Chapter 2 "Unfearful Lady"

[“You are important to me, Reese. I treat you as my own sister. So, no matter what happened, I won’t never ever leave your side.”]

That was the promise I said to Reese a long time ago.

Therefore, when I was in the brink of death, I thought she’ll do the same. That she will believe me and she’ll stay by my side until the end. But what did she say when she visited me in the cell?

[“I know that you did not kill sir Sorren. But you need to disappear, Harriet. For my happiness, the real heir must die. You will die for me, right? Since you are my friend, Nadia Wyatt. You are the true Nadia Wyatt, Harriet. But don’t worry. As soon as you disappear, I will do my best to portray your position. We’re friends after all.”]

Friend?

A friend who stole my position and wished for me to die?

I looked at Reese who is standing at the open door of my room. She’s wearing a maid uniform, and she’s smiling at me after sharing that the chairman asked me to join them for breakfast.

To be honest, my mind right now is still in a mess.

I couldn’t understand why the hell I’m experiencing a situation that happened from the past.

Am I dreaming? Am I experiencing the last phase of my dying brain where I reminisce my old days? Or did I really go back to the past?

This could not be an illusion.

Everything I see and hear seem so true.

“Why are you looking at me t-that way, Harriet? Is there something wrong with my face?” Reese asked, cupping her cheeks.

It was then I realized I’ve been glaring at her while clenching my fists.

I really like to slap her, pull her hair and kick her out! I felt so deeply mad that my throat hurts as I suppressed the tears from flowing down.

I wanted to ask her why she betrayed me and why did she hide about my identity.

However, I know I can’t get the answer at this moment. Even if I am in rage, I need to ponder and consider my situation first.

With that, I tried my best to remove my perturbed expression. I forced my lips to smile at her, even if I am gritting my teeth so bad.

“Thank you,” I said, undertone. “I will prepare now and go to the dining room later.”

Reese fetched a sigh after hearing my answer.

She caressed her chest and gave her reply.

“Okay. I will tell sir Sorren that you’re on the way. Bye bye~”

She closed the door and left.

As soon as she’s gone, all the strength I gathered in my knees has weakened. I fell on the ground, sitting while catching my heavy breath.

Lots of idea came back and forth inside my mind no matter how much I tried to calm myself and think further about this.

“A moment ago… I was in my cell,” I whispered to myself. “Then, I sat down on the electric chair and…”

It was so painful.

I remembered how painful it is that I thought my body turned into pieces.

“But I did not die.”

Moreover, I woke up and found myself inside my room in Fabroa’s mansion. I saw Reese wearing her maid uniform and she said that…

“Ahhh!” I gasped and covered my mouth.

Grandpa Sorren.

Grandpa Sorren is alive!

I stood up, unable to stop the tears in my eyes. Never thought I will see him again!

Crying, I was about to open the door when I realized something.

‘If I will go to grandpa Sorren right now while I am crying, and if I say that I am so happy to see him alive, won’t everyone find it odd?’

I pulled my hand away from the doorknob.

With tears on my eyes, I went back to my bed and sat down to think again.

‘Let’s say I really did come back to the past.’

“How?”

That’s a mystery that I cannot solve.

Didn’t I wish something before I died? I wished for evil to redeem their sins for hurting me.

“Is this the answer for my wish?”

Did the heaven give me the chance to go back to the past to do what I hope for?

“To save grandpa, avoid dead, show Zion that I am innocent and also…”

My hands clenched so hard as I think of Reese again.

‘Right. Reese need to condemn her sins for everything she had done to me.’

The information that Reese gave me before I died aren’t detailed. One thing is for sure, she pretended to be Nadia Wyatt and she knows who killed grandpa Sorren.

I looked around my room to search for my phone.

During this time, she is still the Fabroa family’s maid and she does not pretend as Nadia Wyatt yet. That means, I need to know the exact day, month and year when I came back.

I saw my phone above the mini cabinet, grabbed it and tried to open.

May 19, 2022, Friday; this is what I saw from the screen.

I tried to unlock my cellphone but I could not do it since the lock code I was using back in the future is different from what I was using at this time.

“If I went back to May 19, 2022, then it is a one year lapse.”

That’s why I could not remember the pass code I used.

I closed my eyes and nodded my head.

This is nothing. The most important thing is that I have a chance to avoid the dark future ahead of me.

No one will believe me if I say that I came from the future, of course; the same as I cannot believe it too.

But for now, I need to accomplish one thing before waking up from this mysterious nightmare.

“I need to eat breakfast together with grandpa Sorren and Zion’s family.”

Indeed, I could not remember the exact date when I ate breakfast together with Fabroa’s family for the first time in my life. However, I would never forget what happened at that time.

‘Isn’t this the time to fight back?’

What am I fearing of?

To lose my job?

Getting kicked out from the mansion?

Or for Zion to hate me?

I am not scared at all.

I lost my job before, went on jail, had Zion cursed at me, lost my dearest Sorren, got stabbed my back by my friend and even… died.

There’s a place waiting for me even if they decided to kick me out of this hellish place.

“Nadia Wyatt.”

That’s right.

I am the real Nadia Wyatt; the heir of Wyatt corporation.

I stood up and went in front of my cabinet. When I opened it, I saw two portion of clothes; those I wear while working as chairman’s secretary, and those I avoided to wear because someone told me not to dress up prettily.

‘Why did I listen to that brat who told me to only wear plain clothes everyday? Tss.’

After clicking my tongue, I grabbed the yellow dress. This is the dress Zion gifted to me on my last birthday. But because of his br*tty sister, I did not have the chance to wear this before.

‘I regretted not wearing this before dying.’

Holding the yellow dress, I looked at my reflection on the mirror.

“Let’s have a make-over, miss Nadia Wyatt,” I said to myself with a smirk.