It Was You

"Cassandra, I've never liked you. Let's break up…"

"You are my fate. I will have you as my wife for the rest of my life."

"Bastard! She is your sister! How dare you?! Get out of here! I don't have a daughter like you!"

"She is just a rubbish person."

'My head hurts...'

Her memory was so painful, tearing her into a million pieces. As she thought about it again, her headache became more severe. With that, she groaned while curling up into a ball..

There was no one inside the room except her. She stared at the handcuff around her wrist connected to the bedpost. She tried to wriggle it but only caused it to leave a red mark. There was even blood overflowing from it.

The cold sweat formed on her forehead and the cold air filled the whole room.

After a long time, she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was two glaring red characters with the meaning of "happiness" posted on the wall, and a big poster hanging on the wall.

Her eyes widened and her body stiffened at a certain point. The familiar scene overwhelmed her.

How could this be? Wasn't it the night before her wedding?!

the substitute, nor did she want to marry the evil man. The only thing she wanted was to stay with the man she loved. As

I not

of a plan when she tried

she trusted the most, should stand by the side of that devil. The man she loved so much even pushed her into the abyss step by step. As for her parents, she was just a pawn in their hands!

knowing that, she had no expectation in life. When the man came to take her home, she could predict how she would spend the rest of her life as a prisoner, leaving no hope

could remember was that she fell into the sea and

that she had returned to the night five years ago when she had married Martin Lu, taking the

looked so real, and she was sure that it was

I reborn? But why? Why am I in the same place five years ago? From the

of her parents abandoning her, the love of her life being taken away by her sister, and the man she had loved betraying her. Since then, they had forced her to

go through everything again? Why would they treat me that

winter now, and the wind was blowing with

her white and slender

lied on the white bedsheet and heaved a sigh with sweat all over her. After a long time, a sudden

body, she raised her eyes and stared at the black gate. She knew well

the GR Group, the only man she loved

inside while wearing a well-tailored black

with clenched fists while she glued her eyes to the man. In the empty and quiet room, the deep voice of

woman I love is Susan. Marry Martin for

previous life that she gave up struggling after hearing