How to Knock a Princess off Her Pedestal

On my wedding day, my groom's sister, Nadia Lawson, wears an elaborate ball gown and comes on stage to snatch the emcee's microphone.

Before all the guests, she arrogantly says to me, "Can't you see the princess is here? Why didn't you curtsy and greet me? You deserve to be punished! Get on your knees and prostrate yourself before me as an apology!"

My expression sours at her insolence. I turn around only to see the indulgent expressions on her parents' faces.

The groom, Bowen Lawson, says dotingly, "We spoiled Nad silly since she was a child. You are her sister-in-law now. Don't make things hard for her."

I am so mad that I can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

The clown thinks she's a princess, asking me to kneel before her? Ridiculous.

On my wedding day, my groom's sister, Nadia Lawson, who had grown up being spoiled by him and their parents, stormed onto the stage. Flanking her on each side were two blond men who claimed to be her bodyguards.

Right there and then, she wanted to tear off my wedding dress while shrieking, "You shameless wretch! I have my eye on this dress. Take it off and hand it over to me now!"

By the time I got over my shock and wanted to get away, the two blond men had already pinned me to the ground and pulled the zipper on the back of the dress halfway down.

I screamed in terror and looked to my to-be husband, Bowen Lawson, for help.

However, the sight that greeted me was him patting Nadia's head dotingly and saying, "Please stop messing around, my dear princess. Let Lauren and me complete the ceremony first. She'll take off the dress and give it to you later, okay?"

My wedding ended abruptly due to my passing out from anger. When I woke up, I was already on the plane headed for the honeymoon.

Nadia insisted on coming along and ordered me, who had a fear of heights, to skydive with her. But right before the jump, she deliberately unfastened my harness. And so, I fell into a valley to my death.

After Bowen returned from our honeymoon, he inherited my massive insurance payout and publicly listed company. He used my inheritance to turn Nadia into a real heiress. She spent my money freely and hired numerous male escorts to keep her company.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had gone back in time to the day of my wedding.

I had been reborn on the day I married Bowen.

The emcee said, "The groom may now kiss the bride."

Just then, the heavy entrance doors to the hall were suddenly pushed open.

A sharp, coquettish shout rang out, "The princess is here. Why aren't you greeting me as you should?"

Immediately after, someone wearing a pink ball gown with an exaggerated design of multiple tulle layers sewn together to resemble flower petals glided