Author_Shizu

The pain from the gunshot was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart as she realized she would be losing not only her life but also her unborn baby. With eyes that beheld great resentment, she looked at the man, the father of the child and her cousin's arms in arms.

"Why?" There was nothing else to say. Eyes conveyed everything that was needed to be said, 

She didn't deserve such an end. 

He knew this.

But the man had an impassive look. As if years of their time spent together meant nothing to him. Years of her showing him with affection meant nothing to him.

Just one world 

"Fate"

...

As she opened her eyes, she found herself the very night this tragedy started. The day she got married to David. 

The face was the same, the reception was the same, and the room was the same. But the soul was not the naive inexperienced stay-at-home wife. But a betrayed woman who burnt in the flame of vengeance.

Rebirth: Revenge of the abandoned heirress

That afternoon, Frank brought Jazmine Harrison to a nearby restaurant.

"You look upset," he observed, swirling his wine glass.

"It's nothing," Jazmine replied absently, her mind still tangled in thoughts of those two mysterious groups from Hong Kong.

Frank raised an eyebrow. "Why did you bring me here? You could have just sent that invitation to Fashion Week through my secretary."

"Why would I miss a chance to take my darling to dinner?"

Jazmine shot him a sharp glare. "You're back at it again? Was the previous beating not enough?"

Unbothered, she picked up a piece of sweet and sour chicken, placing it neatly into her mouth.

Frank smirked. "I have a favour to ask."

"If my little flower wants me to—"

"You seriously forgot your last beating."

Jazmine's tone dropped several degrees, her gaze turning frigid.

Terified friend