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On National Singles Week, my fiancé Samuel Quinn's female friend, Jessica Reed, attended a pool party. Things got out of hand as she was drugged, and soon she found herself pregnant with a child whose father was unknown. Our wedding day, which should have been a celebration of love, took a disastrous turn. Samuel stepped forward in front of everyone and announced the cancellation of our engagement. "Rachel, I gotta take responsibility for Jessica and the baby in her belly. She won't be able to go on if I don't," he said. I took a deep breath, calmly removed the diamond ring, and agreed to call off the wedding. In my past life, I was stubborn. I refused to let it go and publicly exposed Jessica's scandal of being pregnant out of wedlock. Rachel was kicked out of her home, subjected to a storm of online abuse, and eventually, she had a mental breakdown and jumped off a building. When Samuel heard the news, he showed no emotion on the surface. But after our marriage, he stripped me naked and locked me in the basement. He hired thugs to torture me. "It's all your fault that Jessica is dead! You'll pay a hundred-fold for what she suffered!" he roared in anger. I endured the torture until I finally died. Only then did I realize how much he hated me. But then, a miracle happened. I opened my eyes again, and I was back to the very moment when Samuel proposed calling off the engagement.