The Healer’s Second Chance

On the night of our engagement ceremony, my fiancé's childhood sweetheart posted a photo of herself holding a silver dagger, threatening to self-harm.

Logan was desperate to go and stop her, but he was stopped by the Chairman.

"If you dare to not complete the engagement ceremony tonight, Moonstone will no longer have you as its heir!"

Logan ultimately relented, but the next day, news came that Sarah had slit her wrists and was hospitalized.

Logan's reaction to this was cold; he didn't even shed a single tear.

Twenty years later, when I was critically ill and bedridden, Logan and our son injected wolf poison into my body.

"Evelyn, if you hadn't been so desperate to marry into wealth, I would have been living a happy life with Sarah long ago!"

"Let me tell you the truth. The child… I bribed a doctor to implant one of Sarah's embryos in you! You've spent your entire life raising a child for the woman I love most!"

As the poison spread, I took my last breath in excruciating pain.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the night of our engagement.