When the car hit me, my husband was having a reunion with his long-lost first love who came back from abroad. He was toasting her return.

I was not a pitiful substitute for his first love. After all, my personality was very different from that of his first love.

I was not a malicious supporting role who climbed up by means either.

On the contrary, I was a perfect match for Caleb Moore.

...

Caleb and I had been married for four years. He, who was indifferent to me, didn't take the initiative to get close to me, but he didn't fool around with other women either.

I knew that he had done all of this not for me, but for the first love in his heart, Clara Diaz.

Clara went abroad to study for a master's degree, while Caleb had to stay to manage his family's business.

At the same time, the Moore family put pressure on him to marry me.

After he got married, perhaps to avoid suspicion, Clara did not allow him to find her abroad. They hadn't met each other in secret for so many years.

Then Clara had been abroad for many years. She continued her studies and got a doctorate in Vrosa.

Now that Clara was back. Her friends held all kinds of welcome banquets for her, so it was naturally not appropriate for her to deliberately ignore Caleb.

He, who was overjoyed, attended the banquet after not seeing Clara for many years.

"Are you going out so late?"

"Well, Clara is back. Her flight is delayed, so she will arrive late."

My heart skipped a beat when I heard Clara's name. Clara's name had been haunting my and Caleb's youth. I hadn't heard of her name for a long time, but her name had always been weighing on my mind.

"Do you have to go?" I lowered my voice as if pleading.

"Well. A long time has passed since I last saw her. Of course, I have to go." Caleb did not notice my abnormality. Staring at me, he raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to go with me, you can. After all..."

"No, you go ahead."

Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him.

I didn't want to hear him out.

It was a rainy night today. The sound of rain always rendered me ill at ease. I had something on my mind.

I found an umbrella and wanted to go out to clear my mind.

The butler at home stopped me.

"Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore ordered that you can‘t go out on rainy nights anymore."

I knew it was because of a previous outing.

I, who had accidentally lost my cell phone, couldn't contact the driver.

The subway and buses stopped running, so I leisurely walked back home. It was not a long journey. It happened that I could enjoy the scenery on a rainy night.

When I was almost home, I saw Caleb in the rain, as if looking for someone.

"Caleb, did you lose something?"

He looked at me as if he had gone mad. Then he tightly hugged me.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"I lost my cell phone."

"If something happens to you, your parents will be worried."

I knew that Caleb couldn't give up on our marriage yet.

The Moore family needed our marriage alliance, so nothing could happen to me.

Otherwise, he couldn't explain it to my parents.

I didn't want to act coquettishly in front of him.

But I silently said in my heart, "Are you worried about me?"

He picked me up. I felt his forehead was burning.

Ignoring the butler, I still went out.

I was lost in my thoughts.

"Maybe Caleb won't pick me up on such a rainy night today."

Dazzling car lights were flashing in my eyes.

It was my last thought before being hit by a car.

"Forget it."

Clara and Caleb could be considered childhood sweethearts. They had been in the same class since junior high school. It wasn't until they went to different universities after the college entrance examination in their senior year that they separated.

The first time when I met Caleb, it was just a coincidence.

It was April Fool's Day. The early admission exam for high schools had ended. I came out for relax. Unexpectedly, I heard someone arguing.

"We can't be together. Actually... we are siblings!"

"It doesn't matter, my dear. For you, I don't care what others think of me!"

I was shocked by such an astounding conversation. Then I stopped and planned to eavesdrop.

Then the topic suddenly changed, and they laughed.

"Well, you've had enough, Caleb. Every April Fool's Day, you either try to deceive me or play tricks on me to embarrass me. Luckily, you put so much effort into this useless thing. How did your college entrance examination go? I think it's hanging by a thread with your poor attitude towards studying."

"Put your mind at ease. Even if I didn't do well on the exam, I will continue to be in the same class as you in high school!"

I was amused by their jokes. It was obvious that they were good friends. Everything they did was just childish pranks on April Fool's Day.

The girl seemed outgoing and confident.

It was Clara. Her family background was very ordinary. Forgive me for always judging someone based on their family background. But I envied Clara. Although she was poor compared to me and Caleb, she never cared about how others thought of her.

She was confident in herself, and she should be. She had good grades and looked stunning. She, who always showed her best side to others, was carefree and righteous. Many people were willing to befriend her.

And I was the opposite of her. I was from a family engaged in the business world for several generations. My family had extensive business operations both domestically and internationally.

Due to the lack of parental love since childhood, I was sensitive and unwilling to reveal my true self to others.

I was a bit wishy-washy about everything. Some people tried to flatter me after knowing my background. Few people wanted to treat me sincerely.

Caleb was no exception.

"We have known each other for a long time. Our marriage is just for the needs of our families. Since neither of us is interested in each other, there is no need to force it. As long as you don't lead to any messy situations, I won't mistreat you."

Caleb advised me so on the night of our wedding.

After the casual prank, Caleb handed flowers to Clara. Looking disdainful, Clara said, "Caleb! Are you an idiot? We're going to the movies later. Do you expect me to hold them in my hands the whole time?"

Caleb reluctantly smiled and said, "Alright, alright. Miss, calm down. I forgot."

Clara was not a spoiled lady, but Caleb was willing to treat her like one.

Caleb didn't say much. After casually throwing the bright red roses into the nearby trash can, he happily walked towards the elevator with Clara.

Out of curiosity, I approached the trash can and picked up the flowers to examine them.

The flowers were from ROSEONLY. He used them as a joke prop. At that time, I only thought that his family should be wealthy. Then a card slipped out from it.

On top of it, it read, "Keep it in your heart, and never forget it."

The business of Caleb's family was solid and stable, which was built up by generations of hard work. His family expected him to be calm and low-key.

When he was young, he was very rebellious. Instead of being low-key and calm, he insisted on being high-profile. Even the flowers he used to tease Clara cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Many girls liked him for his fearless and daring spirit. He was attractive for being willing to confront the world like a young warrior.

Of course, I was one of those girls. In my eyes, Caleb was like a stubborn and unruly young man who insisted on competing with the whole world. I couldn't look away from him.

In high school, we were in the same class. Although our school was a selective private school, dress codes, and grooming rules were in place.

On the first day of school, Caleb challenged the dress codes, and he did it with several other people.

"Come and see my hairstyle, isn't it cool?" said Troy Malone, Caleb's good friend and loyal follower, who was from a wealthy family and born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

“You dyed your hair green, huh? Don't be too exaggerated, okay? Caleb looks handsome in the wine-red color. He is noble and elegant, and yet low-key."

"Get lost! All you know is how to flatter him!"

Several boys laughed and had fun together, jokingly blocking the entrance to the classroom.

Suddenly, a clear female voice rang out, which sounded familiar to me.

"What are you guys doing?"

It was Clara, the pleasant voice I had heard at the mall that day.

Then Clara burst into laughter, saying, "It is so funny, Troy!! What color did you dye your hair? Did Caleb tell you it looks good so you fell for it? I am laughing my ass off!"

Clara was familiar with these people. They could joke around freely.

Clara was lively and outgoing. She never flattered or fawned over these second-generation rich kids. Troy gradually treated Clara as a bosom friend.

Troy said, looking at Caleb, "How is that possible? Would Caleb lie to me? No way!"

Caleb's gaze shifted back and forth between Clara and Troy several times. Then he chose to stand beside Clara.

"What do you mean? You punk!!" Troy angrily launched a fierce attack against Caleb.

Clara and several others laughed loudly and stirred up trouble, making it noisy and lively.

But I was despondent.

On the first day, I found that the whole class was filled with groups of people familiar with each other. I was overwhelmed. I didn't like to take the initiative to introduce my family background or talk to others. In other words, I was more introverted.

If no one knew each other, someone might choose me as a friend. But if many people knew each other, no one would pay attention to me.

The only one who paid attention to me was the head teacher.

Caleb's family greeted the head teacher and wanted him to arrange for Caleb to sit with Clara. There were several reasons.

Firstly, Clara had good grades and could help Caleb with his studies.

Secondly, Clara had always been Caleb's desk mate with no romantic relationship between them. The Moore family thus felt relieved. It was their unilateral perception as far as I was concerned.

Thirdly, and most importantly, Caleb had always been causing trouble! The Moore family members were always calm. They couldn't stand him making a scene or even threatening to do all kinds of things. They'd better satisfy him quickly. After all, they only had to inform the head teacher.