Chapter 1After My Boyfriend Paid Off Debt For A Junior

Jack’s junior, Emma, got hounded by loan sharks.

I tried to stop Jack from getting involved, but Emma was driven to suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills.

Jack, unaffected, continued to plan our wedding.

Until one day, after getting drunk, he tenderly caressed a photo of Emma and forced me to down a bottle of sleeping pills.

He said if it weren’t for my cold, heartless, and selfish attitude, Emma wouldn’t have taken her own life.

If I had a second chance, I wouldn’t meddle in their business anymore.

I had been reborn—reborn to the day when James Hamilton started borrowing money all over the place for Emily Rose.

Emily was his junior, and just like her name suggests, she was gentle and delicate, with features as pretty as a painting.

But she had a father addicted to gambling, and over the years, he’d borrowed a huge amount of money from loan sharks. Unable to repay it, he took his own life, leaving behind a daughter who was hounded by creditors day and night.

To be fair, James treated me well—everyone knew he loved me like no other.

That’s why, in my previous life, when he started borrowing money for Emily, saying she was like a sister to him and he couldn’t bear to see her suffer, I didn’t think much of it.

But Emily’s father owed over $8 million. Coming up with that kind of money was nearly impossible. Plus, these loan sharks weren’t exactly good people—you could lose more than just money if you got mixed up with them.

Naturally, I didn’t want my soon-to-be-husband getting dragged into this mess, so I gave James all of my savings on the condition that he stop involving himself with Emily’s problems and focus on our wedding.

But I never expected Emily would take her own life by overdosing on sleeping pills.

When I heard the news, I felt a pang of sorrow. After all, she was just a young woman burdened with a father like that.

James seemed sad for a brief moment, but he didn’t say much to me.

What I couldn’t have imagined was that he would one day kill me for Emily.

Now, as I looked at James standing anxiously before me, his last words to me before I died played on repeat in my mind.

“I told you, Emily and I weren’t like that! Why, why couldn’t you just help her?

“Your family’s got money, doesn’t it? You rich people never understand this kind of desperation. Clara, you’re selfish and heartless!”

“You can watch her die and still expect me to marry someone as cold and cruel as you?

“All rich people are scum!”

Thinking back, I laughed. My family’s annual income was in the millions, and as their only child, my parents never liked James, who came from a rural background.

They wanted me to marry someone more suitable, but I was so in love with James that they cut off my finances, hoping I’d come to my senses.

But James resented me because I didn’t ask my family for money to save his precious junior.

$8 million—did he really think I’d ruin my life just to help him and his little crush?