Love That Burns Against Fate

In this life, they progressed faster than in the previous life.

Olivia's clothes were already half-undressed and scattered all over the small room.

“Olivia… I don't want to lose you anymore, can we be together?”

There was a slight whimper in Olivia's rapid breathing.

Quinton suddenly raised his eyes and met my eyes through the crack in the door.

There was a warning in his vicious eyes, like a tiger that seemed ready to bite me at any time.

I did not rush in crying and making a fuss like I did in my previous life, alarming all the elders.

He just closed the door expressionlessly, then pulled the waiter aside to order, “This room is a private room. So, don’t let anyone come unless necessary.”

I could not help but recall the tragic end of myself and my family and the closed door seemed to bring us a glimmer of hope.

After surviving the disaster, I ran to the small garden to get some fresh air. Turning around and looking at the scene of people toasting each other, my heart grew colder.

Although this was the third anniversary of Quinton and I, it made no difference whether I was there or not. Everyone ignored me with Quinton's tacit consent.

In my previous life, I was so focused on how to seduce Quinton that I did not even feel anything.

Consciousness gradually became clearer and all the details of the previous life formed a closed loop at this moment.

I laughed bitterly, but heard a mocking voice behind me, “Your husband has been taken away by someone else and you are still smiling here?”

I turned my head and saw that stunning face in the night. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and he was looking at me with his arms folded across his chest.

He was my mortal enemy since childhood, Patrick Barrett.

I did not know if it was because the night was too dark and I was a little drunk, or if the alcohol I just drank had messed up my brain.

I moved forward and grabbed Patrick by the collar, then whispered in his ear, “Patrick, I'm going to divorce him and marry you. How about it?”

The strong and powerful heartbeat fell into my ears.

I even forgot how I got back to my room, I just knew that I had a headache when I woke up.

Looking at the divorce agreement sent by Patrick on my phone, I suddenly realized that I had done something ridiculous yesterday.

[Do what you say.]

These four short words reminded me of everything about Patrick.

The Barrett family was the most prosperous family in Burj City. If I left the Hurst Family, then Patrick was my only choice.

As I got ready and went downstairs, Quinton and Olivia were already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Quinton glanced at me coldly and said sarcastically, “On the third anniversary, when we were seeing off the guests, we could not even find a single person?

“Leah, if you don't want to be the daughter-in-law of the Hurst Family anymore, tell me as soon as possible. There are many people who want to be my wife.”

Quinton's voice was neither loud nor soft, but the sarcasm between his words was too obvious.

In my previous life, I loved Quinton, but the brainwashing education I received since childhood made it impossible for me to like anyone other than Quinton.

But things were different once I was reborn. Such a painful death had completely made me give up on the man I have loved for more than 20 years.

“Then I don’t want it anymore. Just give it to someone who’s desperate to become the Hurst Family’s daughter-in-law.”

I glanced at Olivia lightly.

Olivia wore a low-necked sweater that day and the empty neckline revealed red marks that could not be covered up even with concealer.

Anyone with a brain knew that she did it on purpose.

“I will sign the divorce agreement for you.”

Quinton paused holding the spoon, looked up at me and his deep eyes full of disbelief.

After all, I had trailed after him since childhood, so that everyone knew I loved him to the bone and would never marry another.