My Sister Always Steals My Boyfriends

My older sister, Candice Channing, was a doctor who was an expert at treating infertility patients.

She was always telling me how worried she was about me marrying a man who was not great in bed, which would be equivalent to me marrying into a life of being a widow.

That was why she would always seduce every boyfriend I had.

After sleeping with them, she would approach me by showing off the love marks on her body.

"I've tried him out for you. He's not a considerate lover and refused to let me go even after I told him 'No'. This isn't a man you would want."

I broke down every time she did this.

After that, I cut ties with her and left for another place.

That was when I met Russell Loft, the youngest Captain in the army who was stationed there locally. He was a mature and good-looking man.

On the day of our wedding, we arranged a banquet for our guests, and that was when I spotted Candice among the crowd.

Candice was now Russell's personal doctor, and she was at the wedding as a guest.

"My dear sister, I can't help but worry about the man you're about to marry. Let me try him out for you."

She drugged me unconscious and climbed into bed with Russell in the dark.

When I woke up and barged into the room with others, my actions caused a commotion among our colleagues.

Candice was treated as a third party who destroyed my marriage and was taken away on the spot.

When my son turned one, Russell told me he wanted to surprise me, but he took me to an abandoned minefield instead.

The moment I stepped on an active mine, I knelt on the ground, begging him to take our son to safety, but Russell looked at me coldly and said, "All Candice wanted before the wedding was to leave me with a memory of her first time in bed with me, but you got her arrested, and she ended up being raped to death by the people in the detention center. She was pregnant with my baby when she died. You and that b*stard child of yours should pay for their lives."

That was when I found out that he had fallen for Candice.

My son and I died in the explosion, and our bodies were blown to smithereens without leaving behind a intact corpse.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of my wedding, where Candice appeared as our guest.

I held my cheek in daze for a long time after I was slapped on the face. That was when I realized I had returned to the day I got married. My head was hurting intensely, and the first thing I saw was the savage look on my mother-in-law's face, and the coquettish smile on Candice Channing's face.

The same thing happened in my past life when Candice instigated my mother-in-law using a fake premarital health screening report, and almost ruined my reputation and wedding. My mother-in-law started accusing me, "You shameless little sl*t! I'll beat you to death!"

Candice pretended to talk her down, "Miss Channing might have contracted several STDs, but what if she caught them by accident? She could have been infected by using unsanitary towels, for example…"

My mother-in-law continued angrily, "Stop giving excuses for her! Didn't the report state that she had dozens of abortions? Could that be by accident?!"

Relatives who had come to congratulate us heard everything, and they looked at me with disdain and disgust.

"My gosh! Can you believe it? Russell's department required a premarital health screening, and his fiancée was exposed as a promiscuous woman!"

"Fortunately, his personal doctor caught this in time. Otherwise, he would have married a dirty woman!"

I was filled with despair at this point in my past life, and I lunged at Candice while crying, grabbing her clothes. "Why must you frame me like this? Why are you destroying my happiness?!"

Our arguing had caught the attention of Russell and his superior, and Candice jumped into Russell's arms, looking upset. "Captain Loft, I came over to deliver the results of your premarital health screening and played a joke on her because she looked so nervous. I didn't expect your wife to get so worked up over this and attack me!"

I cried as I tried to explain to Russell how Candice was making up stories about me contracting STDs to break us up and destroy the happiness that I had finally found.