Chapter 37

Love Story 3-Chapter 1

My name is Julia Morris, and I died.

Killed in a car accident orchestrated by my husband and my own sister.

When I woke up again, I found myself at their younger son's birthday party.

And I... had become their daughter...

I officially became the chairman of the company. Looking at her terrified and desperate expression, I sneered:

"Do you remember Julia Morris?"

I died on a snowy winter day.

There could have been a glimmer of hope for survival, but Sebastian Parker stood there, laughing coldly, unmoved.

And I had placed all my hopes for survival on him.

Pieces of the car wreckage tore through my chest inch by inch.

Blood flowed everywhere, staining the pure white snow, a stark and haunting sight.

The pain was almost unbearable. Looking at Sebastian, just two steps away, I asked in desperation:

"Save me, honey, save me..."

I didn't understand.

with nothing, to now being worth millions, I had bet my entire youth on

up my own career to support him every

he said he didn't like children, I painfully underwent three abortions, until I

as he watched me on the

twisted into a grimace as he stepped forward and viciously

You said

his pant leg tightly, the excruciating pain gradually numbing

my fading consciousness, I heard Sebastian's

Sofia and I be together openly! And only then can we get that huge insurance payout to take Parker family's business

now! Today is an important day for the Parker family. Al you do is sit there eating and

birthday party. I gathered my thoughts as memories suddenly fell

so today was the twelfth birthday of my brother,

this younger son of his. The party was

platters, and fine wine filled

it you who said you

flashes dispelled the

my mother in this life, my

exquisite makeup, adorned with jewels from head to toe, her haute couture dress stunningly beautiful -

a glass of red wine. I raised it to my lips, gently blowing on it. The aroma wafted up, the taste of high-end wine pure and sweet, leaving a lingering aftertaste. Seeing me unmoved,

the twelfth birthday of the Parker family's younger son. The guests were all from wealthy families, including various

all, she had raised me for twenty years, always putting

family's eldest daughter. In private, I was the money-losing

Yes, money-losing goods.

seemed this body hadn't fared well in

in my hand, carefully storing

brought over a glass of light blue cocktail, ordering me to go toast the Young Master

arms with her. Under everyone's gaze, we approached Mr.

is a special cocktail Helen made

he also held a glass of

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