Chapter 1
In the seventh year of my marriage to Adrian, the richest man in the country, a video of Adrian getting intimate with his first love, Yvette Briggs, was posted online.
Adrian couldn't bear seeing Yvette attacked by all those rumors. So, though I was pregnant at the time, he insisted on divorcing me to clear her name and give the child she was carrying a complete family.
In my previous life, I cried and argued, but in the end I was kicked out in disgrace, left to die alone and broken on the streets.
This time around, I signed the divorce papers, took half of Adrian's wealth, and marched straight to the hospital for an abortion, feeling nothing but release.
Adrian still thought I was hopelessly obsessed with him, that I'd cling to his child and sit around after the divorce, waiting for him to come crawling back like some lovesick idiot.
Just so Yvette's baby could have his undivided love, he actually went through with a vasectomy at the hospital.
When Adrian finally learned the real story, he totally lost it.
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Adrian said, "Larissa, Yvette's just too pure and can't handle all the drama. If I don't protect her, she'll keep getting hurt by those rumors.
"So I have to divorce you and marry her right now. But don't worry. Once she's had the baby and moved past all this, we'll get back together,"
Since I had experienced this in my previous life and time-traveled to this moment, I raised my hand and slapped Adrian.
The sight of Adrian's face—now decades younger and just as flawless—made my hatred surge.
The smack echoed in the room, my palm left stinging, and Adrian's face whipped to the side.
He stared at me, stunned and furious. "Larissa, are you insane? Did you really just hit me?"
Yvette stood beside him, cradling her big baby bump, sniffling as she wiped away her tears.
"Larissa, I know it's kind of harsh to ask you to divorce Adrian, but didn't you kick off all this drama yourself?" she sobbed.
Yvette was bawling her eyes out, making herself look like the innocent victim in front of everyone.
She cried, "If it wasn't for your jealous outburst and those dumb fake photos you made to set me and Adrian up, I wouldn't be stuck in this nightmare.
"I'm begging you, Larissa. For the sake of my reputation and my baby, please. I'll even get down on my knees if that's what it takes."
The moment Yvette finished speaking, Adrian pulled her straight into his arms, holding her close like she was the only thing that mattered.
Yvette's accusation made Adrian look at me with utter disgust.
He shouted at me, "Larissa, you started all this. You blew it all up, and now Yvette's being trashed and ridiculed by everyone. Ever think about the consequences of your actions?
" I'm only doing this to clean up your mess. Get one thing straight. You're signing those divorce papers today, whether you want to or not."
As I listened to Adrian's cold, commanding tone, and saw the contempt in his eyes, a flood of memories from my previous life threatened to drown me.
Everything I'd suffered before flashed through my mind.
Just like last time, that video of Yvette and Adrian all over each other blew up online. Yvette went ballistic, pointing the finger at me for everything, swearing I was the evil mastermind behind her misery.
Adrian totally bought her story. He was so caught up on Yvette, couldn't bear her suffering even the tiniest bit, and would never let anyone lay a finger on her.
So, to make things right for Yvette, Adrian decided the only solution was to toss me aside and marry her instead.
In my previous life, I was head over heels for Adrian and had just found out I was pregnant.
I'd been wishing for a baby for seven years, and there was no way I was letting my child go through pregnancy without having their father around the whole time.
I broke the news of my pregnancy to Adrian and flat-out refused to divorce him.
I thought that after seven years together and me carrying his baby, Adrian would definitely give up on marrying Yvette.
I completely misjudged how obsessed Adrian was with protecting Yvette and just how little I or our baby actually mattered to him.
Because I refused to get divorced, Adrian had no way to give Yvette the happy ending she wanted.
Since he loved someone else, he'd stop at nothing to get what he wanted, even if it meant being downright cold-blooded.
Adrian went full-on ruthless, scheming, and backstabbing me with the most underhanded moves, just to force me into a divorce.
Just when I finally learned I was pregnant with twins at four months, out of nowhere, the internet blew up with stories about me supposedly keeping a sugar baby on the side.
Phony videos, doctored photos, and fake chat logs went totally viral overnight.
Adrian went along with those bogus accusations, insisting I'd cheated on him and that the babies weren't even his, then slapped me with divorce papers.
He hired the fiercest divorce attorney money could buy, dragged my name through the mud, and kicked me out with nothing.