Chapter 1

Overnight, Ian Gibson was branded a disgusting, shameless scumbag and forced to marry his fiancée's younger sister, Tammy Palmer.

Unexpectedly, Tammy doted on him. The wild, carefree heiress bought him cotton candy, took him to the circus, and clumsily climbed a tree to pick apple blossoms, only to end up covered in mud when she fell. She also walked through the cobblestone alleys with him on rainy days, holding his hand while hiding her smile.

Life was good, so Ian gradually let go of his resentment and developed genuine feelings for Tammy.

However, the good times did not last long. Tammy suddenly went bankrupt and suffered a car accident that left her crippled.

Ian's mother-in-law called him a jinx and cried all night. Her intense emotions led her to have a stroke, leaving her paralyzed.

After that, he had to drag a trolley around to sell scrap metal to make a living. One day, he collapsed in the street from exhaustion and was run over by a truck, resulting in a high-level amputation that left him permanently disabled.

When he woke up, his supposedly disabled wife was standing up, pressing his younger brother, Anthony Shaw, against the wall. Her eyes were red.

"Anthony, you're the one Selena and I like. Ian's mother killed your mother, so I deliberately tarnished his innocence. Selena leaked his intimate photos and forced him to break off the engagement. Our whole family pretended to be bankrupt and crippled to deceive him and avenge you."

Ian shivered all over.

He'd been living a lie for ten years. Every hardship he'd endured had been part of an elaborate scheme.

His ex-fiancée and his wife tormented him and sought revenge on him over a homewrecker's son, making him live a life worse than death!

In a fit of rage, Ian spat out a mouthful of dark blood and soon died from his injuries.

After he died, Tammy refused to let him be buried in the family cemetery. Instead, she found a desolate, wild hillside and hastily buried him with a pile of scrap he had scavenged.

When Ian opened his eyes again, he was sent back to the day of their passionate, intimate encounter.

Looking at his wife, who had doted on him devotedly in his past life while plotting against him for years, Ian felt his eyes sting. He took a deep breath.

"Where is the engagement annulment agreement? Hand it over."

"You're agreeing to it that easily?" Tammy's eyes crinkled with playful amusement. She seemed to be in a good mood.

"I guess you just really like this face!

"Well, fair enough." She leaned in close.

Her warm breath brushed against his ear as she drawled deliberately, "After all, I look exactly like Selena, and I'm even better in bed than she is, so you're just upgrading to a better model."

Memories of their loving moments in his past life flashed through Ian's mind, leaving his throat tight. Her tenderness and doting affection had all been a sham.

In this life, he would not be foolish again.

He picked up a pen, signed the engagement annulment agreement, and handed it to her.

Tammy caught sight of his reddened eyes and was about to speak when a call from Anthony interrupted her.

Anthony's voice sounded timid and nervous. "Tammy... I was too rough with your sister last night. I accidentally caused some bleeding down there.

"Could you come over and help me apply some ointment? She's pregnant, and I don't want her to see the blood and worry."

'Too rough? Pregnant?'' Ian thought self-mockingly.

He had dated Selena for five years. She was always aloof, composed, and distant. He was not even allowed to hold her hand for more than three minutes.

That was why, when Tammy came onto him with the face she shared with her sister, he had been too flustered and shy to realize he was with a different woman.

However, it turned out Selena was already pregnant.

"Alright. I'll be right over." Tammy chuckled softly before leaving resignedly.

Ian was lost in thought as he watched her leave.

Then, he dialed a number. "I agree to the terms you proposed earlier."

A low chuckle came from the other end of the line. "Those sisters really have terrible taste. I'll be back in five days to pick you up myself."