All Chapters of Choosing the Right Husband This Time: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

A pale, frail-looking stranger was lying in my private hot spring.Sofia, dressed in nothing but a bikini, was curled up in Mark's arms as he sketched her. Every page of his sketchbook captured her sultry, flirtatious poses.When he grew tired of drawing, Sofia lifted a champagne glass to Mark's lips. "Baby, try this... Is it chilled enough?"Mark drank lazily from her hand, then sprawled comfortably on my private lounge chair, pulling Sofia onto his lap."Mark... you brought my brother here for hydrotherapy without permission. Won't Via be mad if she finds out?" Sofia asked, feigning concern.Mark scoffed. "Once she marries me, I'll be the Anderson family's son-in-law. Everything she owns becomes marital property. What's a hot spring? Does she even dare complain?"Sofia giggled sweetly, tightening her arms around his neck. The two were seconds away from getting intimate right there on my lounge chair.Kate's furious voice rang out. "You've gone too far!"Mark jolted upright wh

Gloria West, Mark's mother, entered with the help of two assistants, her eyes brimming with contempt the moment she saw me.Mark broke free from the bodyguards as if he'd seen his savior and rushed to her side. "Mom, you're finally here."Gloria patted his hand before turning to me with thinly veiled disgust. "Via, you're about to become a member of the West family. And yet you dare have your own fiancé arrested? Do you even understand what this means in high society?"I met her gaze coldly. In my previous life, I had bent over backward trying to win her approval—buying her limited-edition handbags, helping her make appearances at charity galas—only to be rewarded with scorn and humiliation.Gloria strutted straight to my office chair, sat down like she owned the place, and ordered me to pour her tea. She even waved off my bodyguards, forbidding them from re-entering without her permission."Sofia's pregnant, and instead of planning the wedding, you're here throwing tantrums. What

When the board learned what Mark had done to me, they immediately convened an emergency meeting. Out of respect for Mark's grandfather—a former Wall Street legend—they chose not to completely destroy him. Instead, they stripped Mark of his VP position at Goldman Sachs and issued a blacklist notice across the entire industry.Overnight, the once untouchable Mark West, who had ridden my family's connections to power and prestige, was utterly finished.On my birthday, Robert reserved a private room at a Michelin three-star restaurant.As fate would have it, right outside the restaurant, I ran into Mark—now reduced to a street artist sketching portraits for spare change.Without his tailored suits, he looked no better than a homeless man.And soon after, another familiar figure appeared. Sofia, her innocent facade long gone, clung to the arm of a bloated mafia boss, her face caked in heavy makeup.Mark's gaze locked onto her flat stomach, his eyes burning with fury as he lunged for