Chapter 1

At the altar, through the delicate lace of the veil, I saw it.

My fiancée, the woman I was supposed to marry, had been replaced.

Instead of exploding, I gave the fake bride the wedding of a lifetime.

Because in my previous life, I'd publicly exposed the stand-in bride, tearing the whole ceremony apart.

Forcing Celeste, who was practically glued to her childhood sweetheart, Felix, in his hospital room, to reluctantly return and marry me.

But her beloved Felix, refusing treatment, died on the operating table.

When the devastating news hit, I urged Celeste to see him one last time.

She refused, her voice chillingly dismissive:

"Blame his bad luck, then. Not mine."

After the wedding, we seemed blissfully happy.

I kept pouring money from my family's fortune into her company, pulling it back from the brink of collapse.

But on Felix's death anniversary, my wife pushed me from the top floor of our company building. I plummeted, crashing onto the pavement below, my body utterly mangled.

As I plunged, the wind tearing at me, I saw her face – awash with tears: "If you hadn't forced me to marry me, Felix wouldn't have died!"

"You took me, but I lost Felix forever. How dare you live so happily?"

It all clicked into place. She had always resented me for Felix's death, never showing me an ounce of genuine affection.

Then, I opened my eyes, and I was back at my wedding to Celeste.