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"You better stop the fucking prank, woman, and just pick up your phone and call your alpha! Otherwise, I will press the damn button and blow you up,"  A man with a very ugly-looking scar on his face said menacingly, holding a time bomb remote control in his hand and shaking it back and forth before a woman.

 In the last moment of her death, Rose looked into her heart and cried bitterly.
"If I had a second chance, Rolan, I would never have agreed to marry you. I would never have had hopes in you." _____

On the day of her sister's wedding, Rose found herself thrust into an unexpected role as the bride when her sister failed to show up. Marrying a man who had loved her sister for three years, Rose held onto the fragile hope that he might one day care for her. But her dreams of love quickly crumbled—he ignored her, treated her coldly, and never gave her the attention she longed for.

Even at her lowest, when Rose’s life hung by a thread, he was nowhere to be found, choosing instead to enjoy his time with her sister. Rose’s heart shattered as she took her final breath, consumed by betrayal and despair.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her younger self—not before the wedding, but on the very same day she was meant to die. This time, Rose vowed to rewrite her story. She would stop loving him, leave him behind, and refuse to let herself be caught in their web of betrayal again.

But the peaceful life Rose planned never came to be. Against all odds, she discovered she was pregnant—carrying his child. Now bound together by this unbreakable link, Rose must face the man she once loved, all while trying to guard her heart.

Why is he chasing her now? Why wasn’t he with her sister when she ran away and left him? Why does he seem desperate to win her back when all she wants is to stay far away?

A/N: hope you enjoy

The Substitute Bride Is Reborn and  Loves Her Husband No more

Rose's eyes did not twitch for a moment seeing Jennifer's gesture, but her fists clenched under the table subconsciously.

She needed to get out of here before she would lose herself.

She was hurting herself by staying here. She needed to leave.

Jennifer had fed Rolan, and he let her.

In the past, he didn't let her take such action—he never did.

The servants elegantly kept the meals on the table. Rose had prepared the food, but they were just helping her set the table.

She carried a bright smile on her face.

This meal on the table, she had prepared it with so much love.

Her husband would come back and eat it.

Even if his face was cold, he would still eat the food. At least she knew that she had made his stomach happy, she smiled in her heart.

She couldn't wait to see him come.

Rose turned to the servants and smiled.

Who among them knew him better