Everybody said my life was over after Brad Coleman called off his engagement with me.

I had been with him for five years. The things I had done to pander to him had left my reputation in tatters.

Nobody was willing to be with a woman like me anymore.

After word started spreading within our social circle that Brad had gotten a new lover, everybody was waiting for me to go crawling back to him.

However, what they did not know was that I had volunteered to take my younger sister's place and go to a faraway city, Clason City, to get married.

Before I got married, I returned the treasure box that Brad had given to me. The coupon for a free wish that he had given me when he was younger was still in it.

I left without leaving anything behind.

However, one day after a long time, Brad suddenly thought of me. "It's been a while since I last heard from Leah Young. Is she dead?" he said.

Meanwhile, I was awakened by kisses from my new husband.

"Good girl, Leah. You promised me to go four rounds. We can't go any less…"

It had been three months since I last saw Brad Coleman, and he suddenly said he wanted to get married.

The last time I met him, I overheard him telling his friends he was sick of me.

Everybody in the room burst out laughing.

They laughed at me because I had been with him for five years and ruined my reputation by pandering to him, but I was still abandoned.

My life in the Young family for the past three months was torture. My father, Walter Young, got drunk a few days ago, so he went a little hard when he raised his hands to me. The injuries on my back still hurt.

That was why I saw hope again after Brad suddenly called me, asking me to meet.

I put on the pair of emerald bracelets I got when we got engaged and rushed out.

When I got to Brad's mansion, he was already a little tipsy. He was lying on a young woman's lap with his eyes closed.

The young woman looked like she was still in college. She seemed very chaste.

She was giving Brad a head massage when she saw me walking in, and she quickly got up in a panic.

However, Brad grabbed her wrist.

"Stay," he said.

He did not even open his eyes. He pulled the young woman in gently.

The young woman went along with him and lowered her head, letting him kiss her.

He let go of the young woman's hand and pinched her jaw.

The kiss was so deep, and the sound they made was so loud.

I clutched my purse and stood at the entrance in a daze for a while before I regained my composure.

I pretended that I did not care and looked out the window before I said, "I'm going to the garden for a stroll. I'll come back later."

Brad let out a sneer as soon as I said that.

The young woman by his side immediately stood up and said, "I think I should head out and let her come over."

Brad did not stop her.

He toyed with her hand for a while before reluctantly letting it go. "It's freezing outside. Don't catch a cold."

The young woman snickered and nodded. Her long, luscious hair covered half of her flushed face.

She politely greeted me when she walked past me. I nodded and smiled at her as well.

She was young. Her eyes were bright. The way she acted so bashfully reminded me of my younger sister.

"Come here, Leah." Brad leaned against the couch and patted the empty seat next to him.

A huge chandelier was in the room, filling the space with glistening light.

Brad had a well-defined jawline and beautiful features, which looked unreal under the gorgeous light.

I was dazed for a moment, and I felt a little sorrow that I could not describe.

Brad's eyes were dreamy. The ends of his eyes were a bit red because he was tipsy.

His collar was unbuttoned, and his neck and collarbone were covered in hickeys.

"That young woman is Zoe Spencer," he said.

I nodded and replied, "Mm-hmm. I know."

"What do you think about her?" he asked.

I gave it a thought and replied, "She seemed innocent, simple. And she's also very obedient."

Brad nodded. "Isn't she just like you five years ago?"

I was stunned.

Five years ago, I was a college freshman.

In Brad's words, when he pursued me, I was so pure that he felt sorry for me.

He truly loved me back then. He doted on me as well. He treated me like I was a precious treasure.

Our relationship was the longest that he ever had. I even got engaged to him before I graduated college.

It was a pity that I was already in ruins and my reputation was in tatters.

Everyone in the capital knew I had done plenty of shameless things to hold on to a wealthy catch like Brad.

At that time, he said he was tired of me being pure and simple. To pander to him, I forced myself to change and to blend into his dirty social circle. I forced myself to cater to his peculiar interests.

He wanted a woman who was flirtatious, and passionate. He liked a woman who was open and bold.

I endured the embarrassment and satisfied him.

However, what I got in return was his nasty words.

"You're shameless, Leah. Escorts aren't even as wild in bed as you are. Look at you now. Do you even look like a lady from an affluent family?"

He broke up with me.

Walter used my younger siblings to blackmail me.

To make Brad stay, I tried to take my own life.

At that moment, he told me, whose reputation was already in ruins, that he liked Zoe.

He liked that she was just like me five years ago.

I wanted to laugh, but I could not.

"I really like her. I want to make her my wife. She's not like you. She's very timid and very pure. I have to take responsibility for her," Brad said.

I wanted to say something, but my lips seemed glued together. I could not make a sound.

It took me a while to put on a forced smile, and I said, "Alright. I understand."

"I can talk to the Young family for you," he said.

"No need. I'll think of a way to take care of it myself," I said.

"Suit yourself."

He staggered to stand up, and he took out something from his pocket. He threw it on the coffee table, creating a thud.

My eyes widened.

That was the gift I exchanged with him when we got engaged.

It was a heart necklace that belonged to my late mother.

Brad had given a pair of emerald bracelets that his mother wore when she got married. Those were the bracelets that I was wearing at that moment.

"Take the bracelets off. Our engagement is off," he said.

I looked up at him. His eyes used to twinkle, but they were as cold as frost then.

It turned out that he was not going to marry me when he said he wanted to get married.

It turned out that five years of company was not comparable to the thrill of cheating with a new woman for just a few days.

I thought I would be sad and mentally break down, but I did not shed a tear.

I calmly took the bracelets off and returned them to him.

Brad raised his eyebrow a little. He seemed a little surprised.

However, he still accepted the bracelets and left without looking back.

Soon, everybody knew Brad had called off his engagement with me.

Unexpectedly, I was not beaten up.

However, I lost contact with my siblings, who were abroad, again.

I knew that was how my father always used to vent his anger.

He and my stepmother started searching the entire city for a suitable man for me to get married to. They wanted to marry me off to let the Young family remain wealthy.

However, nasty rumors about me gradually started spreading.

They said I had done many nasty things to make Brad happy over the years. They said I was damaged, and I could not even bear a child anymore.

Nobody in the capital city was willing to take in a woman like me anymore.

My father's temper got worse as days passed, and my life got harder and harder to endure.

Two months after Brad broke off his engagement with me, shocking news about him started spreading again.

They said he was about to get engaged again, and it was to Zoe. Brad even fought with his parents for her.

The group of people who loved drama deliberately sent me the news.

I knew what they wanted to see.

They were just too bored and were starting to miss the days when they had a clown like me by their side.

[Leah, I think Brad still likes you very much.]

[You must be having a hard time now, right? Why don't you go beg Brad?]

[He's quite a soft-hearted person. Just go and cry to him. If that doesn't work, just pretend to take your own life. He might just take you back.]

[How could Zoe compare to you, Leah? You're much prettier than her.]

I looked at the texts, and I did not reply to any of them.

I concentrated my efforts on getting ready to get married instead.

A week ago, I spent the whole night begging on my knees.

Finally, I got my father to agree to let me go to Clason City to get married instead of my sister, who had just come of age.

I had heard about James Blackwell, the heir of the Blackwell family from Clason City. He was ruthless, but he was incredibly powerful. He was the uncrowned king of Clason City.

However, his legs were crippled, and he had a violent temper.

Despite that, I was not afraid at all.

I was willing to do anything to escape the Young family and to give my siblings freedom.

Besides, I could not stay in the capital city anymore.

I might have a fighting chance in Clason City.