Miles Wright's first love, Faith Green, announces that she's leaving the country on the day he's supposed to marry me. She claims he'll never see her again.

He ignores her and continues with our wedding. Even later, when the plane crashes and leaves Faith's body mangled and broken, he merely says coldly, "It was written in her fate."

Miles only reveals his true colors after he uses me to become Wright Group's CEO. He moves into a monastery under the guise of wanting to repent for his sins. He has a rosary with him at all times and turns into a man renowned in the city for his piousness and kindness.

Meanwhile, he forces me to kneel before Faith's gravestone every night. He also makes me pray and chant for her in atonement.

I climb up a long staircase every day so I can pray for her well-being.

Finally, I'm tormented to the point of miscarriage, and I die on a snowy winter night.

Fortunately, the heavens were kind enough to bring me back to my wedding day. This time, I'm not making the same mistake.

If Miles, an illegitimate son, thinks he can use me as a stepping stone, he's wrong! He's not worthy of that!

"Willow, I'm going to give Faith a call. Then, we can proceed with the wedding, okay?" said a familiar voice. That voice jolted me out of the horror of my tragic death, and I soon found myself reborn on my wedding day.

I turned to look at Miles Wright, who was impeccably dressed, and asked in a rather uncertain tone, "What did you just say?"

Miles frowned slightly as his eyes landed on me. I hadn't even said anything untoward when he began to reprimand me lowly.

"Stop being so jealous! Faith missed her SATs to save my mom. I promised to marry her, but I broke that promise just to be with you.

"Now that she's leaving, I just want to call her to say goodbye. Can't you respect that?"

My heart sank upon hearing his words.

He had always sided with Faith in my last life. He would constantly use this same excuse while doing so. At the time, I understood that a life debt was a huge deal, and that was why I never fussed about it.

However, that didn't mean he was going to shackle me down with moral obligations in this life! Besides, I honestly wasn't even sure whether Faith was actually his mother's savior or that he was just using this excuse to placate me.

So, I squashed the anger in my heart into a ball as I forced myself to straighten his collar before saying with a smile, "You've misunderstood me. I just think that you should see her off at the airport yourself since she's your mother's savior.

"After all, there's still some time before the wedding begins. You should go while you still can. I'll talk to our parents about this."

Miles was slightly taken aback by my response. It seemed that he didn't expect me to be so agreeable. He hugged me tightly and murmured, utterly touched, "I knew you'd understand."

Then, he promptly left without another word. The smile on my face faded as soon as he was gone.

I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a custom-made wedding dress designed by a Caeloran luxury brand. The diamonds used on the dress alone were worth millions.

The jewelry I was currently wearing was even designed by Odron's royal jeweler, and it was worth billions. I was born into wealth. Yet, I got myself ensnared by a lowly and filthy man in my last life.

I was truly an abject failure!

Regardless, I could change things in this new life. Not only would I not fall for the same pitfalls, but I would also ensure that lunatic Miles would pay a thousandfold for doing wrong by me!

Just as my mind was whirring with a vengeance, the door behind me swung open with a creak. My brother, Alder Moore, inquired, "Willow, the wedding's about to start. Why did that dickhead leave?"

My heart trembled upon hearing his familiar voice, and I instinctively dashed to him, embracing him tightly.

In my last life, my brother, who wanted to help drive Cassius—the eldest scion of the Wrights and my initial fiancé—away, chose to fully support Miles in the fight for Wright Group's inheritance. But Miles orchestrated a car accident and caused my brother to suffer a broken leg.

Later, he became deeply traumatized by our parents' passing and eventually had a mental breakdown. My brother had been the most promising scion in Dorei. Yet, he was sent to the mental asylum to be tormented to his death.

I had visited him once before my passing. Although he had lost his sanity, he still comforted me in his brief moment of clarity, saying, "Willow, don't blame yourself. None of us has ever blamed you."

I promptly broke down in tears as I recalled just how my misguided love had ruined him and our parents.

Alder pressed on with alarm, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did he hurt you?"

I nodded as I choked out, "Alder, he's gone to look for his true love."

Alder roared in anger, "What? How dare he leave you at the altar!"

Then, he wiped my tears and rebuked me with a huff, "Don't get me wrong. You're a great person, but you do have lousy taste in men."

I nodded once more. "You're right, but I've figured it all out now. Alder, I no longer want to get married."

Alder scrutinized me suspiciously. "Are you being serious, or are you just saying this in a fit of anger?"

He knew just how much I had loved Miles for the past four years. That was why he couldn't bring himself to trust my decision.

He only relaxed when I gave him a solemn nod. Then, he drawled, "You've finally come to your senses and made the right decision. I'll look for our parents and tell them that the wedding's off."

I shook my head and replied, "No, the wedding must be called off. However, we won't be the ones doing so."

Then, I leaned in and whispered into my brother's ear.

He looked at me with surprise before bursting into hearty laughter and saying with delight, "You clever girl. If only you'd been smarter in the past, then he wouldn't have been able to play you like a fiddle."

Alder left with a grin on his face.

Once he was gone, I sent Faith a text, saying, "Ms. Green, I hear you're leaving the country. Thank you for leaving, and I wish you a safe journey."

With that done, I promptly texted Miles, "Do come back soon. I'll wait for you."

Miles replied with a simple, "Okay."

Meanwhile, I knew that he wouldn't be able to make it back before the ceremony started. Faith couldn't handle the slightest provocation. So, when she received my message, she would do her damnedest to keep Miles by her side.

Half an hour later, the guests started to whisper among themselves as the ceremony had yet to begin. In the meantime, Miles' father, Julian Wright, had been calling Miles over and over upon learning that he had gone to the airport. He had to do all that while trying to salvage the already crumbling situation.

Unfortunately, all Julian got for his efforts was the news headline of Miles' heartfelt confession to Faith at the airport.

Julian could no longer remain calm after that. He noticed the dark expressions on my family's faces and hastily said to me, "Willow, don't worry.

"The Wrights would only ever accept you as our daughter-in-law. I will bar Miles from bringing unworthy people before me."

My parents' faces were beyond thunderous at this point. My father didn't hesitate to retort, "Julian, my daughter has been treated poorly. What makes you think I would ever allow her to marry that illegitimate son of yours after this?"

Julian hurriedly apologized. After all, my family had been working with the Wrights for years. So, he would much rather give up on Miles than dare to offend the Moores, who were important business partners.

Nevertheless, he pleaded with me to give it another hour, and I reluctantly agreed. Alas, all we got out of it was news of Miles proposing to Faith. The guests in attendance burst into whispered discussion, openly disparaging Miles' irresponsible behavior.

Julian's face was red from embarrassment. Finally, he had no choice but to announce that the wedding was off and offered various compensations to placate my family.

Just as we were about to leave, Miles and Faith entered the venue hand in hand.

Everyone stopped in their tracks as they watched Miles stride confidently toward me. They all assumed that he was here to apologize. Yet, no one expected that Miles would slap me hard across the face in public.

My ears rang, and I felt dizzy as my vision turned spotty. I clutched my cheek and turned to look at his arrogant face.

My heart turned to stone when I felt a malicious aura radiating from him. I knew right then that the Miles standing before me wasn't the 26-year-old Miles. Instead, he was the Miles from my past life who had achieved success and could easily crush me like an ant.

Miles had also been given a chance to be reborn!

Still, it was evident that he wasn't quite used to his current identity after returning from his past life. He looked at me, and his gaze was filled with contempt and disgust before coldly ordering, "Grovel and apologize to Faith!"

Before I could get a word in edgewise, Alder rushed over and kicked him away from me.

As Miles was holding Faith, she, too, fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

Miles ignored the pain and immediately held her in his arms, asking in concern, "Faith, are you okay?"

As I watched this scene unfold before me, I couldn't help but recall how he used to be so anxious and caring whenever I got even the slightest bruise, the way he would hold me close and worry about me. I felt my heart twist in pain at the sight.

It seemed that whatever affection he had expressed toward me had all been an act. There was no sincerity in his actions, as he had only ever loved Faith.

Yet, I had brought the Moores down to their knees for his fake love. I got my parents killed, and my brother had been driven to insanity because of this man. When I thought of that, I reached out for the wine bottle in a fit of impulsivity and wanted to smash it all over Miles' head.

Just as I was about to land a hit on Miles, Alder grabbed hold of me and dragged me away.

Then, he murmured gently, "Willow, don't dirty your hands for the likes of him."

Those words snapped me out of my haze of hatred, calming me down.

I nearly lost control of myself to the hatred in my heart as the memories of my family's tragedy played in my mind.

I placed the wine bottle down with a thump under Miles' astonished gaze and sneered. "Miles, I have never once wronged you when we dated for the past four years. However, not only did you leave me at the altar on our wedding day, but you also slapped me in front of our guests.

"You're nothing but a illegitimate child. Who are you to humiliate me like this?"

Miles immediately became flush with anger and rose to his feet. Unfortunately, he couldn't even say a word in retort before Julian rushed over and slapped him hard. My parents stood on either side of me, glaring at Miles with anger.

My father even bellowed with rage, "Julian, he dared to hit my daughter! I will see to it that our family's collaboration ends here today if you fail to give her the justice she deserves!"

Julian's face changed drastically. He slapped Miles once more and yelled, "You scoundrel! If I had known you were so unworthy, I would've never acknowledged you as one of the Wrights.

"You'd better get on your knees and beg for Mr. and Mrs. Moore's forgiveness and apologize to Willow right this instant!" It seemed that Julian's tough love had finally given Miles a wake-up call.

Miles' look at me was complicated. It was filled with regret and resentment.

Nonetheless, I knew he didn't regret hitting me. Instead, he regretted the fact that he had lost control and had turned me against him before achieving his goals. He was probably trying to devise a way to mend our relationship.

Just then, Faith, who had been next to him, went on her knees and said with red-rimmed eyes, "Ms. Moore, blame me if you must. I couldn't let Miles go.

"I threatened him with my life so he wouldn't be able to leave my side. Miles might not have been born from an honorable union, but he's innocent. If you want to humiliate anyone, then humiliate me instead. Stop calling him that."

I had to admit that Faith truly had a knack for manipulating Miles. As soon as those words fell from her lips, Miles, who had originally planned to beg for my forgiveness, wasted no time helping her up.

Then, he turned to Julian and said, "Dad, I'm not in the wrong. Willow deceived me all this time. You have no idea what Willow has done.

"She knew that Faith was in a bad mood, but she deliberately texted Faith out of provocation. Faith nearly killed herself today. Willow should be the one apologizing!"

Once he said his piece, he turned to me and said imperiously, "Willow, you'd better apologize to Faith if you still want to marry me."

When my father heard Miles say those things, he nearly blew a gasket. He was about to give Miles a good beating, but my mother stopped him. Just as chaos was about to erupt, the hotel's door abruptly swung open.

A man that no one had expected to see today came striding in.

That man was none other than the Wrights' eldest scion, Cassius Wright. He was dressed in a bespoke suit as he sauntered across the marble floor. He took a few steps until he finally stopped right before me.

Cassius' arrival attracted everyone's attention. He swept his gaze across the scene with disdain, completely disregarding Miles and Faith, who were both on their knees. Instead, he simply knelt on one knee, took out a ring, and asked me whether I would be willing to marry him.

"I heard that someone was being bullied. Have you considered changing grooms?"

I felt tears roll down my cheeks as I looked straight into his eyes. Those eyes were looking at me in barely concealed anticipation.

I had done so many foolish things in an effort to break off our engagement in my previous life, hurting him terribly. So, I always thought that he hated me until I saw him rushing back from abroad overnight when the news of my death reached him.

I saw how he collapsed over my coffin during my funeral, sobbing uncontrollably. Finally, I saw him doing everything in his power to eliminate Miles and dying because of it. That was when I realized how deeply he loved me.

Therefore, I was determined to hold onto him and make amends in my second life.

Just then, Miles said mockingly, "Cassius, are you trying to take advantage of a damsel in distress? What a pity. Willow will only ever love me."

Those words had just left his lips when I threw myself into Cassius' arms and said firmly, "Alright, Cassius. I'll marry you as long as you want to marry me. Will you marry me?"

Frankly, I was quite terrified when I asked him that. I was afraid that he too had been reborn. I was scared he would resent me for my indifference.

I was worried that he would reject me. However, the sudden quickening of his heartbeat told me that he would not.

Everyone looked at me in astonishment. Miles even blurted in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

I shot him a cold glare and replied sardonically, "Are you hard of hearing? Then, I'll say it again. I want to marry Cassius! Miles, consider yourself gone from my world."

My father and the others exchanged glances as the frown on their faces was replaced with a smile. After all, they had always preferred Cassius.

Everyone else was quick to congratulate us.

Cassius lowered his gaze to mine. His eyes were filled with a myriad of emotions as he murmured softly, "Are you sure you won't regret this?"

I shook my head, choking back tears as I replied, "I'll never regret this."

Miles' eyes were filled with despair as he looked at me, shaking his head. "No, you can't marry him. You love me. How could you marry someone else?"

I ignored him entirely. Julian hastily sent for the guards to send Miles packing. Then, he led Cassius away, claiming they had to straighten out some details about the wedding.

The earlier scandal was promptly forgotten due to the birth of another. However, everyone was satisfied with this outcome, as the Wrights and the Moores had been business partners for ages. Therefore, no one wanted to see an ending in which both families would end up in a feud.

That evening, my dear friend Amara Price sent me a location. She invited me to meet her at Crown Resort. She said that she wanted to congratulate me for finally figuring it all out and wanted to celebrate the occasion.

I knew Amara had always disliked Miles. It had gotten so bad that we nearly had a fallout. Now, it was time for me to apologize to her. With this in mind, I told my parents about my plans and headed to Crown Resort.

To my surprise, when I arrived, Amara was nowhere to be found. Instead, Faith was there, holding Amara's phone with a contemptuous expression on her face.

A sense of foreboding crept up my spine as I demanded sternly, "Faith, why do you have Amara's phone?"

Faith cast aside her little miss innocent demeanor and shot me a venomous look as she replied, "What do you think? Your best friend wouldn't be in dire straits if you hadn't pushed Miles and me to the brink."

I yelled in anger, "Are you crazy? Amara is a Price. How dare you hurt her!"

At that moment, the door behind me creaked open, and several men came storming in. Alarm bells rang in my head, and I instinctively reached for my phone. Alas, they snatched it out of my hands.

They surrounded me, each eyeing me with lewd gazes.

Faith giggled gleefully before smashing a wine bottle and saying, "Oh, why so tense? These men… are here for me."

I thought she had lost her mind when those men bypassed me and charged at her before I could even process the situation.

Then, the door swung open again, and a visibly furious Miles stormed in with his entourage right on cue. Faith held a shard of glass to her neck, crying out, "Don't come any closer, or I will kill myself!"

Miles shouted in panic, "Faith!"

His bodyguards swiftly subdued the men, gaining control over the situation.

Faith lowered the glass shard and rushed into Miles' arms, her eyes red with tears. She whimpered, "Miles, I only wanted to apologize to Ms. Moore and ask her to give you another chance.

"Yet, she set these men on me, saying that you would despise me after this. That way, there would be no possibility for us to be a couple. I was so scared… I would've died if you had come a moment later!"

Miles seethed with rage and grabbed me by my neck. I struggled to free myself, hitting his hands in desperation and gasping, "She's… lying to you…"

Alas, Miles ignored my plea. Instead, he threw me to the ground and roared, "You vile woman! Since you're so vicious, I might as well repay you in kind!"

With that, he ordered those goons sternly, "If you want to leave Crown Resort intact tonight, you'd better treat her well."

I felt as though I had been plunged into an icy abyss. I knew he hated me, but I never imagined he could be so cruel. I screamed, "Miles! My father will kill you!"

Miles merely gave me a cruel smile before responding indifferently, "Do you think Cassius will still want you once you're ruined? As for your father, well, he'd be begging for me to marry you after this!"

I felt goosebumps dotting my skin as I regarded the hateful scowl on Miles' face. If I had any doubt that he had been reborn, then that doubt was utterly gone. At that moment, I felt as though the demon who had tormented me in my past life had come back to haunt me.

He grasped my arm as he watched me with cruel eyes. Yet, he sounded so kind and gentle as he added, "I know you're scared, but don't worry. It'll be all over soon."

Then, he tore a piece of fabric from my dress and blindfolded me.

Finally, he left the room, tenderly carrying Faith in his arms. Before he left, he even instructed those goons to "entertain" me well, saying, "She's all yours. Make it quick."

The goons Faith had hired were all outlaws. Therefore, no amount of money would be able to tempt them from sparing me.

Brawny men surrounded me, closing in on me one step after another. An endless despair engulfed me, and all I could do was close my eyes in resignation.