LOGINThe gentle smile on Dash's face froze momentarily before quickly returning to normal.
He clapped his hands, and Diana's third brother, Wade York, burst into the room. He now wore an expression of impatience and malice.
"Why waste words on her? Diana, you've already drunk the drugged water. This marriage is happening whether you like it or not. Marry or die!"
Seeing this, Dash dropped his pretense entirely. He pushed his glasses up methodically, revealing eyes devoid of any warmth—only calculation and cruelty remained.
"Don't blame me, Diana. That's a new drug Wade picked up from his casino connections. When it kicks in, the symptoms mimic acute heart failure, but the pain is ten times worse."
He pulled two documents from his pocket and slapped them onto Diana's small vanity. "Choose one. The first: you obediently take Leila's place in this marriage. We keep the bride price, you remain a York daughter, and we remain your brothers. If the Russells ever mistreat you, we will be your safety net."
"The second," he pointed to the other document with the glaring title "Severance of Family Relations Agreement," "sign this, and you'll have no further connection to the York family. Though I doubt you'd be that foolish."
Wade chimed in, "Diana, don't push your luck! Just one drop of that drug will slowly destroy your body. Without an antidote, you'll die in excruciating pain."
They were certain she wouldn't risk severing family ties for mere dowry money. They were confident her fear of abandonment would make her comply.
However, Diana merely glanced at both documents, picked up a pen, and without hesitation signed the family severance agreement. Her signature was steady, without a trace of trembling.
"What... you!" Dash's composure finally shattered.
Wade stood dumbfounded.
Diana pushed the signed agreement toward them, her voice cold as ice. "Now, switch the parties in the bride price agreement. It belongs to me. Otherwise, you can prepare to send the Russells a corpse."
She closed her suitcase, clearly prepared to sit there and wait for death if necessary. "Think carefully. Will you send my drug-poisoned, dying body, or your precious Leila with her failing heart?"
Outside the door, Leila, hearing the commotion, seemed frightened that the fire might actually reach her.
"Idris, my—my chest hurts so much..." Her weak crying voice drifted in.
Idris's anxious voice followed, "Leila! What's wrong? Quick! Call the doctor!"
Chaos erupted outside.
Dash and Wade exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting both struggle and viciousness.
Outside, Leila was "adding fuel to the fire": "The Russell family hasn't even delivered the bride price yet. Who knows how much they'll give for a good-luck bride for a vegetative man..."
Her words finally pushed the brothers over the edge. After all, Diana would only be married to a living corpse—she'd eventually come crawling back to them.
Besides, how substantial could a bride price be for marrying a vegetative man? Let Diana take Leila's place first, then they could reclaim everything later!
Dash gritted his teeth, picked up the pen, and quickly modified the gift agreement, transferring all bride price rights to Diana. "Fine! Take it all! Don't regret this, Diana!"
Diana secured her copies of both the family severance agreement and the bride price agreement, her lips curving into a mocking smile.
Just then, the butler's respectful voice carried from downstairs. "Sir, Madam, the Russell family's bride price procession has arrived!"
In the living room, the Russell family's head butler led a group carrying luxurious boxes into the house with impressive grandeur.
He unfolded a gold-embossed list and announced loudly, "Cash: thirty-eight million, eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand. Ten riverfront properties in prime locations. Twenty commercial storefronts in the city center—property deeds included. One 'Eternal Heart' pink diamond necklace. Two cases of haute couture jewelry. Ten cases of gold ornaments..."
Bodhi and Bella listened with widening eyes, breathing heavily, their faces etched with naked greed.
Under their gaze, Diana descended the stairs step by step. She took the list directly from the butler's hand and handed him a black credit card. "Please convert all of these items to cash, including the money already here, and deposit everything into this card."
The Russell family's butler hesitated momentarily but accepted it respectfully. "Yes, Mrs. Russell."
Bodhi sighed deeply. Bella, watching the cases of jewelry and gold about to be carried away, immediately shrieked, "Stop! What are you doing? Don't move those!"
Diana coldly tossed the bride price gift agreement in front of them. "It's in black and white. Read it carefully."
All three brothers' faces turned ghastly. They never imagined the Russell family would be so generous, and now they were sick with regret.
Leila broke free from her oldest brother's support ,leaned close to Diana and whispered so only the two of them could hear, "Diana, just be obedient! After you outlive Rupert Russell, I'll make sure Mom and Dad bring you back home. We'll find you a good husband then!"
"Really? Then you'd better protect that heart of yours. Don't die too soon. The road to the underworld would be so lonely without a companion."
Leila steeled herself and made as if to kneel, but Idris quickly caught her and pulled her protectively into his arms.
She feigned innocence, "Diana, rest assured, everything in the York family is yours. I would never compete with you for anything."
Seeing Diana unmoved, she continued crying pitifully, "Mom and Dad raised you for so many years, and the company is struggling now. This money should stay with the family! If I were the one getting married, I would definitely..."
Diana stared at that face full of hypocrisy and suddenly felt that even saying one more word would be wasting her life. So she interrupted, her tone even. "Then you marry him."
Leila's crying stopped abruptly. Feeling her parents' and brothers' greedy, wavering gazes falling on her, afraid they might actually push her forward, she rolled her eyes back and "fainted" dramatically.
Bella hissed at Diana in a whisper, "You ungrateful wretch! Without the York family, you wouldn't even qualify to be a substitute bride for the Russell family!"
"What did you say? Speak up, I can't hear you."
"You—!" Bella trembled with rage. "I truly regret giving birth to you!"
Diana shrugged indifferently. "The severance agreement is signed. My life and death have nothing to do with you Yorks anymore."
A tall silhouette cut through the light at the doorway.The man from last night was leaning against the doorframe, having watched her for who knows how long.He had changed into a black silk robe, the expensive fabric clinging smoothly to his body. The collar opened wide, boldly displaying his chiseled collarbone and a glimpse of his solid chest.His hair was still wet, a few strands clinging to his forehead. Droplets of water had yet to fall from the dark tips, accentuating his cold, pale skin. He appeared to have just emerged from the bath.With arms crossed over his chest and posture relaxed to the extreme, his gaze rested on her.Those eyes, dark and deep they seemed bottomless, were filled with scrutiny and an amused interest in the unfolding drama. This was the absolute composure of someone in a position of power.Diana sat on the cold carpet, looking up at him calmly. Her eyes betrayed no emotion—no fear, no curiosity—only an excessive, icy clarity.The man was examining her fr
Alvina forcefully dragged Diana to the bridal chamber. She yanked open the curtains and led Diana to an inner room, pointing at the man lying quietly on the bed. "You cost the Russell family a fortune! If you dare show any disgust toward Rupert, I'll have you dragged out and fed to wild dogs!"Diana approached the bedside.The man lying there was Rupert Russell—her husband whom she had yet to meet.His appearance was beyond her expectation—his face was grotesquely disfigured, with flesh turned outward and covered in burn scars, features too blurred to distinguish. His chest barely rose and fell.Indeed, he appeared to be near death.Diana lifted his eyelid to check his pupils, which responded extremely slowly to light. From a medical perspective, this was certainly a deeply comatose vegetative patient with declining vital signs.But Diana frowned. Something wasn't right. It was too textbook.All these symptoms matched the most typical case studies—so standardized they seemed... delibe
Inside the car, the drug began to take effect.A wave of heat surged from deep within Diana's body as her consciousness gradually blurred. She felt an unnamed fire building inside her, slowly burning through every limb and vessel. She felt hotter and hotter; the heat left her parched, her entire body burning.Something wasn't right.As a medical prodigy, Diana knew every subtle change in her body intimately. Clearly, this "new drug" Wade mentioned wasn't as simple as he'd claimed!What were they trying to do? Make her humiliate herself on her wedding night, completely offending the Russell family?The heat waves grew increasingly fierce, threatening to devour her rationality. She forced herself through the wedding ceremony—a mockery without a groom present.The guests' glances were filled with sympathy, pity, and undisguised schadenfreude."So this is the substitute bride? She's pretty, what a shame she'll be married to a vegetable.""I heard Rupert Russell is down to his last breath.
The gentle smile on Dash's face froze momentarily before quickly returning to normal.He clapped his hands, and Diana's third brother, Wade York, burst into the room. He now wore an expression of impatience and malice."Why waste words on her? Diana, you've already drunk the drugged water. This marriage is happening whether you like it or not. Marry or die!"Seeing this, Dash dropped his pretense entirely. He pushed his glasses up methodically, revealing eyes devoid of any warmth—only calculation and cruelty remained."Don't blame me, Diana. That's a new drug Wade picked up from his casino connections. When it kicks in, the symptoms mimic acute heart failure, but the pain is ten times worse."He pulled two documents from his pocket and slapped them onto Diana's small vanity. "Choose one. The first: you obediently take Leila's place in this marriage. We keep the bride price, you remain a York daughter, and we remain your brothers. If the Russells ever mistreat you, we will be your safe
"Please, Diana, don't blame Dad, Mom, and our brothers! It's all my fault..."Before Diana York could even respond, a resounding slap landed across her face. The force was so powerful that half her face went instantly numb, her ears ringing.The person who struck her? Her own biological father, Bodhi York."Ungrateful! How did I end up with such a venomous daughter like you?You know your sister has a weak heart! She's about to have surgery, and you dare upset her?"Diana raised her eyes, looking past his enraged face to the girl behind him—being protected by her mother and oldest brother—crying as if her heart would break.Six years ago, Diana had been brought back to the York family from Rosewood. Back then, she'd been overjoyed, believing she'd finally found a complete family, blood relatives who would love her.But over those six long years, she came to realize that she couldn't compare to even a single strand of hair on their adopted daughter, Leila York.She was nothing more than







