Chapter 2

Our wedding date was set in short order. As Jason walked past me with Hannah, he whispered, "This time, you'll suffer for the rest of your life, while I'll live happily ever after."

I raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Really? Who suffers remains to be seen."

Jason was so angry his teeth clenched. "Just wait. Your time is coming!"

The moment he finished speaking, Veronica walked over. His face went pale with fright, and he and Hannah scurried away.

Veronica looked at me. "From now on, you're my husband. If you have any conditions, Name your price."

Feel free to ask?

Was fate finally on my side?

In my past life at this time, Veronica had an important project that she assigned to Hannah.

Hannah secretly embezzled a lot of money from it, which later became the foundation for killing Veronica.

After all, with money, she could hire people.

This time, I wouldn't let her succeed.

Not only to prevent Veronica's death, but also to get revenge on Jason.

I knew Hannah too well. She was the one with real problems. If she lost the project, her temper would become even more volatile.

Jason was in for some truly "wonderful" days ahead.

I looked at Veronica.

"The suburban project—I want you to give it to me, not Hannah."

I thought she'd ask me why.

But she didn't. She agreed immediately.

She even offered to show me our future home.

Veronica took me to a luxury villa district where every inch of land was worth a fortune. Only the wealthy and powerful lived here.

Veronica was truly rich—I'd known that in my past life.

I figured that in this life, her wealth alone could secure my comfort, provided I didn't cross her.

As for love, I wouldn't hope for that.

So I took her hand, laying on the charm. "Veronica, I really like it here."

She smiled and handed me a check for fifty million dollars. "Go spend it."

My eyes lit up.

I desperately needed money. Heaven was truly helping me.

Then she took me to see the new house.

How strange—the interior design was all in styles I liked.

I didn't understand how she knew me so well.

Just as I was about to ask, she suddenly kissed me, blocking all the questions I wanted to ask.

This was happening so fast.

When the kiss ended, I suddenly noticed Jason standing outside, his eyes glaring at us viciously.

He must be furious that I wasn't being tortured.