My diver husband sent a distress signal from deep underwater, but as the equipment manager, I just pulled the blanket over my head and went back to sleep. In my past life, he broke protocol and took his “first love” diving late at night, just to see the “starry sky” of the ocean floor. The moment their equipment malfunctioned, I dove in to save them without hesitation. Who knew he would let her lock me in a shark cage at the bottom of the ocean? When I finally managed to surface, gasping for air, he was waiting with a squad of police officers, accusing me of sabotage. “I knew you were up to no good sneaking out here in the middle of the night, intentionally damaging the gear! Thank god we caught it in time!” Facing the media cameras, his “first love,” Bella, cried until her eyes were red. “Is my sister really willing to tamper with the oxygen tanks just because she’s jealous of my relationship with Mark?” I saved him and his beloved Bella, yet they framed me, unleashed an internet mob against me, and I ended up taking my own life in prison. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day they planned their secret dive. Mark’s familiar voice rang in my ear. “Babe, you worked so hard staying up late. Once this busy period is over, I’m taking you to Bali.” The memories of my past life flashed before my eyes, and my body involuntarily shuddered. Seeing that I didn’t respond, Mark asked with concern over the phone: “What’s wrong? If you’re sleepy, just take a nap. No one comes into the base at this hour anyway.” I sneered, watching two sneaky figures in the distance. In my last life, I thought he truly cared about me. Instead, he pinned a charge of negligence on me. But it was midnight right now. In my past life, the media arrived the moment the incident happened. How could they have predicted an accident? Unless… Mark had planned it all along? Thinking of what was about to happen, I tried to calm myself and said: “Alright, honey. You get some rest early too.” Hanging up, I put in earplugs, pulled on an eye mask, and buried myself under the covers in the break room. In my past life, my husband took advantage of the empty base tonight to sneak Bella underwater to see the bioluminescent plankton—the “starry sky.” Night diving is extremely risky, and with no lifeguards on duty, it’s strictly forbidden. But just because Bella said she “wanted to see the stars under the sea,” Mark was willing to risk his life to make her wish come true. Not long after they went under, their gear malfunctioned. I dove in to save them without a second thought. Yet, after they were safe, they locked me in the shark observation cage at the bottom. No matter how I begged, they swam toward the surface without looking back. The oxygen in my tank wasn’t enough to last until dawn. In my panic, I found the spare key to the cage hidden in my wetsuit pocket—a stroke of pure luck that let me escape death. Once I surfaced, I rushed to the changing room, planning to confront Mark. But as soon as I changed, he surrounded me with police officers. He glared at me with hatred, as if I weren’t his wife but his mortal enemy. “Luna, how could you be so cruel? I’m your husband! You tampered with the diving equipment trying to kill me and Bella!” “How did I end up marrying a venomous woman like you?” Shocked and angry at his baseless accusations, I desperately denied everything to the police. But then, he produced a security video showing me cutting the oxygen tube on a diving suit. Experts verified the video wasn’t edited; it was real. Bella appeared with a swarm of reporters right on cue. She held up medical reports of injuries and a video of me slapping her, crying her heart out on a live stream, accusing me. She claimed that because I was jealous of her growing up with Mark, I used my position to bully her. She said I often beat her when no one was around. Blinded by rage, I charged at Bella, screaming: “Bella, what nonsense are you spouting? You framed me repeatedly, provoked me on purpose! I only slapped you because I couldn’t take it anymore!” “You need to tell the truth right now, or I won’t let you off!” Bella screamed in feigned terror, acting like a traumatized victim. That sealed it. Everyone believed she was the innocent victim. And I became the petty, malicious abuser. Just like that, I became a pariah. Convicted of attempted murder and assault, I was sentenced to fifteen years. Later, the story somehow reached the prison, and I became the target of beatings and abuse from other inmates. The inhumane life slowly drained my will to appeal. I gradually realized that everything I suffered was a trap set by Mark and Bella long ago. In the end, consumed by despair, I took my own life. Just like in my past life, Mark and Bella ran into trouble less than ten minutes after diving. Chapter 1 The piercing alarm woke up the others at the base. I chose not to dive in to save them, but Mark and Bella were rescued anyway. Compared to my past life, however, they suffered much more this time. When I followed the crowd to the shore, they were collapsed on the sand, gasping for air. Bella’s face was pale as a sheet, her eyes red from nearly drowning. Mark, seeing me standing in the crowd watching the show, immediately stormed over from the beach, pointing a finger in my face and roaring: “Luna, weren’t you on duty tonight? Why didn’t you come to save us immediately?” I glanced at him indifferently and gave a half-hearted explanation: “Sorry, I put in earplugs before sleeping, so I didn’t hear the alarm.” He ignored my explanation, grabbing my wrist and throwing me heavily to the ground. “I think you did it on purpose! Don’t think I don’t know, you planned all of this tonight!” Then, he turned to the others at the base, pointing at me viciously: “As the equipment manager, she intentionally damaged our diving gear, which is why we had an accident ten minutes after going under!” “And she deliberately refused to help, wanting Bella and me to drown!” Everyone looked shocked. Some colleagues who were usually on good terms with me spoke up: “Mark, Luna isn’t that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding.” “Yeah, Mark, you and Luna have always had a good relationship. She has no reason to do this!” Of course, there were doubts too: “Mark is our base’s most experienced diver. If it wasn’t an equipment issue, how could he suddenly have an accident?” “Exactly, Mark has ten years of diving experience and zero errors on his record.” Whispers spread through the crowd. My gaze remained fixed on Mark’s face. I didn’t miss the calculation and triumph hidden beneath his anger. “Setting aside the fact that deliberately damaging diving equipment is a serious crime that would land me in prison,” I said calmly. “You are my husband. I would only want you safe. What benefit do I get if you die? I didn’t buy any life insurance for you!” As I finished speaking, more people started to side with me. Mark’s face darkened, his eyes full of malice. At this moment, Bella, having recovered from her near-death fear, was helped into the center of the crowd. She looked at me hesitantly before speaking: “Luna, we’ve known each other for so many years, and I considered us friends. I shouldn’t be saying this in front of everyone.” “But I never expected you’d try to kill us? Mark is your husband!” “He treats you so well. How could you be so cruel just because you’re jealous of our friendship?” “I will definitely press charges against you!” Mark immediately stood by her side to show his loyalty: “Luna was on duty tonight but neglected her post, almost causing a fatality. I don’t see how she can stay in this industry!” With that, he took out his phone to call the police. “911? I want to report an attempted murder!” Chapter 2 Seeing Mark call the police, the crowd stirred again. “This isn’t the first time Luna has done something like this. This toxic woman should be locked up!” Bella glanced at me, feigning distress but not holding back her words: “Mark and I have been neighbors forever, so we grew up close. His parents are like my godparents.” “You all know Luna has a strong personality, so my godparents don’t like her; they prefer me.” “Because of this, Luna often picks on me. I’ve explained many times that I only see Mark as a brother, but she won’t believe me. Sometimes she even hits me.” “I endured it because I didn’t want to make things hard for Mark, but I didn’t expect Luna to go this far.” Hearing this, the colleagues who had stood by me stepped back. Their eyes filled with the same disdain and anger as in my past life. It felt like history repeating itself. “Luna looks so nice usually. I didn’t know she was like this behind closed doors.” “I never liked her. She’s just arrogant because her family has money! Let’s see how she gets out of this.” “Sigh! You really can’t judge a book by its cover.” Seeing everyone believe them so quickly, Mark and Bella exchanged a secret glance of triumph. I clenched my fists until my nails dug into my palms. The pain kept me lucid, preventing me from drowning in the trauma of the past. Calming myself, I stared straight at the smug pair. “Every dive at the base requires registration and approval. There’s a clear rule: no night diving without special circumstances, and even then, at least two divers must accompany you.” “Mark, why isn’t your name in the logbook?” The crowd, previously busy blaming me, suddenly realized the truth. Mark had violated regulations by diving at night, which nearly caused a major accident. Even if the police came, he wouldn’t look good for breaking the rules. The smug look on Mark’s face twisted for a second. But soon, he smiled faintly. “Bella is the daughter of a shareholder. If she wants to dive, she naturally got approval directly from the owner.” “Stop changing the subject. If I hadn’t reacted quickly today, two people would be dead!” Suddenly, someone shouted: “The police are here!” Following them was a swarm of media and the base owner. Chapter 3 Several uniformed officers and a large group of reporters with microphones and cameras appeared at the base entrance simultaneously. Even though I was mentally prepared, the trauma of the past life’s cyberbullying was deep. Seeing the cameras, my body instinctively trembled. Bella saw this, and her smugness grew. While no one was looking, she whispered in my ear: “Luna, if I were you, I’d confess. Maybe they’ll go easy on you.” I sneered. Did they really think a few videos were enough to convict me? Seeing my silence, Mark pushed me toward the police, acting righteous: “Officers, this woman attempted murder! Arrest her immediately!” Dozens of cameras pointed at my face, but I was calm. “What proof do you have that I damaged the suits? Did you see me do it?” As if expecting this, Mark confidently pulled out his phone and played a surveillance video. In the video, I was holding a small knife, vigorously cutting the oxygen tube of a diving suit. When the video played, the crowd’s shock turned to disgust and anger. Mark, seeing their reaction, couldn’t hide his glee: “Luna, we’re married. I didn’t want it to come to this, but you’ve gone too far!” “If I don’t teach you a lesson now, next time you might actually kill me!” Mark marched up to the owner, pointing at me accusingly. “This woman abused her power for a personal vendetta, publicly damaging equipment and nearly causing a disaster. As an employee, I am ashamed of her!” Mark spoke with confidence in front of the police, completely missing the owner’s darkening face. Especially the young woman behind the owner, who was glaring at him. I smiled, not rushing to stop Mark’s tirade. He didn’t know that this morning, the owner had asked me to mentor his daughter, Chloe, who was interning at the base. The first task I gave her was to organize and inspect the diving gear. So, the only person in the equipment room during the day was the owner’s daughter, Chloe. Mark thought the owner looked mad because of me. He looked at me triumphantly. “Luna, the evidence is here. What else do you have to say?” I chuckled, clapping slowly as I stepped forward. “Officer, I want to report Mark for fabricating evidence and framing me. I have a witness!” Chapter 4 My words were loud and clear, shocking everyone again. Reporters, sensing a scoop, turned their cameras to me. Mark looked surprised, his face alternating between green and white, chest heaving. “Luna, I’ve shown irrefutable evidence, and you still dare claim you’re framed?” “What? Are you saying the person in the video isn’t you, but an imposter?” “Or are you questioning the authenticity of my video! And a witness? Who? Yourself?” “Officer, since she refuses to confess, I’m willing to hand over this video for forensic analysis. I just want justice!” Mark sounded so sure. As the officer took the phone, he patted Mark’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. We won’t wrong a good person, nor let a bad one go.” But the next second, the base owner rushed out and punched Mark in the face. “I am the witness!” “Luna didn’t damage the suits. You ungrateful brat, how dare you spread lies here!” In my past life, the suddenness of the event and the betrayal by my beloved husband left me unable to defend myself calmly. That’s why I was passive. Since my rebirth, I’ve been analyzing every detail, looking for flaws in Mark and Bella’s story. Mark was stunned, holding his face, unable to speak. He had no idea what was happening. But I wasn’t kind enough to explain. Seeing the owner’s face darken further, Mark finally squeezed out: “Boss, don’t be fooled by this woman. She’s a murderer!” I sneered. “Who’s the vicious one here?” “For your own selfish gain, you came up with such a sinister plan to frame me!” “Enough! Stop arguing!” The police shouted. “The truth isn’t determined by your shouting.” “We will investigate thoroughly. If you have more evidence, submit it. Otherwise, shut up!” Mark shut his mouth unwillingly, his face still ugly. Everyone involved was taken to the station, with reporters following the police cars. On the way, I looked at Mark’s angry face, recalling our five years of marriage. Before Bella returned from abroad, we were happy. We commuted together, cooked together. We dreamed of the future, planning to travel the world after retirement. But once Bella appeared, his heart left our home. He started staying out late. Whenever Bella and I had a conflict, he blindly sided with her. I thought if I treated him well, he would wake up and return to me. Instead, they sent me to hell. Mark glared at me viciously, then walked over to Bella. Bella must have told him what I whispered to her. Mark looked even gloomier. He glanced at me several times, each look sending chills down my spine. I don’t know how he comforted Bella. Minutes later, Bella stepped forward, shouting to the police and reporters: “Officer, I want to sue Luna for assault.”

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I secretly kept a cat in my dorm room. Since he was the only male living in a suite full of girls, my roommates jokingly started calling him “Hubby.” Over time, the little guy actually started responding to it. It was funny and cute within our four walls. Until the day he sneaked out, and I found myself running across campus screaming “Hubby!” at the top of my lungs. Chapter 1 I came back from my afternoon lecture to find my three-month-old orange tabby missing. “Girls, Hubby is gone!” I shrieked. The whole suite mobilized, searching every corner of the dorm, but he was nowhere to be found. It was the dead of winter in Boston. All I could think about was my little kitten freezing out there, starving, or worse—getting flattened into a pancake by a shuttle bus. Shame was a luxury I couldn’t afford. I ran around campus, checking every bush and corner, yelling “Hubby!” Students passing by gave me weird looks. I didn’t have time to explain. Then, I looked up and saw a guy holding an orange cat. Tears streaming down my face, I sprinted toward him. “Hubby! I finally found you!” Chapter 2 The guy looked terrified. My roommate, who was trailing behind me, looked like she was watching a reality TV show. “Ethan, is this your… wife?” his friend asked, confused. The guy holding the cat dodged my lunge defensively. “Excuse me? Please calm down.” I frantically waved my hands. “No, no! The cat! The cat is mine. His name is Hubby.” Who names a cat Hubby? Me, apparently. “Look, I know it sounds crazy, but you have to believe me.” To prove it, I looked at the cat and called out, “Hubby!” The orange tabby immediately meowed and leaped into my arms, purring. The misunderstanding was cleared up, but Ethan—that was his name—still gave me a stern lecture. “Pets aren’t allowed in the dorms. You’re violating policy, and honestly, it’s irresponsible to the cat.” I knew that. But I had rescued him from a storm and couldn’t find a foster. My roommates fell in love with him, so we kept him. A gust of wind blew cat hair into my eye. My eyes watered instantly, turning red. Seeing my tears, Ethan’s attitude softened. “Don’t cry… just take your… Hubby back.” Chapter 3 Back in the dorm, I recounted the rescue mission. “Do you think he’ll report you to the RA?” asked Lily, my roommate who always assumed the worst. I thought about Ethan’s handsome face. He looked like a stand-up guy. But then I remembered his cold lecture. Maybe he was a stickler for rules. My roommates suggested I buy him dinner—part thank-you, part bribe. That’s when I realized I forgot to ask for his number. “But I remember his face. I can draw him.” Thank you, Mom, for forcing me into art classes. I sketched a quick portrait and handed it to Jess, our suite’s “networker.” She knew everyone in Student Gov and the Greek system. “Ethan Wright. Computer Science grad student. Known as the ‘Ice Prince’ of the Engineering building.” Jess told me half the posts on the campus confession page were about him. Apparently, getting his contact info was harder than getting into Harvard. Well, I didn’t want his number for romance. I just wanted to keep my cat. Unfortunately, trouble came in pairs. I had to see Ethan again very soon. Chapter 4 In the Resident Director’s office, the bald RD looked at me with disappointment. “Ivy, we just had a meeting about campus conduct. Public displays of drama are discouraged!” “You were running around screaming ‘Hubby’? Do you think this is a soap opera?” I didn’t dare admit Hubby was a cat, or I’d get evicted. So I took the blame for being a dramatic girlfriend. “Bring your boyfriend here. We need to have a talk.” “What? No, no, no. That’s not necessary. I’ll tell him myself!” If I brought Ethan, the jig would be up. If the jig was up, my cat would be homeless. Homeless cat equals cat pancake. Seeing my hesitation, the RD got angrier. “Go get him! Now!” I stood outside Ethan’s lab, pacing. Excuse me, Ethan, can you help me take the blame? Ethan, want to lie to administration with me? He’d have to be crazy to agree. But my mouth had a mind of its own. When he walked out, instead of my rehearsed speech, I blurted out: “Ethan, can you be my Hubby?” His eyes widened. “Are you serious?” I quickly explained the RD situation. “So, you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend and get yelled at by administration?” “Do I look stupid?” “No, no! I’m the stupid one! Please, help a stupid girl out?” I clasped my hands together in prayer. Ethan shook his head and walked away. I couldn’t blame him. Who would do that for a stranger? Chapter 5 I had to keep lying to the RD. I said my boyfriend broke up with me over the incident and that I would be a model student from now on. To sell it, I cried my eyes out in the office before leaving. I thought it was over. I slept like a baby. Until Jess shook me awake the next morning. “Ivy! Your Hubby is here!” I shot up from bed. “What? The cat got out again?” “No, the human Hubby.” Ethan was standing downstairs outside our dorm, looking like a solitary pine tree in the snow. Why was he here? Revenge? To turn me in? I went down trembling, telling my roommates to be ready to rescue me. Ethan looked cold, a hint of suppressed anger in his brow. “Ivy, did I offend you in a past life?”

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I am the sole heiress of the Sterling family empire, but my gender is considered a flaw. Everyone said the three foster sons my father groomed were the true heirs, while I was just a placeholder. They never spared me a glance. I courted Liam Sterling hundreds of times, only to receive his countless looks of disdain. I thought he treated all women with such cold indifference, until I saw him kneel before Lily Blackwood, the chauffeur’s daughter, swearing an oath: “I only agreed to marry her to repay the Sterling family for raising me. Once I take control of the Sterling empire, I will marry you with the grandeur you deserve. As long as Seraphina Sterling doesn’t hurt you, I can give her a few million to live out her days abroad.” “You are the only wife in my heart.” On the eve of the shareholders’ meeting, my father asked me who I would choose. I recalled the evasive gazes of those three men and smiled: “After all, I am the Sterling heiress. Marriage should maximize benefits.” “I choose Alexander Thorne of the capital.” My father frowned: “Alexander was paralyzed in a car accident five years ago. He’s not only wheelchair-bound but also impotent. Are you sure?” Chapter 1 My voice was soft but firm. “In our class, true love is a myth. Since it’s all about profit, naturally, I choose the Thorne family, which offers the greatest benefit.” My father’s expression was grave. “That may be so, but of the three boys I raised for you, did none of them catch your eye?” My father loved my mother deeply, but she died of a sudden brain hemorrhage the year I was born. He couldn’t bear to remarry, yet he couldn’t rest easy leaving the vast Sterling empire solely in the hands of a woman. Following a friend’s advice, my father adopted three orphaned boys. He wrote his will early on: whichever one I chose would help me run the company and suppress the other board members. My father loved me, but that didn’t conflict with his belief that a woman couldn’t hold up the enormous Sterling Corporation alone. I looked at my father. “Although Alexander is paralyzed and impotent, I can use IVF to have his child. He is also the sole heir of the Thorne family. Rather than choosing an orphan to support the Sterling family, it’s better to choose a powerful ally.” My father nodded. “Since the three of them didn’t have the ability to win your heart, there’s no need for them to stay in the Sterling Corporation.” If I merely said it was because Liam didn’t love me and I didn’t want to force him, my father would surely make Liam kneel before me and question what right a foster son had to refuse. I didn’t want my father to use years of kindness to blackmail Liam, nor did I want to force Liam to marry me, creating a resentful couple. Moreover, the words Liam had spoken had thoroughly chilled my heart. Parting ways amicably was already my greatest mercy. As he walked out of the office, my father glanced sideways at Liam. After obediently seeing my father off, Liam turned and frowned at me: “What did you tattle about this time?” His eyes were full of disgust and impatience, as if I had committed some heinous crime. Before I could speak, Chase next to him sneered: “Isn’t it obvious?” “Probably complaining that we three didn’t include her or pamper her.” The remaining one, Noah, also looked disdainful. “I say, Miss Sterling, the old days are gone. Do you still think having some money makes you a princess everyone must revolve around?” The three of them united against a common enemy, using sharp words to sting me. I was baffled. “If none of you want to marry me, why did no one ever tell my father?” Although my father intended to groom them as potential husbands, he never forced it. As long as they said no, my father would immediately prepare a sum of money to send them abroad to live freely. In the end, they just couldn’t let go of the wealth behind the Sterling name. Noah, the most hot-tempered one, clicked his tongue impatiently: “That sounds nice, but you know we’re living under your roof. We’re just dogs raised by the Sterling family. What right do we have to refuse?” Liam looked at me with a grim expression. “If you want to choose me, then choose me. I just hope you won’t make things difficult for the other two in the future.” Hearing this, Noah and Chase were instantly moved. Seeing Liam’s expression of self-sacrifice, I only felt immense bitterness in my heart. Before I could say anything, Lily suddenly appeared. Seeing me, she acted frightened and hid behind Liam. Liam instinctively blocked Lily. “She didn’t do anything. Just let her go today.” I looked at them in confusion, only to find that the three who were supposed to protect me were all shielding Lily, afraid I would bully her. Chapter 2 Five years ago, when Lily first came to the Sterling estate, she gave me a hair clip. I gifted her a bracelet worth a hundred thousand dollars in return as a welcome gift. Unexpectedly, just as I opened the pastry box, Liam snatched it away. He scolded angrily, “You want to snatch the keepsake Lily’s mother left her too?” I looked at Lily in confusion, wanting her to explain that she gave it to me voluntarily. But Lily suddenly knelt down, weeping like a pear blossom bathed in rain. “It wasn’t the Young Miss who snatched it; I gave it to her voluntarily.” “The Young Miss is very good to me. She even gave me a bracelet. I really don’t feel wronged.” She kowtowed to me repeatedly. This scene made the three boys red-eyed, reminding them of their own foster status. They questioned me righteously: “Even if you are the Sterling family heiress, you have no right to force someone to give you their mother’s keepsake, right?” “Although the hair clip isn’t worth much money, its meaning is far beyond this bracelet worth a few tens of thousands. Give the hair clip back to Lily immediately!” “Truly as domineering as ever, only caring about your own happiness regardless of others’ lives.” My face changed instantly, but thinking there might be a misunderstanding, I thought clearing it up would be fine. Suppressing my anger, I handed the hair clip to Lily, but she didn’t catch it firmly. The hair clip shattered instantly. She bit her lip and shouted at me: “Since the Young Miss would rather destroy it than return it to me, why put on an act?” Liam, who always hated seeing the poor bullied, immediately threatened with a cold face: “Apologize to Lily right now, or don’t blame me for breaking the engagement!” At that time, I had already confessed to Liam, saying I wouldn’t marry anyone but him. Liam used this as leverage to force me to bow to Lily. I was too young then and dared not risk losing my beloved to defend myself. I could only lower my head and apologize with red eyes. But this apology lasted for a full five years. Since then, whenever Lily saw me, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. She would either suddenly kneel or burst into tears. But I did nothing… I looked at Liam coldly: “If you’re really afraid I’ll bully Lily, just tie her to your belt at all times.” It was clearly a sarcastic remark, but Liam frowned and said: “Are you threatening me? What do you want to do to Lily?” Noah clapped his hands and pointed at me. “Is it because we three gave the ‘Ocean of Stars’ to Lily, and you’re planning to use that as an excuse to bully her?” Chase looked at me with cold eyes. “You have everything, but no one ever celebrated Lily’s birthday. It’s just an ‘Ocean of Stars.’ Is it necessary to hold onto it?” My eyes turned cold. “‘Ocean of Stars’?” The “Ocean of Stars” was an underground aquarium that had been under construction since my birth. In the southeast, there was a piece of top-tier imperial green jade. Through the shimmering seawater, it refracted beauty like a cosmic galaxy. It was nearing completion half a year ago. My father entrusted the finishing work to Liam, making him responsible for presenting the “Ocean of Stars” to me at my birthday party in a month. But now, this gift that belonged to me had become Lily’s. My gaze fell on Liam. He was in charge of the final stages of this project. Without his approval, no one could enter the unopened aquarium. Liam looked a bit guilty under my gaze and turned his head angrily: “Lily has always lived in the countryside, busy making a living, and never properly seen the stars. I just wanted to fulfill one of her wishes. Besides, doesn’t the ownership of the aquarium still belong to you?” “Stop being unreasonable. At worst, I’ll announce our engagement at your birthday party in a month. Are you satisfied now?” Seeing Liam’s charitable expression, I almost thought I was the adopted one. But no one present realized anything was wrong. Instead, they all felt it was unworthy for Liam. “Why make such a big sacrifice? Seraphina is willful, capricious, and vicious. Marrying her is worse than becoming a monk.” “I’m afraid Seraphina will be so happy she won’t know north from south. Her long-cherished wish is finally coming true.” “Boohoo, Brother Liam, please don’t ruin your life’s happiness for me. I’ll kneel and kowtow to Sister Seraphina. I’ll be her slave; I’ll do anything…” My throat was dry as I spat out a sentence: “I won’t marry you.” Liam raised an eyebrow in surprise and suspicion. Noah and Chase looked at each other, terrified I would say I wanted to marry them. Being so despised by the three I grew up with, I was afraid I would cry if I didn’t leave immediately. I turned to leave but was grabbed by the wrist by Lily. Her eyes were red, and she knelt to me again: “Please don’t make things difficult for Brother Liam. The three of them were adopted by your Sterling family and are inherently inferior. If you are angry because they gave the ‘Ocean of Stars’ to me and want to complain to Uncle Sterling, I am willing to apologize to you with my forehead.” She started kowtowing bang bang bang, and soon her forehead was red and bleeding. Liam helped her up from the ground with heartache, turning to glare at me: “You say you won’t marry me, then have the guts not to choose me when the time comes! What kind of skill is it to retreat in order to advance and make things difficult for Lily?!” “Don’t you just want to take the opportunity to complain and force Lily away?” I looked at Liam coldly. “I don’t understand what you’re saying, but rest assured, I will absolutely not choose you as my husband.” I thought Liam would let it go at that, but unexpectedly, he grabbed my hand: “If you don’t choose me, who will you choose? Chase or Noah?” “Noah loves art and wants to go abroad for further studies. Chase yearns for freedom. Is harming one of me not enough? Do you want to attack them too?” Liam took a deep breath. “As long as you promise not to make things difficult for Lily from now on, I can marry you. Stop making a fuss, okay?” His eyes were full of exhaustion, as if he had been tortured by me for a long time. I looked deeply at Liam. “Everything will be as you wish.” He was afraid I would bully Lily, and even more unwilling to marry me. When I married Alexander Thorne, all his worries would be solved. Chapter 3 I hadn’t sought out Liam for a while, until the day of the birthday party, when he appeared with a cold face. Chase and Noah followed behind him, looking unhappy. I frowned at my assistant. I had clearly said the engagement partner to be announced today wasn’t them, so there was no need to invite them. But the assistant shook her head frantically, with a look that said, “I didn’t know; they came on their own.” I sighed helplessly, preparing to pretend I hadn’t seen anything. The guests below were warmer than me, greeting the three of them one after another. “Young Master Liam is truly young and promising. The project you secured last month must have generated millions in revenue, right? No wonder Miss Sterling is devoted only to you.” But I was the one who negotiated that project; Liam just went to sign. “Young Master Noah has a bad temper but hates evil as if it were his enemy. Miss Sterling surely won’t be wronged following you.” I sneered inwardly. The one who bullied me the most happened to be Noah. He viewed me as a viper, wishing he could execute me on the spot. “Young Master Chase is also a handsome talent. Miss Sterling choosing you isn’t wrong either. Anyway, please take care of us in the future.” The three of them were like fish in water at my birthday party, acting like the hosts. I frowned, wanting to stop this farce, but the three of them looked down at their phones simultaneously. Before I could react, Noah’s face changed first. He rushed to me in a few steps and slapped me. My head spun from the hit, and I almost fell to the ground. Everyone was frightened by this scene, dodging away, afraid to cause trouble. Liam clenched his hands into fists, stopped Noah who wanted to strike again, and turned to look at me with gritted teeth: “We have already come here like goods for you to choose from. What are you still dissatisfied with?” “Do you have to drive Lily to death?” I was baffled. Seeing my expression, Chase felt even more disdain in his heart. “You took advantage of our absence from Lily’s side and dared to hire someone to kidnap her. I tell you, you won’t get your way!” As soon as this sentence came out, I immediately understood that Lily was playing tricks again. The guests present were either my father’s friends or business partners. I was slapped in front of them, yet no one stopped it. My heart sank. Presumably, they believed the Sterling family wouldn’t fall into my hands, so they dared not easily offend the three of them. I covered my face and looked at Noah with cold eyes. “Apologize!” Noah glanced at my red eyes and spoke sarcastically: “Lily almost lost her purity. What do you have to feel aggrieved about just being slapped?” “Boohoo~” Lily ran in crying, her dress tattered, making people suspect if she had encountered something. Liam quickly took off his suit jacket and draped it over Lily, turning to look at me with disgust: “You truly are as scheming as ever. I will absolutely not marry a woman like you!” Chase, who was usually quiet, stood in front of Lily with a cold face: “Your mother couldn’t give birth to a boy to inherit the family business, so she tried every means to bring us three back as tools. We have accepted our fate, but I didn’t expect you to be insatiable.” “Since that’s the case, there’s no need to maintain this superficial peace.” He turned and left, not caring about the Sterling family’s face at all. Before leaving, Liam arrogantly dropped a sentence: “I will marry you, but you will just be a decoration in the future. If you want me to protect the Sterling family’s assets, you must behave yourself.” I laughed. Had they forgotten? Without me, the Sterling family wouldn’t have adopted them. Seeing the three of them about to leave, someone finally wanted to stop them. But I shouted with a cold face: “Let them go!” Lily glared at me provocatively, as if she had won the whole world. I stood there without saying a word until the assistant said anxiously: “What should we do? All three of them left. Who should you choose?” Other guests also frowned. “As a woman, she has to marry sooner or later. If the three foster husbands who know her well don’t want her, who else can she marry?” I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, smiling as I raised my red wine glass to toast everyone: “Guests, presumably everyone knows that today, besides being my birthday party, is also my engagement party.” A cold, handsome face appeared on the huge projection screen. Everyone gasped. “Isn’t that Alexander Thorne of the Thorne family in the capital?!”

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I was the “White Moonlight”—the unforgettable first love—of a wealthy dynasty. Four years after my death, I was resurrected. But by then, my replacement had already climbed to the top. Wearing a face identical to mine, she smirked at me with triumphant arrogance. “Everything you had is mine now. You’re too late.” What she didn’t know is the true power of a White Moonlight: The moment I appear, everyone abandons their principles and runs back to me. Chapter 1 “Mom, I’m home.” I pushed open the heavy oak doors of the Sterling estate with ease, smiling brightly at the woman sitting on the sofa. Just like every time I used to come home from school. Ordinary. Routine. Crash. The teacup in her hand smashed onto the floor, the sound muffled by the thick Persian rug. Her response was a scream that sounded like it tore her throat apart. “Serena! My Serena is back!” I am Serena Sterling, the eldest daughter of the Sterling empire. I died of heart failure. But on the brink of death, I was bound by a “Quick Transmigration System.” That’s when I learned the truth: I was just the early-dying “White Moonlight” in a novel about a substitute lover. The real protagonist was a body double who looked 90% like me. Because of her face, she would transcend her social class, catch the eye of the elite, and become the darling of the Sterling family. My parents would adopt her. My childhood sweetheart would fall in love with her. My little brother would obey her every command. She would gain everyone’s love. But all of this was based on one premise: I had to be dead. So when the System asked if I wanted to complete missions to earn a resurrection in my original world, I agreed without hesitation. Why should my life be a stepping stone for someone else? Why should my tragic death be the starting point of her happiness? So, I came back. “Mom, it’s me. I’m back.” My mother’s embrace was as warm as I remembered, but tight to the point of suffocation, as if she feared I would vanish if she let go. I sighed and gently patted her thin back, comforting her. The System had altered memories. Instead of dying in the hospital four years ago, the world now believed I went missing in a shipwreck. She thought she had been searching for me, day after day, year after year. And now, the lost was found. But this tearful reunion didn’t last long. A commotion at the door interrupted us. Chapter 2 “Mom! Look what we bought for you!” A voice, sugary sweet and unfamiliar, rang out before the person even appeared. A girl ran in first, carrying a box of pastries. A moment later, a voice I knew better than my own followed, filled with indulgence. “Slow down, don’t run.” Just one sentence, and I knew who it was. My childhood sweetheart, Julian Thorne. “Mom? Do we have guests? Why are you crying?” That was my little brother, Leo Sterling. He walked in as he spoke, but my back was turned to him, so he didn’t recognize me. He only saw our mother hugging a stranger and crying. He paused, confused. I felt my mother’s grip tighten. Her eyes were red, her lips trembling, trying to speak but choked by tears. “Mom, stop crying. What’s wrong? Who is this?” “Ouch, Julian, why did you pinch me? That hurts!” The sweet voice spoke again, this time with a whining, coquettish tone. Julian seemed to sense something. His burning gaze bored into my back. He ignored the girl’s complaint. His Adam’s apple bobbed as if trying to force out a name that had been familiar yet foreign for so long. “Why are you all acting so weird? The security guard at the gate said I already came home once today. So strange.” The girl muttered, looking from my crying mother to my silent brother, and finally to Julian, whose emotions were clearly volatile. Finally, her gaze landed on me. A bad premonition rose in her heart. As if to confirm her fears, I pulled away from my mother’s arms, turned around, and looked at them. “Leo. Julian. Long time no see.” Chapter 3 “Serena…” Julian’s voice trembled almost imperceptibly. Leo, however, had no filter. “Serena Sterling! You dare come back?! Where the hell have you been all these years? Do you know I really thought you were dead! How dare you! How dare you…” At eighteen, he wasn’t exactly composed. He spoke through gritted teeth, but his eyes were terrifyingly red, and tears fell one after another uncontrollably. I patted his shoulder guiltily. “Leo, you’ve grown up.” Back then, he was just a fourteen-year-old brat. In the blink of an eye, he was a man. He finally broke down, burying his head on my shoulder, sobbing softly. “Sis, I missed you so much.” While we were caught up in the joy and sorrow of reunion, the pastry box crashed to the floor. Only then did everyone notice the girl standing at the door, who hadn’t made a sound. I looked at her. That face, so highly similar to mine, had lost all color. She looked terribly pathetic. We sat together for a dinner filled with hidden currents. The table was full of my favorite dishes. Mom kept piling food onto my plate. Leo peeled shrimp for me without being asked. When Julian subconsciously put a piece of sweet and sour ribs—my favorite—into Chloe’s bowl, everyone froze. “Thank you,” Chloe said calmly, clenching her palm. It was the first time she had spoken since realizing who I was. “Mmh,” Julian paused, giving a faint response. I ignored the undercurrents at the table and ate calmly. “Your room hasn’t changed. I cleaned it myself every day. Go rest after eating. The doctor will come check on you later. Your dad comes back tomorrow.” Mom rambled on with her worries, and I agreed to everything. They didn’t say much about Chloe, but I wasn’t panicked. That’s the confidence of being loved. However, I didn’t expect that even if I didn’t go looking for trouble, trouble would come knocking. Late at night, there was a knock on my door. Chapter 4 I opened the door to see Chloe’s familiar face. She stood there holding a glass of milk. I raised an eyebrow at her, surprised. I thought she was here to smooth things over. But unexpectedly, she dropped the silence she held at dinner and wore a sneer on her face. “You died once, why did you have to come back? Do you think you can compete with me?” “I’ve spent four years conquering them. Except for this room, everything you owned is mine now. You’re too late, understand?” Conquering? That’s a familiar term. Before I could react, she splashed the milk onto her own face, screamed, and threw herself to the ground. The glass shattered with a crisp sound. She wept like a pear blossom bathed in rain. “Sister, I’m sorry! I just wanted to be nice, I didn’t mean any harm!” How long has it been since I experienced such a low-level frame-up? For a moment, I actually found it funny. I looked coldly at the girl on the floor. She was wearing thin clothes, milk dripping from her face and hair, eyes red, looking at me with fear and horror. In short, pitiful enough to break anyone’s heart. Actually, I wasn’t keen on fighting with Chloe. Whatever the reason, she was the one who comforted my family these past years. I didn’t have much malice toward her. I just wanted her to back off on her own. But her hostility toward me was clearly significant. Noise at night always attracts attention, especially on a day like this when no one in the house could sleep. So when Chloe screamed, several other doors opened one after another.

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I am the most famous simp in Hollywood. But I’m the successful kind. I actually married the Movie King. Then one day, I woke up and realized I was the villainous ex-husband in a BL (Boys’ Love) novel. The plot? I’m the disposable antagonist who forces the male lead (my husband) into marriage while his true love is abroad, uses dirty tricks to keep him, and eventually dies a horrible death. Right now, I’m filming a live-streamed reality show about celebrity couples traveling together. Someone jokingly asked, “So, Ethan, what’s the one thing you want to do most right now on this beautiful beach?” I looked straight into the camera and said: “Get a divorce.” The internet exploded. Chapter 1 The room went dead silent. The live chat scrolling across the screen went berserk. Because just moments ago, I was still Ethan Vance, the number one simp for my husband, the award-winning actor Leo Sterling. And now, I was the one asking for a divorce. [Is Ethan crazy?] [What’s wrong with him this morning? Why bring up divorce out of nowhere?] [He’s just chasing clout again. LMAO, Ethan can’t live a day without drama.] [He was practically worshipping the ground Leo walked on yesterday. Divorce? I don’t buy it.] [Probably acting out again. Where does a D-list celebrity get the nerve?] [Hey, haters are still fans, right?~] Chapter 2 The comments were flying by too fast to read. “Oh, I get it! You mean ‘divorce’ from your exhaustion, right? Because we have that street interview challenge coming up!” another guest quickly tried to save the situation. I smiled and shook my head. “No, I mean…” Suddenly, a hand grabbed the back of my head and spun me around. The next second, warm lips crashed onto mine. The other guests started cheering and whistling. “Whoa!~” The production team took the cue and cut the live feed. I shoved the person away and, without thinking, slapped him across the face. Smack. Crisp and loud. After a gasp from the room, everyone cleared out, leaving just me and Leo in the massive living room. Chapter 3 Leo frowned slightly, his tone turning cold. “What’s wrong with you?” I pushed my messy black hair back from my forehead and unbuttoned the top button of my shirt that was choking me. The rage in my chest was bubbling up to my throat. Because just now, I hit my head. And suddenly, a flood of memories poured in. I live in a BL novel, and I’m the vicious male side character! With my brain overloaded with plot points, I was incredibly irritable. “What? I’m done pretending.” I sat down and crossed my legs, foot shaking. “You didn’t really think I was some pure, innocent angel, did you? Hilarious. I’m tired of acting.” I stared at Leo, waiting for his shocked expression. Unexpectedly, he remained expressionless and just said, “Okay. Then don’t pretend. Put your leg down, crossing them is bad for your knees.” My bouncing leg stopped. I put it down. It felt like punching cotton. Unsatisfying. It made me look like I was throwing a tantrum for no reason. Leo lowered his eyes and buttoned my shirt back up. His warm breath hit my face. In the end, I didn’t push him away. “Come on, let’s go record,” Leo said, taking my hand and leading me out. That’s Leo for you. He makes it impossible to stay angry. Chapter 4 Leo and I met at my 18th birthday party. Back then, I was a spoiled trust fund baby cruising on my family’s money. Leo was already a name in Hollywood. Debuted at 17, Best Actor at 20, Grand Slam winner at 25. A smooth ride to the top. In just seven years, he became the hottest A-lister in the industry. His flawless face and acting made even top directors sigh, “Born to be an actor.” But Leo was cold. He rarely took gigs outside of acting and had zero scandals. So, I plotted. I researched what he liked to eat, what he wore, and his type. The result: Cool, innocent, cute. I looked at my emo goth outfit and red hair. I decided to change on the spot. Two months later, I was wearing white shirts, smiling shyly, and had dyed my hair back to black. I hovered around Leo for six months before I caught his eye, then subtly seduced him for another year before we finally got together. Married for over two years, I was still obsessed with his face. Although he was cold, I always thought that since he agreed to be with me, he must have some feelings for me. Now you’re telling me he was forced to be with me and would dump me for his “White Moonlight” (first love)? Suddenly, all those times my enthusiasm met his cold shoulder made perfect sense. Chapter 5 Before I could process it all, Leo dragged me in front of the cameras. My rage had subsided; filming was the priority. To chase Leo, I ignored my family’s objections and dove into showbiz. My dad was so mad he still hasn’t spoken to me. He even threatened to kick out anyone in the family who dared to help me. Living is about proving people wrong, right? So I fought my way to this position on my own and gained quite a few fans. For the fans, I couldn’t just walk off set. Leo handed me a bottle of water and went to talk to the director. A figure sneaked up to me and whispered, “Ethan, what happened?” It was Luke, a guest on the show. A washed-up idol, but his husband is a top-tier star. Rumor has it they debuted on the same show. This reality show is their first public appearance as a couple. Luke looked silly. I looked at his husband, Gabe. Yep, the smiling tiger was staring right at me. With pity, I ruffled Luke’s hair. “Nothing. You just worry about yourself.” If you don’t go back soon, your husband’s going to think you’re cheating on him.

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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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