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.

had been married for ten years. From our college romance, starting with nothing,

I gave up my

I painfully underwent three abortions, until I could no

on the brink of

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

honey? You said you'd love

pant leg tightly, the excruciating pain gradually numbing

I heard Sebastian's vicious words pierce

with you dead can Sofia and I be together openly! And only then can we get that huge insurance payout to take Parker family's business to the next level! Ha ha ha..."

you daydreaming about? Come here right now! Today is an important day

of a birthday party. I gathered my thoughts as memories suddenly fell into

so today was the twelfth birthday of

younger son of

and fine wine filled golden

said you didn't

dispelled

was my mother in this life, my sister from my previous life,

from head to toe, her haute couture dress stunningly beautiful - the very picture of

motionless in the 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

guests were all from wealthy families, including various industry

she had raised me for twenty years, always putting on this

eldest daughter. In private, I was the money-losing goods that should have

Yes, money-losing goods.

hadn't fared well in

wine glass in my hand, carefully storing away the original owner's

glass of light blue cocktail, ordering me to go

arms with her. Under everyone's

cocktail Helen made for

he also held

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