Seven Years of Marriage with Jake

Chapter 37

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.

and I had been married for ten years. From our college romance, starting with nothing, to now being worth millions, I had bet my entire youth on

men needed to start businesses, I gave up my own

said he didn't like children, I painfully underwent three abortions, until I could no longer bear

as he watched me on the brink of death, he

pale face twisted into a grimace as he stepped forward and viciously stomped on

honey? You said

pant leg tightly, the excruciating pain gradually

I heard Sebastian's

dead can Sofia and I be together openly! And only then can we get that huge insurance payout to take

Parker, what are you daydreaming about? Come here right now! Today is an important day for

by the glittering scene of a birthday party. I gathered my thoughts as memories suddenly fell into place in

today was the twelfth birthday of

this younger son

delicacies adorned ornate platters, and

it you who said you

dispelled the piercing

me from afar was my mother in this life, my

exquisite makeup, adorned with jewels from head to toe, her haute couture dress stunningly beautiful - the very picture of a wealthy

corner, casually picking up 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

The guests were all from wealthy families, including various industry peers and business

she had raised me for twenty years, always putting on

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

Yes, money-losing goods.

body hadn't fared well in the Parker

my hand, carefully storing away

blue cocktail, ordering me to go

her "Mom" and linking arms with her. Under everyone's gaze, we

is a special cocktail Helen made for you. Why don't you

held a glass of wine, intending to exchange

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