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“Emily, are you having a headache again?”
The cold rain disappeared.
The hard floor disappeared.
The sky was clear and crisp, and guests were everywhere.
It was my twenty–second birthday banquet, also my engagement party with Marcus Grant,
Perhaps the heavens had mercy, with one blink and another, I was reborn.
Not only did I not die, but I went back to being twenty–two.
In that year, Harper Corporation was thriving, and my father made it to the top ten of the Forbes list.
In that year, Marcus and I were not yet engaged.
“There shouldn’t be a headache! A voice behind me was gloating, “Yesterday, Marcus admitted
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in front of the media that that little secretary was his girlfriend.”
My best friend was about to go over, but I stopped her.
It wasn’t just acknowledging the girlfriend’s identity.
Three months ago, he went to another place on business, was drugged by competitors, and to save him, Lily Blake spent a night with him.
Marcus suddenly recognized his true love and wanted to give her a proper status, to marry her.
Counting yesterday, they had been caught by the media three times.
“Emily, don’t listen to the media’s nonsense. You and Marcus have grown up together, all these years of feelings…”
I looked at my best friend and shook my head.
Her words came to an abrupt stop.
I knew what she was going to say.
A week ago, I woke up at home.
A week was enough for me to sort out what had happened in those five years.
“Emily.” My friend suddenly reminded me, “Marcus is coming over.”
