Chapter 72
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
I’m the unwanted heiress, who came home to nothing but cold shoulders from my own parents.
Only Camden Ravencrest ever had my back, protecting me at every turn. After ten years of marriage, we were the golden couple everyone envied.
Until Valentine’s Day, when he died in a car crash supposedly buying me roses. Heartbroken, I swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills to join him.
At my funeral, that fake heiress Viviana Sterling clung to some guy’s arm and giggled behind her hand:
“My poor sister was such a fool. She never knew her precious husband was actually rushing to meet me when he crashed p>
Ten years of love, of being his treasured wife–all of it was a joke. Even my suicide became their punchline.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my parents were picking out my fiancé.
Watching Camden’s eyes burn with lovesick devotion as he stared at the fake heiress, I made my decision to let them have each other.
This time, I was going to be my own light and take back everything that belonged to me in the Sterling family!
At the family dinner, Dad thought the timing was right. Just like last time, he looked at Camden and spoke slowly.
“ Camden, it’s clear you and Brielle have feelings for each other. Since she didn’t grow up with us, if she marries you, you must treat her well p>
Before Dad could finish, Camden stepped forward and cut him off.
“Mr. Sterling, the woman I want to marry is Viviana p>
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Everyone except me.
The moment I saw Camden’s lovesick gaze fall on Viviana, I knew for certain.
Camden had been reborn too.
Just like before, I was the unwanted real heiress. My parents and I were distant, and even after being brought home, we weren’t close.
To make up for twenty years of neglect, they decided to marry me off early and keep Viviana by their side. For more chapters visit.net
For my arranged marriage, they chose Camden Ravencrest from the Ravencrest family.
In my past life, I liked him too. Every time I was bullied and faced cold treatment, he gently protected me.
He became the only light in my life.
Camden agreed to marry me, and for ten years we were loving–the model couple in our social circle.
Until that Valentine’s Day car crash took Camden’s life.
I couldn’t accept losing him and swallowed sleeping pills at his funeral.
My parents didn’t shed a tear after my death. The fake heiress Viviana looked nothing but mocking.
“ Brielle Sterling was such a fool. Stupid her whole life p>
She contemptuously stroked her pregnant belly. “Since Camden’s dead too, might as well get rid of this unborn child p>
That’s when I learned Camden’s crash wasn’t about buying me roses–he was going to spend Valentine’s Day with Viviana.
My devotion and suicide became their joke.
So this time, even if Camden agreed to marry me, I wouldn’t get involved with him again.
Dad stood up in shock. “What did you say p>
He looked at me, then at Viviana. “What’s going on? I thought you two were close p>
Camden got to his feet all polite, glanced right past me, as he took Viviana’s hand.
“Sir, that was all just a mix–up p>
“I only looked after Brielle because she was adjusting to being home. I only see her as a sister p>
His gaze fell tenderly on Viviana’s face. “The person I truly like… has always been Viviana p>
Viviana blushed, snuggling into his arms, shooting me a smug look.
Meeting everyone’s stares, I stood up and spoke calmly.
“Yep, Dad. I only think of Camden as a brother p>
“Since he likes Viviana, why not let them be? I just got home–no rush to get married p>
As soon as I finished, Camden’s gaze fell on me, as if examining whether I meant what I said.
Dad sighed. “So it was all a misunderstanding. We’ll discuss this later. Let’s eat p>
I curled my lip. My parents were still playing favorites after all.
They schemed to marry me off because they felt I was an outsider in this house, an eyesore to them.
But when it came to Viviana marrying, they couldn’t bear it.
Halfway through, I got up to use the bathroom. Viviana suddenly blocked my path and threw a diary at my face.
“Brielle Sterling, you must be dying inside, right? I stole your crush–bet you hate me so much p>
Her face lit up with glee, like my pain was her drug.
“You’re acting so calm on the surface, but inside you hate me, don’t you? You chased after him for so long, and I just crooked my finger to make him
come running like a lapdog p>
“Brielle Sterling, so what if you’re the real heiress? Whether it’s our parents or men, they’re all still mine. You can’t steal them away p>
I didn’t speak, just picked up the diary.
It was my secret crush diary.
Filled with girlish thoughts, every entry starred Camden.
When I was falsely accused of ruining Viviana’s clothes and forced to kneel in the rain, he held an umbrella over me.
When I fainted from low blood sugar and no one cared, Camden carried me to the hospital.
When I had no dress for parties, he thoughtfully prepared one for me.
In my past life, these little details made me fall step by step.
But I only learned at death that Camden was just playing both sides–being good to me while having an affair with Viviana.
I smirked, flipping the diary into the firepit and watching it burn to ash.
Viviana gaped: “What are you doing? ”
“Don’t overthink it, sis.” I shrugged. “No secret crush diary here. Camden just confessed to you in front of everyone–I don’t go for secondhand goods p>
As she gawked like I’d grown a third head, I smiled, shouldered past her, and left.
But after just a few steps, Viviana let out a blood curdling scream.
She had tumbled down the stairs, forehead splitting open on the corner, blood gushing.
My parents and Camden rushed over at the sound.
Their faces gone white. “Sweetheart, how did you fall?” they fussed, helping her up.
Viviana teared up, pointing at me with resentment. “It was Brielle! She wanted me dead p>
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.