Wedding Night Poison, Lifetime Revenge

Synopsis

On our wedding night, my husband Dylan brought me a glass of wine. I drank it, full of happiness, only to feel a searing pain rip through me. He pulled his cousin into his arms and looked down at me as blood streamed from my face. "Charlotte, you're nothing but cheap. I can't stand the sight of you. Your family's wealth paved my way to success. Now that they're gone, there's no reason to keep you around." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that same wedding night. Dylan was walking toward me, holding the same glass of poisoned wine, looking at me with practiced tenderness.