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.

ten years. From our college romance, starting with

men needed to start businesses, I gave up my own career to support him every step

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

today, as he watched me on

grimace as he

honey? You said you'd love me

pant leg tightly, the excruciating pain gradually numbing

consciousness, I heard Sebastian's vicious words pierce my

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

day for the Parker family. Al you do is sit there eating and drinking,

of a birthday party. I gathered

today was the twelfth birthday of my brother,

really did dote on this younger son of

delicacies adorned ornate platters, and fine wine filled golden

who said

flashes dispelled

one yelling at me from afar was my mother in this life, my sister from

toe, her haute couture dress stunningly

I raised it to my lips, gently blowing on it. The aroma wafted up, the taste of

son. The guests were all from

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

was the Parker family's eldest daughter. In private,

Yes, money-losing goods.

hadn't fared well

glass in my hand, carefully storing away the original

brought over a glass of light blue cocktail, ordering

brightly, sweetly calling her "Mom" and linking arms with

cocktail Helen made

also held a glass of wine, intending to exchange glasses with

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