks. “I heard from HR that you’re resigning.” I put down my files and responded without looking up, “I want a change of jobs.” He clearly hadn’t expected this attitude from me, and there was underlying anger in his voice. “Vivian, when will you stop? When I went to our wedding apartment, a stranger opened the door! You sold the penthouse without telling me?” I looked up and calmly said, “Didn’t you say you were sick of me? Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m staying away from you now?” He sneered, “I didn’t make an issue when you unilaterally pulled all our collaborative projects. Now you’re quietly resigning? Have you forgotten how you used to follow me around like a dog? What trick are you trying to pull now? Listen, Vivian, playing hard to get won’t work on me!” Ignoring him, I picked up my box and walked straight out. Then, a paper suddenly slipped from the box. Noah bent down to pick it up. Suddenly, his face turned pale, and his voice began to shake. “Vivian, are you pregnant?”
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