Reborn for Helping My Husband Reunite with His First Love, He Suddenly Changed His Mind

“You two dated for four years? But I haven’t even dated Taylor for that long!”

Brandon's sudden outburst was truly hilarious.

"What does the matter that you two are dating or not have to do with me?”

Just then, Taylor came out of her house and Brandon immediately held her hand.

“Taylor, when should we go get our marriage certificate?”

“Oh, didn't I tell you? I lost my ID card and my household registration is still in my hometown. So it's very difficult to get it reissued. Let's just have the wedding first—it's all the same.”

Brandon finally felt proud and said, "Yes, we'll have a wedding! We'll hold it right here in the village and it will be a grand one!"

Taylor pushed him back inside. “You go wait in the house first. I haven't seen my sister in years. I want to talk to her alone for a bit.”

She pulled me to a deserted spot to ask, "You didn't tell him bout my situation, did you?”

“No. I didn’t get the chance to do it. But are you really going to marry him?”

“The dowry he offered is just too generous. You know my dad—he's drowning in gambling debts. I'll make this sacrifice, put up with him for now and get the dowry first.”

She pointed at me. “Don’t you dare tell him about me, understand? Don’t ruin my plans!”

I nodded vigorously. “Got it!”

But I could not suppress the smile tugging at my lips. I was already looking forward to their wedding day.

I wondered what Brandon’s reaction would be when he finally married the unforgettable first love he had longed for across two lifetimes.

The wedding day arrived quickly. Brandon hosted a grand banquet in the village. The round table alone was stretched from Taylor's house to almost the entrance of the village.

However, after all the guests were seated, not even ten tables were filled. The eight tables were filled with Brandon's relatives, while Taylor's side consisted of only my husband and me.

Brandon was confused. "Taylor, does your family have no other relatives?”

Taylor's expression was very unnatural. “No, either we've lost touch, or they've passed away.”

Actually, she was lying. In reality, the marriage was so outrageous that her father was too embarrassed to invite anyone. He hadn't even invited the neighbors from the same village.

However, because Brandon was blinded by joy, he did not care about any of it.

After toasting the guests, before they'd even left, Brandon impatiently pulled Taylor into the bridal chamber.

Less than three minutes after they went in, Brandon suddenly burst out of the room, bare-chested and pale-faced.

And because he was running too fast, he tripped over the threshold and fell flat on his face. He immediately got up again and continued to run forward, like a frightened bird.

Only then did I get a clear look at him.

His eyes were bloodshot and bulging and he was screaming, “Damn it! Damn it! She's not the woman I'm supposed to marry!”