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"Wonderful! You finally agreed to the blind date, Colette! I'll go call Henry's mother right away!" My mom ran off excitedly to make the call, while my sister, Colette, sat across from me, watching with a smug look on her face."I'll be the one with a husband and kids this time, Liz."At that moment, I knew my sister had returned to life too.In our previous life, she had followed the trend of only dating but never marrying or having children. Because she refused the blind date, I had been pushed into it by my mother and hastily married Henry Collins.I had been forced to resign from my job, left with only 2,000 dollars a month for living expenses. Every household cost came out of that meager allowance. My mother-in-law constantly berated me, accusing me of being wasteful and incapable of cooking a decent meal. The farthest I ever went was to a supermarket less than a mile from home; I couldn't even leave the house for half an hour without trouble.The next time I saw my sister wa

In my previous life, I had been dragged into this plagiarism scandal too. But before I could investigate, Colette had rushed back, flustered. "Liz, if you did plagiarize, just admit it and be done with it. Don't let Henry's family find out—they won't be as forgiving as ours.""Huh! Some people are not only incompetent but are also obstinate!" My mom believed Colette and locked me in the house until my reputation as a plagiarist spread and the whole industry blacklisted me.Colette, by contrast, had ridden that one proposal into the notice of a famous foreign company CEO and left the country, living a secure life ever after. Looking back now, the truth was that Colette had stolen my campaign.I clenched my fingers and bowed to the manager. "I will produce proof that I didn't plagiarize."When I went home to confront Colette, she leaned in close and sneered quietly, "So what if I did? Do you have any proof? You don't deserve a career or a family."Furious, I slapped her hard. She co

She grabbed my hand and tried to drag me out of the company. I flung it away and told her I was not going home with her. The warmth in my voice was nonexistent.Furious, my mother's face fell. "You're nearly thirty years old, and you're not even married! You should be thanking God someone's taking you. Beggars don't get to be choosers. Besides, the guy's just a little up there in age, but he has everything a man has to have. What more do you want?"I laughed mirthlessly. 'Just a little up there in age? Does she hear herself?' I thought."I know he has everything. The guy's old enough to be your father. If I marry him, does that make you your own grandma? God, this sounds like a transaction."My colleagues inhaled sharply. The air almost thinned out. Someone gesticulated at me, asking if they had to call the cops.I shook my head, declining the offer. My mother pouted and shrugged my words off."Transaction? No, not at all. I haven't put a price tag on you at all. You're coming ba

The marriage was going to happen as scheduled. That told me what I needed to know. Colette chose Henry in the end.Henry and his mother came over before the wedding. I just took over a new product's planning and worked late nights for nearly a week before I could hand it in.My mother was a sycophant. She invited them into the house like she was the servant while they were the masters. I was having a cup of coffee, my eyes dead and lightless. Work took the life out of me.A hint of disgust flickered in Henry's mother's eyes. "Your eldest looks like she just came out of a trash heap. It's lucky Colette is nothing like her."Colette was holding Henry's arm, and she pinched her nose. "When was the last time you took a bath? You smell awful."I laughed at myself. "I smell like work. Unlike you, I'm not a stay-at-home wife."Colette nodded like she had just won a battle. "Not everyone gets to have a husband like Henry. He's going to hire a nanny."Yeah, a nanny. He meant Colette. The

The wedding came to an end. Not long after that, I was promoted to director thanks to the proposals I made.The company that wanted to hire Colette in our past lives was extending an olive branch to me. I mused over my options and weighed them over and over again. In the end, I said no to them.There was one thing I refused to repeat: my previous life's end. I filled up my schedule to the brim every single day and did not even try to rest.Colette, however, made it a point to come running home all the time just to complain to my mother. One time, she said through sobs that Henry was not the man he presented himself to be. She called him a male chauvinist who controlled finances tighter than a leech's hold on flesh.Then, on the next visit, she would tell my mother about her mother-in-law and the nightmare she really was. She told my mother how controlling Henry's mom was. Even when she wore knee-length dresses, she would still call her a lot of degrading names.And she would not s