Se connecterThe first thing I did when I came back to life was to pawn off my engagement to the Don of the Schroder family, Edmund, on my stepsister. In my last life, he used the "family rules" to make me give up the one thing I loved—racing. He threw out all my colorful dresses and turned me into his canary in a gilded cage. I died, suffocated and hopeless. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the marriage contract was to be signed. I quietly switched my name with my stepsister Laura's and let Edmund sign the papers. He didn't forget to warn me, "Stay out of trouble. Our wedding is in three days. Be a good girl and wait for me to come get you." But he had no idea I'd already bought a fake ID and passport. In three days, I'd be gone. I'd be free.
Voir plusThree months later, Victor and I had a grand wedding in Provence.Surrounded by a sea of flowers, I stood in a white wedding dress as Victor made his vows before the priest."I promise to give all my love and loyalty to my wife, until the last day of my life."The sun was perfect, the breeze was gentle. Everything was beautiful.As for Edmund, I'd occasionally hear news about him online.He never left Chicago again, turning himself into a ruthless work machine. He became colder and more aggressive than ever, as if trying to numb himself with an endless war for territory.The Schroder family's power and influence expanded rapidly, but so did the dangers.During a turf war with a rival family, he led the charge himself.A bullet hit his spine. He survived, but he would be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.When I heard the news, I was watching a movie in Victor's arms.My expression didn't change. I just said, "Oh. I see."As for Laura, Edmund did keep his promise.She was kept in
My words struck him like a physical blow. His face went ashen."No... it's not like that..." Edmund's voice was broken. "I love you. I really do..."But even he couldn't convince himself with such a weak defense.He wanted to run, to escape my cold gaze, to escape the irrefutable truth.But I wasn't going to let him cling to any false hope. I slowly pulled off my right glove."Look, Edmund."He looked. When he saw the ugly scar on the palm of my right hand, his pupils contracted.It was a surgical scar, two inches long, a stark, jagged line against my fair skin."What... what is that...""It's from when the bookshelf fell on me," I said flatly. "The doctor said if I'd gotten to the hospital half an hour later, I could have lost this hand for good."The color drained completely from Edmund's face. He reached out a trembling hand to touch it, then flinched back."Do you know how much pain I was in?" I gave a slight, bitter smile. "I begged you to take me to the hospital. Do you remember
(Alessia’s POV)I didn't expect Victor to propose so soon.In fact, I had only agreed to be his girlfriend a week ago.But he looked at me with such sincerity, his voice firm. "I've been dreaming of this moment for five years.""It's not fast for me. I just want to have you, completely. To be your husband. Darling, I'm the one who needs a little security from you."The ruthless Italian Godfather, who made life-or-death decisions without blinking, now looked... almost vulnerable.I was moved. And at that moment, I realized something: I wasn't afraid of marriage or love anymore. So why not give him, and myself, a chance?Maybe I was just a person who enjoyed taking risks.So I said yes.But just as Victor excitedly lifted me up and spun me around, Edmund appeared."Alessia!"He ran toward us like a madman, his eyes so red they looked like they were bleeding."Edmund? What are you doing here?" I instinctively moved closer to Victor."You can't marry him!" Edmund's expression was wild, obs
(Edmund's POV)Victor's words left me trembling, unable to say a word.I looked at Alessia's cold, distant eyes, at her being held protectively by another man, and I finally realized it. Everything Victor said was true. Every single mistake was one I had made.Words and apologies were meaningless now. I had to earn my way back.Back in Chicago, I started investigating the online hate campaign against her.The person behind it wasn't very clever. I quickly found the culprit.It was Laura.She hadn't just faked evidence; she had maliciously leaked Alessia's address.Security footage showed an unstable man with a bottle of acid outside her apartment building. He'd been stopped by security just in time."She could have been disfigured. She could have died!" The report trembled in my hands. "And I... I was a fool who believed Laura's tears!"I immediately used all my media connections to expose everything: her father's affair, Laura's mother being a homewrecker.DNA reports, bank transfers,












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