At our wedding, my husband, Justin Garner, pushes me—three months pregnant—toward our enemies as an apology in order to save his foster sister, Clara Garner. "This is my sincerity. You can do whatever you want with her." I don't cry or make a scene. I quietly follow the enemies away. That's because in my previous life, I had traded all my wealth for freedom and returned to Justin's side. In the end, I was forced to drink drugs and lost my unborn baby, suffering for three days and nights. "Justin, those 'enemies' were people you hired to act, and Maxine didn't even lose her innocence. Why did you have to get rid of the baby?" Clara asks. Justin coldly laughs. "If you're acting, you have to make it look real." I died full of hatred. When I wake up again, I choose to let those people take me away. Three years later, when I arrive at a banquet on the arms of my new lover, Justin goes mad, grabbing me and demanding, "Maxine Preston, where is our child?"
View MoreI felt no pity.Because in that video, it was Clara, just 15 years old.Her eyes weren't innocent. They were filled with venom.The footage clearly showed Clara shoving Justin's parents—tied up and helpless—off the 10th floor of an abandoned factory."Why? Why was it you?"Justin had lost his mind. He even broke free from the officers holding him and grabbed Clara by the collar, shaking her as he screamed.The moment Clara saw the video, she knew she was finished, and yet, she laughed."Why? Justin, do you even need to ask? Of course, it was because those two old bastards wouldn't let me love you."Her laugh was twisted and unhinged."Justin, you took me out of that orphanage. You were supposed to love me, only me."Anyone who stood in the way of her and Justin being together, Clara eliminated them.Even after I disappeared, Clara couldn't understand why he still didn't love her.When Justin's parents discovered Clara's obsession, they made plans to send her out of the coun
Ever since being thrown out of that banquet, Justin had been choking on his own rage. When Alvin finally uncovered my current identity, Justin fell silent."Honestly, Maxine is unbelievable. If she managed to escape back then, why didn't she come back sooner?" Clara said at just the right moment, her tone laced with blame."Enough."Justin didn't echo her this time. His voice came out cold and cutting, shutting her up immediately.He regretted everything. Back then, he never should've listened to Clara.Having people pose as enemies was to make me trade away my fortune for my safety. It had been the perfect way to get every last cent of the Preston family.However, he hadn't expected me to jump into the ocean.He'd searched for me for three years, and now that he'd finally found me, I was married to someone else.Justin locked himself inside the villa's storage room, clutching the wedding photo we'd taken three years ago.In the picture, I was smiling softly, leaning against h
Samson's lips curved upward slightly, the icy aura he'd carried moments ago melting into something warm and bright.The security guards strode over, then turned to Justin and Clara with a cold, curt command. "You two. Out."Everyone in the room gasped, eyes widening in shock.No one had expected Terence to take the side of two people long cast out of Regentia's elite circle over Justin, the city's newest golden boy.Who the hell were they?The room was full of sharks, and it didn't take long for every gaze to shift—calculating, wary, and full of questions.However, in the middle of the storm, Justin and Clara were the only ones who couldn't accept reality.Justin's face was as dark as thunder. "Mr. Kinsman, what is the meaning of this?"Terence didn't even blink. "Mr. Barlow and Ms. Preston are my distinguished guests. Anyone who disrespects them is disrespecting me."His eyes swept over the crowd, his voice like steel. "Anyone who disrespects me stands against the Regentia Bu
In that moment, my eyes stung, and all my strength crumbled into raw hurt.A tall figure strode quickly out of the shadows by the doorway. I instinctively looked up. A broad-shouldered man in a perfectly tailored suit came into view. His frame was commanding under the warm glow of the lights."Sorry, I'm late, honey."Samson Barlow's deep voice rumbled as his strong arms wrapped around me, shielding me from the world.His gaze swept across the room—cold, sharp, and merciless—as though he were staring at a room full of corpses."Maxine, really? Bringing some random guy here to make a scene? You're being ridiculous."Clara's voice oozed fake concern, though her eyes glimmered with barely contained delight at the unfolding spectacle."You'd better send him away. If Justin gets angry, you won't be able to handle the consequences.""Who are you to talk to my wife? Justin, it's been years, and wow, your taste has gone downhill," Samson said.The casual contempt in his tone cut dee
I spoke with hope in my voice, but when I saw who it was, my expression quickly turned cold.Justin stood over me, looking down as if from a throne. "Who did you think it would be?"I was done with his endless games. Exhausted, I waved him off. "Just let me go. I'll stay out of your and Clara's lives for good."When I had first come back to life, my heart burned with hatred—I wanted nothing more than to drag Justin down with me.However, three years had passed, and I had built a life of my own. Now, all I wanted was distance from him, from all of it.Justin wouldn't relent. He gripped my wrist tightly, his eyes filled with a complicated emotion I couldn't read. "Maxine, do you even have a heart? Do you have any idea how I've been looking for you for three years?"I stared at him blankly, numb.Three years ago, I had been reborn right at the moment of my wedding. Justin, once again, had thrown me into the hands of his enemies to save Clara.I now knew the truth that those "ene
"This… The doctor said my pregnancy was unstable, so Justin gave me this bracelet to keep me safe. If you don't like it, Maxine, I'll give it back to you," Clara said softly, fingers already moving to take off the bracelet."Enough!" Justin barked, immediately stopping her, his voice full of distress."It's just a bracelet, Maxine. When did you become so petty?"Just a bracelet?Even after three years, even after telling myself I'd let everything go, those words cut deep, stirring up a bitter pain I thought I'd buried.That emerald bracelet wasn't just jewelry—it was the only thing my parents had left me. It was the Preston family heirloom, blessed by a priest.Back when I'd fallen ill with a strange, inexplicable disease, no doctor—local or abroad—could find the cause.My parents had been desperate. They cried for days before finally taking the bracelet to a cathedral.They climbed all 3000 steps from the base of the mountain to the cathedral at its peak, praying at every sing
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