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.

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

needed to start businesses, I gave up my own

painfully underwent three abortions, until I

today, as he watched me on the brink

he stepped forward and viciously stomped on

honey? You said you'd

pant leg tightly, the excruciating

heard Sebastian's vicious words pierce my

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

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

a birthday party. I gathered my thoughts as

was the twelfth birthday of my brother, Peter

did dote on this younger son of

ornate platters, and fine wine filled

it you who said

dispelled the

me from afar was my mother

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

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

was the twelfth birthday of the Parker family's younger son. The guests

appearances. After all, she had raised me for twenty years, always putting on

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

Yes, money-losing goods.

fared well in the Parker family

in my hand, carefully storing

a glass of light blue cocktail, ordering me

linking arms with her. Under everyone's gaze,

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

also held a glass of wine, intending to exchange

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