Making the Wrong Choice... Again

I knew exactly what kind of response Jacob wanted to hear—that I was miserable, abused by Xenia, and stripped of my dignity as a man.

But I refused to give him that satisfaction. I simply replied, "I didn't marry her."

It had been a long time, yet no message came through.

After a while, his message popped up. "How is that possible? This was a betrothal arranged by both families! How could it be canceled so easily?"

When I didn't respond, Jacob started trying to convince me again. He said that Xenia just had a bit of a temper, but her family was rich! If I didn't even marry her in this life, then I would've completely lost to him.

Jacob thought reverse psychology would work on me, but I remained completely unmoved. He was the one who had desperately tried to escape her, even driven to the point of ramming his car into me.

How could someone like Xenia ever be a good choice?

I blocked Jacob, who started to panic and blurted out what he truly felt.

"How come you got to cancel the betrothal so easily? In our previous life, I had to pay 100 million dollars in compensation to get a divorce! If you could do it, why couldn't I? Why?"

I didn't reply. Given Jacob's personality—always blaming others and his circumstances—no matter how many times he got to relive his life, he would never change his miserable fate.

Besides, he signed that agreement himself. No one forced him to. If he hadn't been seeking financial freedom, he wouldn't have signed it in the first place.

…

When I had earned 100 million dollars, I set aside a portion of the money into fixed deposits and used the rest to continue investing in stocks and for liquidity.

Just as I was swamped with work, Xenia called. The moment I answered, she launched into a furious tirade.

"You were the one who called off the marriage, and now you turn around and stab me in the back! Are you even a man?"

Her tone was more furious than I'd ever heard it, but I was utterly baffled.

"Wait a minute. What are you talking about? How did I stab you in the back?"

I sounded a little angry too. After all, I hadn't done anything, and I got yelled at the second I picked up the phone.

To my surprise, she said, "Don't play dumb! You even called my father! You're really something, huh? Now my father says I'm the one who's being unreasonable, breaking the promise by casually breaking off the engagement. He even told me to apologize to you and go through with this marriage!"

Dazed, I slowly started to grasp the situation. "Hold on, I'll explain this to you later."

With that, I hung up.

I immediately called Jacob. Before I could even ask him about it, he admitted it himself.

"So? Didn't I handle this nicely? Now you have to marry Xenia. Oh, wait, no—you're marrying into her family! Hahaha!"