Chapter 1

I had a secret crush on Jack Sullivan for seven years.

In my previous life, I saved him during his darkest hour.

I married him and was willing to be a devoted wife.

I let him run my company, allowing him to bask in the limelight.

In the end, he stole my money and cheated on me with his soulmate.

Later, his enemies kidnapped both me and his soulmate. I thought five years of living together would soften his heart.

But he chose to save his soulmate without hesitation, leaving me to be assaulted and killed by the kidnappers.

In this new life, I've returned to the year when Jack Sullivan hit rock bottom.

My car was parked at the end of the alley, just in time to witness Jack Sullivan being chased by several men in black wielding knives.

It was exactly the same as in my previous life.

I suppressed the complex emotions surging within me.

"Uncle Tom, drive," I said.

Uncle Tom cleared his throat, hesitating. "Miss, Mr. Sullivan is up ahead. It looks like someone's trying to kill him."

I glanced ahead. Jack Sullivan was indeed being chased and had collapsed in front of my car door, covered in wounds.

He desperately knocked on the car door, begging me to help him.

The door opened.

I looked down at him from above.

My mind flashed back to my previous life, when I had saved him without hesitation and married him, caring for him devotedly for five years.

I had thought true love could be reciprocated.

But in the end, I met a tragic death.

Coming back to my senses, looking at him now, I still couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart.

His handsome face, even covered in blood, couldn't hide his good looks.

He crawled to my feet, looking up at me with pleading eyes.

Weakly, he said, "Mia, please help me. I'll do anything."

In my previous life, he had begged me just as pitifully.

I had taken him in without a second thought.

I fed and cared for him, paid ransom to save his brother, and protected him for five years.

Thinking it over, I slowly replied, "Alright."

I would save him, but I couldn't let him dirty my car.

I kicked him away.

I ordered my bodyguards to protect him.

"Uncle Tom, let's go," I said.

"Miss, isn't Mr. Sullivan the man you've liked for a long time?" Uncle Tom asked.

I snorted. "Not anymore."

In my previous life, when I saved him, I didn't expect anything in return.

I only hoped he could like me, even just a little.

Unfortunately, it didn't end well.

Back at the mansion, I saw Jack Sullivan curled up in a corner, shivering.

He crawled towards me like a dog.

I brushed off my pants where he had touched them.

Looking at him with disgust, I said, "Jack Sullivan, since you like being a dog so much, why don't you stay by my side as one?"