Ready? I Came Back for You!

Before my parents died, they arranged for me to marry Alan Palmer, the powerful but impotent overlord of Northingdale.

The day I received the engagement letter, strange floating messages appeared before my eyes.

[Don't marry him. He can't have kids, and he's violent!]

[If you go through with this, that freak will torture you to death. Run!]

[Your childhood sweetheart is your true love. Run away with him!]

My childhood sweetheart, Leon Wade, grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes with what seemed like deep affection.

"Tiffany, let's run away together. Have your maid take your place and marry Alan. She knows you well. No one will notice."

Fooled by the so-called love in his eyes and those floating messages, I chose to go with him in my past life.

I could only watch as the maid stole my identity as the heiress of the Glissons, gave Alan a son, and walked away with hundreds of millions of dollars in fortune.

In the end, Leon held her in his arms. He tied a huge stone to me, kicked me into the ocean, and said smugly, "From now on, she's Tiffany. As for you, rot at the bottom of the sea forever!"

I watched as sharks slowly tore into my body, pain ripping through every inch of me, until only my bones sank into the dark water.

After being reborn, I finally understood that those floating messages were fake. They were carefully planted traps designed by Leon.

Now, facing him and his pleas for me to run away, I let out a cold laugh and ignored the floating messages.

"I'm not some helpless maiden. I'm marrying Alan."

On the day of my wedding, I put on the veil Alan Palmer sent me, decorated with five hundred diamonds, and waited quietly for him to come and get me.

But the first person to arrive wasn't Alan.

It was Leon Wade, my childhood sweetheart.

Leon grabbed my hand and yanked off my veil.

"Tiffany, let's run away! This is your last chance. I don't want to see you jump into hell. Alan can't even get it up, and he's a freak. I'm the only one who truly cares about you."

I snatched the veil back and said coldly, "Leave. I'm marrying Alan, no matter what you say."

At that moment, the floating messages exploded across my vision.

[Run! If you marry him, he'll destroy you!]

[Don't be stupid! A guy like Leon is rare. You'll regret it forever if you lose him!]

Staring at the messages that were still desperately defending Leon, I felt nothing but mockery.

Leon's voice trembled, thick with fake emotion that could fool anyone.

"Tiffany, wake up! Haven't you heard all those rumors out there? That guy is messed up! If you marry him, you'll be miserable. Let the maid marry him instead. I'm doing this for you!"

I almost laughed. Leon was indeed very good at slandering others.

In my last life, Leon used the same trick over and over, poisoning my view of Alan until I believed every word. Like a complete fool, I ran away with him before the wedding.

When I didn't respond, more messages flooded in nonstop.

[Leon just wants what's best for Tiffany. Why won't she listen? This is so frustrating!]

[Sigh, childhood sweethearts are always the most loyal. Too bad she doesn't know what she's throwing away.]

Those words clung to my vision like barnacles at the bottom of the sea, sharp and suffocating.

"I don't need you deciding what's good for me," I said flatly, "and you don't get to judge my fiancé."

A peal of church bells rang out in the distance as I issued my final warning.

"The ceremony is about to start. Leave now, or I'll call security."

Through the veil, I saw Leon's fists clench tight. Finally, he turned away in defeat.

"I never thought you'd be this heartless after everything I've done for you."

He slammed the door and left. Through the crack, I saw the maid, Harmony Banks, hiding in the shadows, the pearl necklace I lost still hanging around her neck.

Outside, the sound of car engines announced Alan's arrival.

A cold smile curled at my lips.

The wedding was going to happen, no matter what. I couldn't wait to see how much trouble those two could stir up after this.