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From the very first moment I laid eyes on Carter, I felt in inexplicable fear toward him. A single cold and sharp glance from him was enough to make ipie feel like I had been plunged into an icy abyss.

His presence was overwhelming, almost suffocating. His features were already striking, but those eyes were just like a hawk's. It seemed to strip away every layer of pretense I tried to hide behind.

1 forced myself to stay calm. Even though I wasn't entirely clear on the situation I was in, there was no way he could know who I was. Pushing down the turbulent emotions threatening to surface, I curled my lips into a faint smile. "Oh? We're not even married yet, and you're already trying to control me."

Carter didn't respond right away. His gaze stayed-fixed on my face, intense and unyielding. as though he were trying to read my mind or figure me out.

God knows how much cold sweat was running down my back under his oppressive scrutiny. Yet, I kept the smile plastered on my face, refusing to falter.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, his voice as cold as his demeanor. "I just wanted to remind Ms. Gardner that the night air is chilly, and you're not in the best health. It's better not to catch a cold."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Bolton." My tone was polite but distant.

Seeing he didn't leave, I met his gaze head-on and asked, "Is there anything else, Mr. Bolton?

"Ms. Gardner, I can treat the marriage registration tomorrow as a joke on your part."

So that's why he was here. Of course. After all, the original owner of this body had been so desperate to avoid marrying him that she had attempted suicide. Then, out of nowhere, she'd decided she wanted to go through with the wedding. Anyone would replace that suspicious.

I took a deliberate step closer to him, and propped my hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, peering at him from above. "Mr. Bolton, you have someone you love, don't you?"

He didn't deny it. His answer was simple and direct. "Yes."

I said with a knowing smile. "I thought so, because you can't be with her, it doesn't matter to you. marry, right?"

"Right."

who you

"Well, that works perfectly for me. Mr. Bolton, I'm only agreeing to marry you because I want a more comfortable life. You've seen it for yourself, things arent exactly great for me in the Gardners."

I didn't know the Gardners's specific situation yet. However, judging from the fact that the original owner of this body had been pushed to suicide, I could make a pretty good guess.

The flicker in his expression confirmed my suspicions. I was right!

I let my lips curve into a slight smirk. "We can treat this marriage as a transaction. You give me the stability and freedom I need, and in return, my status as your wife can offer you some business resources. I'll play my role as Mrs. Bolton perfectly. What do you think?" 1/4

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His pupils dilated slightly, and for a moment, he looked genuinely surprised that I would suggest something like this.

Our eyes met, and I held his gaze, my expression calm and sincere.

After a long silence, he finally broke it. "Tomorrow morning, I'll come to pick you up. I hope Ms. Gardner doesn't go back on her word."

I knew that I had won the gamble..

I released the armrests, my lips curling into a soft smile. The roads are slippery and the night's cold. Take care on your way back, Mr. Bolton." Carter's face darkened abruptly at my smile. Then he turned his wheelchair and left.

When he left, Damian cast me a strange, lingering glance.

I touched any face, puzzled. Is there something wrong with my appearance?

I don't think so. My mother is stunningly beautiful and gentle. Not to mention that this face bears some resemblance to my original one.

Thinking about it, I realized that in the chaotic hours since my rebirth, I'd been so busy reacting to everything that I hadn't even taken a proper look at myself.

Back in the hospital room, I made my way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I froze the moment I saw my reflection.

The face staring back at me was strikingly similar to my original face, with at least an 80-percent resemblance. My original complexion had been fair, but this body's skin was ghostly pale as if sunlight had never once touched it in a year. The features were delicate, almost doll-like, with a small red mole nestled between the brows.

This face looked younger than mine had, exuding a youthful innocence, almost like a high schooler's. Still, if I was old enough to marry, I had to be of legal age. This face just made me look younger than I was.

Perhaps the recent suicide attempt had left its mark. Her face looked very sick.

No wonder Carter looked at me so strangely. Anyone would feel uneasy bringing home a bride who looked like a younger version of their nephew's wife.

I didn't mind this face. I quite liked it. It wasn't just the resemblance to my former self; it was also the way it felt like seeing a younger version of me, full of possibilities.

Back then, the greatest regret of my life had been wasting the best years of my youth on Luke, that ungrateful bast rd.

Thad lived most of my short life for him, pouring everything I had into a love that left me battered and broken. Even when he shattered me, I clung stubbornly to the tattered remnants of what I thought was. affection.

Looking back now, I realized how foolish I had been.

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This second chance was a gift from the heavens, and I was determined to live this life well.

"Emma, are you hungry! I went home and made all your favorite dishes. My mother's gentle voice drifted in from the doorway, filled with warmth I hadn't felt in years

I turned back to the mirror and smiled faintly at the girl reflected there.

Emma Gardner, I'll live this life for you

Philippa gave me the motherly affection that had been missing for many years, and I took a big gulp of the porridge she had prepared, savoring its warmth and flavor.

Slow down, silly child. Don't rush or you'll choke. There's more if you want it. If you like it this much. I'll make it for you every day," she chided, her voice filled with affection

My heart ached faintly as memories surfaced. When I got a cold or a fever and couldn't get out of bed, all I wanted was my mother's cooking

she would always be by Anna's side, accusing me of faking my illness to get attention

Even when I suffered a miscarriage. I never told her. I had grown used to being alone, enduring everything in silence.

Now, with someone genuinely caring for me, I felt a lump rising in my throat. Tears shimmered in my eyes, catching me off guard.

Although I hadn't spent much time with Philippa yet, the original emotions this body carried for her made it easy to accept her as my mother. I could deeply empathize with the affection this version of "me" felt for ber. Thank you. Mom. I love your cooking the most." I said with a bright, genuine smile.

"Good girl" she replied her voice soft with warmth

That night, she stayed by my side, chatting with me for hours. For the first time. I truly opened my heart to someone, treating her as my own mother. It was as I had returned to my childhood, nestled in a mother's embrace, sharing stories and thoughts without hesitation Once she was certain I was marrying of my own will she gently stroked my hair and smiled. "Alright, as long as its something Emma wants. Mom will always support you. But if he ever dares to bully you. I won't let him off.

"Okay."

On the first night of my rebirth. I should have been plagued with anxiety and uncertainty. Yet, wrapped in my mother's arms. I slept peacefully.

The next morning my mother dressed me up.

"Marriage is a big event" she said, carefully brushing my hair. "You should look radiant and joyful" My complexion was naturally pale, so she added a light touch of blush and lipstick so brighten my face

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The reflection in the mirror looked stumming with just hint of color. The red mole between my brows added an ethereal quality to my appearance, making me look almost otherworldly.

At exactly 7:40 AM, Carter arrived. When I opened the door and his eyes fell on me, I caught a fleeting trace of astonishment in his gaze.

I smiled at Damian. "I'll do it myself. I'll have to get used to this sooner or later.

Damian stepped aside, allowing me to take over pushing the wheelchair.

When we reached the parking lot, Damian and the driver moved to lift Carter into the car, but a familiar voice rang out from behind us, "Uncle Carter."

The voice made my expression instantly turn cold. My grip on the wheelchair tightened as fury bubbled up inside me.

My heart spat out the name with bitter anger. Luke.

I hadn't expected to meet him this quickly.

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