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"I believe you."I looked at Ethan Hart, my tone steady and calm.He studied my face carefully. When he saw no sign of anger, the deep crease between his brows finally eased.Smiling, he pulled me into his arms. "Celia, I'm glad you understand. Sophie is just playful by nature. And with her grandfather gravely ill, I really had no choice."I leaned obediently against his chest, but inside, I sneered.In my previous life, it was precisely because I couldn't accept his so-called "no choice" that I rushed out and made a scene.To vent his anger on Sophie's behalf, he ruthlessly crushed my parents' company, forcing them into bankruptcy and driving them to jump to their deaths.I was dragged into a psychiatric hospital by him, forced to take medication, subjected to electric shocks, and beaten by the orderlies.Sophie Collins would occasionally come to see me, nestling in Ethan's arms and mocking me for being like a dog.In the end, I died on a bitterly cold winter night.That was

Another week passed, and Ethan barely came home.When he did, I was already asleep.On the rare occasions we crossed paths, I behaved gently and obediently, showing concern for him and never once mentioning Sophie.Recently, Sophie had been posting on Instagram for seven days straight—every post a photo of Ethan by her side.I liked every single one and left blessings in the comments.Friends in our circle were stunned. They privately messaged Ethan, saying that the once strong-willed Celia Jennings—who could never tolerate even a small mistake—was gone.They congratulated him on finally "training" his wife and enjoying the blessing of having two women.Reading those flattering messages, Ethan felt inexplicably uneasy.'Too obedient,' he thought. 'So obedient that she no longer seems like the Celia who loves and hates so fiercely.'But then he thought again—perhaps this was the power of love.'Celia loves me to the extreme, so she is willing to endure for my sake… willing to

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.Ethan stared at the screen for a full five seconds. Then, suddenly, he laughed.The smile was stiff, tinged with smug indulgence and helpless affection."Celia, stop fooling around."He reached out to take my hand, his tone carrying a hint of reproach, yet sounding as though he were coaxing a child."I know you're still jealous. You're trying to get my attention this way and tell everyone that we're the real couple. This little trick is way too obvious. Be good and turn off the screen. Today is Sophie's big day—don't scare her."He even turned to the guests and explained, "Sorry, everyone. My wife is joking with me. She's always been playful. Please don't take it seriously."Watching him deceive himself so thoroughly, I found it almost amusing."A joke?"I stepped back, avoiding his hand.I raised the microphone again, my voice clear and steady."Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to formally reintroduce the situation. Ten minutes ago

"What did you just say?!" Ethan's hand jerked violently, and his phone nearly slipped from his grasp. "Bryan, have you lost your mind? I'm Ethan Hart! I'm your boss! How dare you betray me?!""Mr. Hart, please conduct yourself properly. I am reporting to Ms. Jennings now."With that, Bryan hung up.The busy tone echoed through the deathly silent banquet hall like a series of sharp slaps.Ethan froze.He frantically dialed the bank and then the finance director."Hello? This is Ethan! Check my account! Why does it show frozen?!"Hello! Finance department? Where is the company's liquid capital? What do you mean it's been transferred? Transferred to whom?!"The only responses he received were either cold, mechanical tones or words that plunged him into despair—"Account abnormal.""Funds have been cleared."The phone slipped from his hand and crashed to the floor, the screen shattering.Just like his life at that very moment.Ethan stared in disbelief, eyes wide, gasping like

I hung up the phone and pulled out a file I had prepared long ago, handing it to my assistant."Send these documents to the financial crimes unit and the authorities," I instructed. "Also, initiate Plan B. Divert the cash flow from the subsidiaries we acquired earlier—hit him hard with it."He wants to play the capital game? Fine. I'll show him what real capital looks like."The next three days were a silent war without gunfire.Ethan's prized offshore funds were frozen instantly after my report.The money he had risked in the stock market was trapped by my massive cash flow, leaving him completely bankrupt.And it didn't stop there. Accused of market manipulation and money laundering, the authorities officially opened an investigation against him.One week later, Ethan was arrested.But he didn't go to prison. Instead, he was sent to a psychiatric hospital—his mind had completely collapsed during his arrest. One moment, he claimed he had been reborn; the next, he insisted he