After I Married an Infertile woman, She Went Crazy Begging for Forgiveness

The daughter of the richest man in Los Angeles's elite had pursued me for five years and I never spared her a glance. Because I was just one of the "husband blind boxes" she planned to collect.

As long as you got drawn the night before the wedding, you'd become the husband of the richest heiress. I knew I'd definitely be chosen.

I had already died once. In my previous life, I was the one she picked and became the groom under everyone's spotlight.

On our wedding day, she drank too much and missed a call from her adopted younger brother, who ended up dying of a heart attack.