Regret Comes 99 Wishes Later

In my fifth year with the fallen heir, Connor Garrett, I make 99 wishes for him. As a result, I age and turn into an old woman. He, on the other hand, rises to become the richest man.

However, he immediately turns around and proposes to his first love, Nadine Zeigler.

He says to her, "Nadie, you have no idea how much I went through to marry you."

Nadine toys with a diamond ring worth billions and asks, "What about that follower of yours who grants wishes?"

Connor gives a carefree scoff. "She's just a tool who traded her youth for my fortune. Does she really think I will marry an old woman?"

I stand in the shadows and silently make my final wish.

Without my help, I would like to see how he will rise again this time.

Amid the crowd's blessings, Nadine Zeigler took Connor Garrett's hand.

Her gaze passed over the crowd and landed directly on me. One corner of her lips curled into a victorious smirk.

From the shape of her moving mouth, I could read the taunting words she directed at me. "You lost."

I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was white with age, while Nadine was young and radiant, like a blooming flower.

I turned around and shuffled away from the scene of the proposal.

I had wanted to quickly pack up and leave the Garrett residence, but my old body simply couldn't keep up.

After finally managing to pack everything, I stepped out the door, only to find that Connor had already returned. His car pulled up right in front of me.

Upon seeing me carrying bags of all sizes, he frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

I held my bags and kept some distance from him. "I'm leaving."

"What? Are you throwing a tantrum again because you heard that I was going to marry Nadine?" Connor let out a soft laugh, his eyes full of mockery.

Then, he went on, "Alright, stop making a scene. You're nothing but a shriveled old woman now, Willow Sterling. Do you really think I would marry you?"

The hand holding my bags began to tremble as a wave of overwhelming grievance surged up within me.

"Fine. Connor, you're the one who begged me to come down the mountain back then. Now we're even," I said.

Hearing my words, he froze for a moment before frowning again. "Haven't I given you everything you wanted? I gave you all the wealth and luxury in the world. You have more riches than you could spend in several lifetimes. Nadie has nothing. Why are you being so petty?

"Fine. If you want to leave, I'll go with you."

With that, he got out of the car and snatched my luggage. Then he shoved me inside his car brusquely.

The fragrance in the car was his favorite cedar scent. Back then, I would stay up all night blending perfumes for him. Now, all I felt was a