
844 readers · 9 chapters · 3 free
On the day of my wedding to Kael Thorne, he abandoned me, riding off to the Croft family to save Elara Croft, who was about to take her own life. He held her tightly, his face filled with relief and happiness at having her back. I was certain that, just half an hour ago, he had been in time travel, just like me. Back then, on the night of my wedding to Kael, word came that Elara had ended her own life. Kael's expression turned cold in an instant. He abandoned me and rushed to the Croft family, but he was still a step too late. Elara was already dead. From then on, the two of us turned against each other, our marriage falling apart until we were nothing but strangers. I hated Kael to the core. He never loved me, so why did he insist on marrying me? Kael grew bitter toward me, blaming me for being the eldest sister and tormenting Elara every chance I got. After Elara died, Kael drank all day, deliberately ruining himself until he became a walking corpse and met an early end. In the third year of our marriage, he dropped dead from overindulgence in bed with the most sought-after courtesan at the brothel. I squandered our vast fortune, feasting on the finest delicacies, dressing in silk and satin, and traveling the world to see all its wonders. I lived to be eighty-eight and passed away peacefully. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on my wedding day.