Unexpected Bride
In my previous life, my parents made me choose a bride from the three most powerful families in the capital.
I did not hesitate. I chose the one I loved most: Holly Smith.
However, on our wedding day, she died in a car accident on her way to the hotel.
The Smith family was devastated. Though they did not dare blame my family, I was consumed with guilt. I transferred all my assets and shares to them without hesitation.
Twenty years later, while on a business trip overseas, I saw Holly, alive, locked in a passionate kiss with my former best man on the street.
The other two heiresses stood nearby, watching with envy.
"Faking your death for twenty years just to end up with your true love? Worth it," one of them said.
"And Hayden, that pathetic lapdog, stayed faithful to you all this time. What a joke."
I lost control and rushed over to confront them, but Holly had people waiting. They dragged me into a pickup truck and beat me half to death.
With a twisted smile, she sneered, "You've got some nerve showing up here.
"You wanted me so badly back then that you had Jack beaten, he almost lost his memory and forgot about me!
"Since you came all this way, I'll make sure you experience what it feels like to wish you were dead."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my parents asked me to choose my bride.
I pointed to the maid's daughter standing in the corner.
"I'll take her."