I Helped Him Marry His Mistress

Synopsis

Mason Lane, the General, had seen too much bloodshed in his life. A famous seer even prophesied that his only son, Henry, would never make it past the age of twenty. There was only one supposed way to break the curse. Henry had to marry a woman blessed with incredible, lifelong good fortune. Only her luck could shield him and grant him a long life. That was me, the Wynn family's real daughter. In my previous life, however, my cousin Sophia took my place at the wedding altar. I was the one who stormed in, declaring that I was the real deal. With Mason's support, I ended up as Henry's wife. But after Sophia returned home, she was killed during a bandit attack. She was two months pregnant when she died. My parents were so enraged by the tragedy that they cut me off completely, erasing my name from the family records. Henry, however, never let it change how he treated me. He promised to always protect me, and I was fool enough to believe him. I let myself fall for him. Then, when I was also two months pregnant, he held me down and cut me open. He tore our unborn child from my womb right before my eyes. "Did you know Sophia was carrying my child?" he screamed at me. "You destroyed my family, and yet you thought you deserved to have my baby? "I don't believe in prophecies or good fortune. You murdered Sophia. Let's see just how rotten the heart of a killer truly is." He carved out my heart while I was still alive. I died right there on the floor. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning. It was the day Sophia was preparing to marry Henry in my stead. If right and wrong meant so little to everyone here, then this ended now. They'd pay this time.