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As the sole heiress of the Vance Group, I had been with my fiancé for three years and considered him my everything.
I naively believed I had found perfect love.
Until I lay on the hospital bed, suffering from acute gastric bleeding, and my fiancé finally dropped his pretense.
"I've long been fed up with you...a haughty princess."
"I've been with that intern for three years now, and we have twins."
"You were just a stepping stone for me to revive my family's fortunes. It would be best if you could just disappear quietly."
So, all those three years of sweet nothings had been lies. He loved someone else, and all he truly wanted was my family's money.
An excruciating pain washed over me, the heart monitor shrieked frantically, and I closed my eyes in despair.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back three years prior, on the very day my father had asked for my opinion on this marriage.

The Second Chance Fate Gave Me

A week later, I received an email from an unknown sender. It contained only a short phrase: "He's not the person you think he is." The sender was "C.R."


I hesitated for a moment, then replied with a simple message: "We need to meet."


The next day, I met Chloe at a secluded coffee shop. She looked haggard, with dark circles heavy beneath her eyes.


"Thank you for agreeing to see me, Ms. Vance." She nervously stirred her coffee cup.


"Your email caught my attention, Ms. Reed. You said, 'He's not the person I think he is.' Who are you referring to?"


"Lucian," she whispered. "He... he's changed. Ever since the company started to collapse, he's become... terrifying."


Chloe lifted her sleeve, revealing bruises on her arm. "This is just a part of it. He said it's all my fault, that if I could help him regain your trust, everything would be alright."


Chapter 7