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My fiancé fell in love with his intern secretary and insisted on breaking off our engagement.
I tried to advise him: “She can’t help you become the heir of the Grant Family. You might as well wait until you take charge first.”
The secretary felt humiliated and jumped to her death in public.
Five years later, the first thing he did as the heir was to divorce me, ruining my home and family.
“This is what you owe Lily.”
When I woke up again, it was my twenty–second birthday banquet.
Everyone asked me what my wish was.
“I hope Marcus and Miss Blake… have a hundred years of harmony, grow old together.”
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I died on a rainy day.
Originally, I could see the mountain full of maple leaves, but Marcus couldn’t wait.
I rolled down one step after another, blood flowing all over.
He still wasn’t satisfied.
He pushed me down the stairs with his own hands, over and over.
I was in so much pain that I could hardly make a sound, but I stubbornly asked:
“Why…?”
I didn’t understand.
Our families had always been on good terms, and we grew up as childhood sweethearts.
For over ten years, my family had been doing everything to help him get a foothold and become the heir.
But he set a trap, enticed my father into it, causing my family to go bankrupt, and my father died of a heart attack.
“Why, Marcus?” I held onto his clothes tightly.
Marcus’s face turned frighteningly pale. It was obviously him who ruined my family, yet his expression looked as if I had wronged him.
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“This is what you owe Lily.” He gritted his teeth.
Lily?
Lily Blake?
The name was somewhat unfamiliar to me, so much so that it took some effort to recall it.
As well as the pure and delicate face behind the name.
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Five years.
It turned out that in these five years, Marcus had never forgotten her.
It turned out that he blamed her death on me, blamed it on the entire Harper Corporation.
“Marcus, you’re really a…”
Fool!
The last two words never made it out, as Marcus had already grabbed me tightly by the neck.
The air in my chest was slowly drained away.
Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth.
It looked just like the red leaves all over the mountain.
