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Before I could figure out why Ariana was here, she pulled me into the house.
She plopped down next to Damien, her delicate little fists pounding against his chest.
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“How could you treat my sister like this? If she didn’t like you, would I ever give you up to someone else? I painfully let you go for Brielle’s sake, but if I find out you’re mistreating her, I’ll never speak to you again!” Ariana bit her lip, tears nearly falling.
Damien nervously lowered himself to comfort Ariana. The two of them were completely wrapped up in each other, ignoring my existence. I imagined that if I weren’t here, they’d probably take their flirting straight to bed.
But even though they could barely contain themselves, Ariana didn’t completely ignore me. She looked at me somewhat awkwardly, though her eyes didn’t want to miss any of my reactions.
“Brielle, next time Damien bullies you, just tell me, and I’ll definitely have your back,” Ariana said while sliding her slender hand inside Damien’s shirt, pinching his flesh hard. She pretended to be getting revenge for me, but was actually flirting with him.
I clenched my fists tightly, digging my nails into the tender flesh
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of my wrists to barely regain my composure. I couldn’t understand why I had been so stupid in my previous life, unable to see through their shameless little games.
It wasn’t until later, after I had miscarried for Damien time and again, my body depleted of all its strength, that I finally realized something was wrong thanks to a friend’s warning.
I had Damien’s warm milk with honey–which he fed me daily —tested, and sure enough, it contained large amounts of abortifacients.
I secretly logged into Damien’s WhatsApp, intending to investigate every detail of his past. I just never expected the truth to be even more disgusting than I had anticipated.
Damien and Ariana had been in a relationship since high school, but since they were both players, they inevitably broke up and got back together multiple times.
Until I came along–innocent me apparently became the glue for their relationship. The forbidden thrill of cheating behind my back was irresistible to them, and their relationship only heated up after Damien and I got married.
The warm milk with honey poured into my stomach every day came from someone Ariana had hired. Yet after each of my miscarriages, Ariana would pretend to feel guilty, crying as she sought comfort from Damien.
The two of them kept pushing moral boundaries behind my back, again and again.
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Until they both grew tired of the game and finally decided to let me go. Unfortunately, after countless miscarriages requiring hospitalization, my body was already wasting away, and I could only wait for death in the hospital.
Every time I think about this since my rebirth, my stomach churns uncontrollably. My lover’s betrayal, my family’s backstabbing each incident made me wish I were dead.
So in this life, I absolutely cannot become their plaything for flirtation.
I abruptly stood up from the sofa and gracefully yanked the door open to leave.
“Damien, we’re done. This isn’t a joke—it’s a notification.”
After I left, the house returned to its rowdy atmosphere. I could even imagine how Damien’s worthless friends were talking about me.
But actually, as long as I could end this arranged marriage with Damien, I could completely restart my life.
I had just sat down in my car when my phone immediately started vibrating. When I answered, Damien’s furious roar came through.
“Brielle, do you have a death wish? Will you only be happy when you’ve destroyed Ariana?”
