I Let My Fiancee Be With My Brother

On the third year of our anniversary, the cruise ship Louise York—my fiancee—and I were on sank.

I gave her the only life jacket we had before getting dragged under the currents and losing contact with the world.

Three years later, after I healed from my injuries, I rushed back just in time to see her getting married to my adopted brother. Since she owed me her life, she was forced to marry me instead. That caused her to start hating me, because I had separated her from the man she loved.

Even my parents accused me of being immature. They said that I was ruining my brother’s happiness. Their coldness and rejection caused me to become obsessive, and I fell into despair.

Then, my family’s enemy came looking for revenge. To save my life, Louise ended up being stabbed right into her heart.

Blood gushed out of her as she tried her best to drag me to a safe place.

“Nathan, I’m returning the life I owe you. I just hope that you won’t bother me again. I just want… to be with Stanley…”

I felt my chest twist in pain as I died full of hatred.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day I crashed their wedding.

“Miss Louise York, will you take Mr. Stanley Xander as your lawfully wedded husband and be with him…”

The emcee’s stern question entered my ears in an unreal way, as if his voice were muffled.

The guests turned to look at me, the unwelcomed man who had just interrupted the emcee’s speech.

“My goodness, isn’t he the Xander heir who died three years ago in the ocean? Why is he still alive?”

“Look at his getup. He looks so… pathetic. I heard that today’s bride used to be his fiancee and that they were a really loving couple in the past. Is he here… to steal the bride?”

“Hush… Quiet. Things are getting interesting.”

Those voices dragged me out of my muddled thoughts.

I watched as Louise stared at Stanley with loving eyes.

In my previous life, I had rushed on stage like a madman and acted hysterical. I asked her why she would betray me and why she would marry Stanley when he was just an adopted son who had taken my place.

My parents had run after me to shut me up. “Nathan, stop throwing a tantrum and come back with us!”

Louise’s eyes had held no trace of joy for our reunion. There had been nothing but deep annoyance. Later on, she had no choice but to cancel her wedding with Stanley to marry me.

That was the start of my nightmare.

Stanley was then diagnosed with severe anxiety and would sometimes hurt himself. In order to comfort him, Louise often spent the night at his place while lying to me by saying that she had to work overtime.

Later, I realized that her ‘company dorm’ was really just Stanley’s house.

She