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Damien made a mistake at work and was charged with fraud.
I helped him by serving six years in prison, then upon release sought him out to fulfill his promise of marriage.
Only to hear that on the day of my sentencing, he had already held a lavish wedding with his pure love.
"You married Melody, but what about Evelina?"
Damien sneered coldly.
"Did Evelina really think I liked her? If Melody hadn't been blackmailed by those people who insisted on sending her away, I never would have contacted her in the first place."
"I was all prepared to take the fall for Melody, but luckily there was a gullible sucker."
"If she wanted to sacrifice herself, let her."
After learning of my release, he immediately had someone destroy my ID documents and educational certificates, ensuring I couldn't find work.
"To prevent her from revealing Melody's situation, no one is allowed to hire her."
I had a mental breakdown and went to confront Damien.
But I discovered the woman in his arms looked 80% similar to me."I forgot to tell you, from the beginning you were just Melody's stand-in."
"The man Melody loved manipulated her, and she was heartbroken when she finally came back to me. Of course I had to protect her well."
"When we slept together before, it was always other men I found. Nothing ever happened between us, so don't flatter yourself."
To prove he remained faithful to Melody, Damien had one of the previous men forcibly take me.
To prove he truly had no interest in me.
I fought back and fatally hit my head trying to resist.
Blood everywhere.
But Damien thought my death was for the best.
He used my corpse as kindling to light the fireworks.
Under the grand fireworks display,
He made lifelong vows to Melody.
When I woke up again, I was back to the day I got out of prison.
Damien pretended to thank me by inviting me to dinner again.
"Sure," I said.
With an icy smile.
Slipping the knife I had hidden at home into my pocket.

Jerk Tricked Me Into Prison

He was still looking at his phone as he spoke, not even bothering to glance at me properly.


"What do you mean 'work a few more years before coming out'? Isn't taking the fall for you for six years enough?"


Damien frowned, looking at me with displeasure.


"It's not like I forced you to take the blame, is it?"


I smiled bitterly, not yet saying a word.


Damien decisively put down his phone, revealing a troubled expression, his tone impatient.


"If you'd gone to jail for two or three years, that might have been okay. But how can a man possibly wait six years for you? Especially a normal man who needs to be taken care of?"


"Due to a family arrangement, I've already married another woman."


"But I won't abandon you. Since it's hard for you to find work now, I'll let you be our housekeeper."


"Two thousand a month with room and board included, that should be enough for your future living expenses."


"To be honest, there's no other man helping you now. You should quickly thank me for my generosity."


Thank him? Before going to prison, I was a designer earning hundreds of thousands a month.


I lost everything for him, and now he wants me to be grateful for a mere two thousand bucks.


"I was just kidding with you. I never took that promise seriously back then.""Since you're married now, this is my wedding gift to you."


I pulled a small box from my pocket and opened it, revealing a tiny USB drive.


Damien asked me what it was, and I told him it contained the evidence that had convicted him.


Before going in, I had already had someone help me gather evidence proving he'd been framed.


This evidence, if carefully examined, actually had many flaws, but back then I was afraid those people would retaliate against him.


So I simply took the blame and went to prison to settle the matter.


"I've discovered the fabricated evidence those people used. I'll help overturn the case. Not only will I be compensated for emotional damages, but you'll also receive a large settlement."


As I spoke, I placed the spare USB drive in his hand and turned to leave.


Damien anxiously grabbed my hand, his expression clearly panicked.


"What's past is past. Who told you to reopen the case?"


Damien didn't want to overturn the verdict because he knew I was taking the fall for Melody.


To frame me, he had used a lot of fake evidence. If these things were disproven,


He certainly didn't want Melody to face the risk of imprisonment.


To stall me, he planned to invite me to stay for dinner.


He pretended to go check the information on the USB drive himself.In reality, he went upstairs to destroy the USB drive and then flirt with Melody.


I climbed the stairs step by step, looking at Melody's artistic photos on the wall.


Back then, Damien thought my artistic photos were ugly and wouldn't let me take any.


Turns out he didn't want anything to affect the image of his true love in his heart.


Melody, who was getting intimate with him, quickly saw me and dropped her water glass in shock.


Damien angrily rushed over and slapped me.


"Can't you see this is a private area?"


I fell onto the shattered glass, my arm sliced open with a large crimson gash, blood pouring out.


Yet Damien only cradled Melody as he took her to the hospital.


"Melody, it's okay, it's just a small cut. It won't leave a scar."


It wasn't until late that night that Damien returned, carrying the bandaged woman.


He gently comforted the woman in his arms while viciously cursing me as a jinx.


"In all the years we've been together, Melody has never been hurt. But because of you, she injured her foot."


"I've never seen such a disgusting woman as you."


Chapter 2