Reborn: Falling for the Scoundrel (On Purpose)

Walter Stone has built a utopia for his private brothel with a ton of money with the proclamation that he wants to collect 100 wives.

After kidnapping and forcing himself on 99 women, Walter has his eye on me, Caleb Ingram's pregnant wife.

On the day I'm supposed to be sent to Walter, my housekeeper sinks down to her knees and pleads for me.

"Please think your decision through, Mr. Ingram! I heard that Mr. Stone Senior is very brutal when it comes to bedroom matters! If Mrs. Ingram were to be sent to him, I'm afraid that she wouldn't be able to protect her unborn baby…"

But Caleb remains cold and aloof.

"Since Mr. Stone Senior has personally asked for Nala, she has to go to him no matter what. If she loses the baby, then that's that. At most, I won't file for a divorce from her. Once she returns, she'll still remain as the missus of the Ingram family. We can have another baby in the future."

In my previous life, I refused to travel to Walter's residence. In the end, Caleb's private assistant, Sadie Riverson, offered to go in my place.

But the moment she came back, she slit her wrist and died. The coroner's autopsy report showed that she was pregnant as well.

Caleb kept his emotions bottled up since then. But on the day I gave birth to my baby, he walked to the rooftop of the hospital and threw our newborn down the building.

Only then did I realize that he had been hating my guts the whole time since Sadie's death.

Now that I've gotten reborn, I no longer resist against the chains of fate. Instead, I get into the luxury car Walter has sent for me coolly.

"Did you hear? Mr. Stone Senior specifically asked for Mrs. Ingram and threatened to bankrupt Mr. Ingram's company if she didn't comply. Apparently, Mr. Ingram has agreed."

"Mr. Stone Senior is in his 60s and is notorious for being a freak. No one would come out of his private brothel alive—at least not with a sane mind. How could Mr. Ingram send her to hell?"

"Well, well. That's because his first love is in the picture. If Ms. Riverson had been the one summoned, Mr. Ingram would rather give up his entire fortune than let her get close to that man!"

The door was half open, so the maids' hushed gossip drifted in from the living room. Pam Williams, who was helping me organize my clothes, couldn't help piping up.

"Mrs. Ingram, don't listen to their nonsense. Why don't you talk to Mr. Ingram again? He's your husband—he'd never actually do such a heartless thing to you."

I smiled helplessly. "Forget it. It's useless."

Everyone in the upper circle knew what Walter Stone was like. He controlled everything and showed no mercy. My husband, Caleb Ingram, would never provoke him for my sake—I knew that much about myself.

In my previous life, Caleb agreed