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On our wedding night, as Joseph's hands tightened around my throat, I finally understood one thing. He'd built his business empire with my money, but his heart had always belonged to his first love. I opened my eyes again—traveled back through time to the very day I was about to hand Joseph financial support. Right in front of Joseph's eyes, I transferred the money to the constantly coughing underprivileged student in our class. Later, that sickly kid I invested in became a tech mogul. Joseph blocked my way, his eyes burning with anger. He demanded, "You were supposed to support me!" Seriously? He thought I traveled back through time just to hand him a golden ticket?