I Let A Fraud Be With My Boyfriend

On the day of my wedding to Elliot Wendell, a fake heiress committed suicide.

In the second year of our marriage, we ended up enemies.

He hated me, the true heiress, for returning and causing Celeste Dent’s death.

I hated him for loving the woman who had taken my place as an heiress for twenty years.

During the ten years of our marriage, we fought each other with vicious words and wished for the other to die.

Then, there was an earthquake, and he shielded me beneath him. He protected me with his back.

The building collapsed, and he ended up a mangled and bloody corpse.

As he lay dying, he whispered into my ear, “If I had known that she would die, I would’ve never taken you home.”

“If we ever meet again, it would be better if I were your only family.”

In the end, I still died in the secondary quakes.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had gone back in time. It was the day when he brought me to the Dent family to regain my rightful place among them.

Elliot suddenly changed his mind and said, “Samantha, I was wrong. You’re not the daughter the Dent family lost twenty years ago.”

Elliot Wendell blocked my path outside the door of Dent Manor. His expression was torn but determined.

I remained silent as the image of reinforced concrete collapsing flashed in my mind. I could see his bloody and mangled spine, and I could almost hear the words he whispered into my ears.

“If I had known that she would die, I would’ve never taken you home.”

That seemed to be his choice.

If he had known how things would turn out, he would have chosen to abandon me from the start.

However, it did not matter.

In the previous timeline, my ten-year marriage to him had been like a nightmare. He hated me, and I resented him. We tormented each other every day and night. It was only in death that we both found release.

With this second chance, I could cut things off before they could sour. Knowing this, I suddenly felt a wave of relief.

I looked at Elliot and calmly nodded. “Alright, then.”

Surprise flashed across his eyes, and the words he had prepared died in his throat.

“What did you say?” he asked almost reflexively.

“I said alright,” I repeated. “Since it’s all a mistake, let’s just forget it. Thank you for bringing me over. I need to get back to campus.”

After that, I turned to leave.

However, he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Samantha Kane.”

There was a thread of fear in his voice as he called out to me in a low voice.

“What’s with this attitude? Haven’t you been looking for your family all this time? You’re just going to give up so easily after I said they’re not your family?”

I turned back to look at him and found the whole