Married in My Name

After blowing through 15 million, which was my wedding gift from the Masons, I turned myself in for marriage fraud.

That was when the housekeeper's daughter, Hannah Castillo, panicked.

On May 5th, Castillo Enterprise and Mason Group were set to unite through marriage. I was meant to be the bride, but instead, I was locked away in a dark storage room.

By the time I fought my way to the ceremony, Hannah had already finished the wedding using my identity.

I went onstage and said I was the Castillos' real daughter, only to be questioned by everyone in the company.

The reason was simple: Hannah had been using my name and status openly inside the company for the past six months.

Hannah kicked me to the ground and sneered, "You're the housekeeper's kid! How dare you make a scene!"

Before I could pull out any proof, the bodyguards Hannah hired dragged me out and dumped me on the road.

A car ran into me, and I died on the spot.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day before the wedding.

[My wedding's tomorrow. Everyone has to come. No need to bring any gifts. I just want it to be lively.]

When I saw Hannah Castillo's message in the company group chat, my heart jolted.

I never expected to be reborn to the exact day before Hannah used my identity to marry into a powerful family.

[So the rumor is true! Castillo Enterprises and Mason Group really are joining forces!]

[Wow, we actually get to witness a wedding of a century. Ms. Castillo and Mr. Mason must be a perfect match!]

Congratulations flooded the chat.

Maybe realizing I had just joined the group yesterday, Hannah quickly added another message.

[It's not some business alliance. I'm just marrying my childhood sweetheart.]

That only made the chat explode even more.

[Aww, that's adorable. Rich people's love stories really are sweeter than ours!]

My palm was slick with sweat as I gripped my phone.

I was about to ask her directly who she was marrying tomorrow. That was when someone knocked on my door.

Hannah walked in, her face full of apology. "Daphne, I'm getting married tomorrow, too. I'm really sorry I can't attend your wedding. Can I tell them to pick me up from this villa tomorrow?"

In my last life, Hannah had said the exact same thing.

She had grown up living in my house with her mother. She never had a place of her own. We were raised together, and I treated her like a sister.

I let her wear my clothes. I even personally brought her into Castillo Enterprise.

When she said she would be getting married on the same day as me, I didn't doubt her for a second. I even looked at her with envy and congratulated her on marrying for love.

I agreed on the spot to let her leave for her wedding from my family's villa. I even picked out a