It Was You

"Cassandra, I've never liked you. Let's break up…"

"You are my fate. I will have you as my wife for the rest of my life."

"Bastard! She is your sister! How dare you?! Get out of here! I don't have a daughter like you!"

"She is just a rubbish person."

'My head hurts...'

Her memory was so painful, tearing her into a million pieces. As she thought about it again, her headache became more severe. With that, she groaned while curling up into a ball..

There was no one inside the room except her. She stared at the handcuff around her wrist connected to the bedpost. She tried to wriggle it but only caused it to leave a red mark. There was even blood overflowing from it.

The cold sweat formed on her forehead and the cold air filled the whole room.

After a long time, she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was two glaring red characters with the meaning of "happiness" posted on the wall, and a big poster hanging on the wall.

Her eyes widened and her body stiffened at a certain point. The familiar scene overwhelmed her.

How could this be? Wasn't it the night before her wedding?!

did she want to marry the evil man. The only thing she wanted was to stay with the man she loved. As

I not dead

tried to run

man she loved so much even pushed her

home, she could predict how she would spend the rest of her life as a prisoner, leaving no

remember was that she fell into the sea and was

returned to the night five years

looked so real, and she was sure that it was not

in the same place five years ago? From the

her, the love of her life being taken away by her sister, and the man she had loved betraying her. Since then, they had forced her to marry Martin Lu.

to go through everything again? Why would they

winter now, and the wind

saw the joints between her white and slender fingers, which seemed to be

 sweat all over her. After a long

body, she raised her eyes and stared at the black gate. She knew well that Roger Gu was the

the only man she loved before and for

wearing a well-tailored black suit.

the man. In the empty and quiet room,

the woman I love is Susan. Marry Martin for the

then in her previous life that she gave up struggling