"Ma'am, can I help you with something?"The hunky guy I was ogling discreetly covered his goods.Not wanting to creep anyone out, I smiled politely. "Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view. I'm not actually going in."Realizing I shouldn't push my luck, I reluctantly went into the gym.Thirty minutes later, I stumbled out of the gym, wheezing and grumbling as I headed home."What a ripoff! Pay a fortune and they won't even let you touch!"The more I stewed, the angrier I got. I even considered marching back to complain, but as I turned around, that creepy feeling of being watched returned.Suddenly, pain exploded in my head. I saw stars, then everything went dark.I came to with the sound of a woman sobbing.As I slowly regained consciousness, my wrists screamed in pain. My feet were dangling in thin air.With a jolt, I realized I was suspended from somewhere high up.Below me, angry waves smashed against sharp rocks.The woman bawling her eyes out next to me? None other than
"Four.""Three."Brad's gaze flickered between Linda and me. Finally, he spoke painfully, "Let... Linda go."I calmly closed my eyes.Suddenly, Anne's frenzied scream pierced the air, "You think I'd actually let you choose? If you won't pick me, you won't get to pick at all!"With that, I felt a sudden, sickening drop."No—""Aah—"Brad's despairing shout and Linda's terrified scream rang out simultaneously.The next second, I plunged into the churning sea.—I carefully cut the ropes with my small knife.The seawater stung my eyes, but I had no time to worry about that.I dove deep, grabbing Linda as she thrashed wildly in the water, and struggled to swim upwards.We burst to the surface, gasping for air.The sea was rough. I tried to conserve energy, just keeping Linda and myself barely afloat.After about five minutes, the waves had carried us far from the cliff.In the distance, a small boat was heading our way."Hurry— gulp Hurry up!"The person on the boat pulle
Linda: "To be honest, I accidentally video-chatted with this guy from Estaland on social media. He was incredibly hot, and he had a castle!""It took a lot of soul-searching before I decided to chase love across the ocean!"I listened, my face full of longing."So why did you come back?""Who knew? The guy looked like a total mess in person," Linda said, heartbroken.I commented, "But having a castle isn't bad, right?"Linda hesitated, then said shamefacedly, "He was just a janitor at the castle!"I couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.Everyone in the club stared at me.Linda snapped, annoyed, "Stop laughing!"Seeing her getting angry, I quickly revisited all my sad memories to stop myself from laughing.I consoled her, "It's okay, at least Brad's still waiting for you!"Linda stared at me, her face a mix of emotions. "Lindsey, are you really this clueless or are you pretending?"?"Brad's been in love with you for ages!""No... that can't be right? I'm just your
Brad pulled me into his car.Inside, I racked my brains for small talk, but he remained silent.The atmosphere was thick enough to cut with a knife.He wouldn't even glance my way.I gave up and just stared at him over the headrest. He covered my eyes with his hand to stop me.Back at the mansion, he went straight for a shower without a word.I stood awkwardly in the middle of the living room.The butler couldn't bear to watch."Miss Harper, where on earth did you go? Mr. Halter has been searching high and low for you. He hasn't slept a wink in days."When you fell into the ocean, he dove right in after you."If the security team hadn't realized something was off and fished Mr. Halter out, God knows how this would have ended."You got sick after your fall and went for treatment, right? You didn't tell him because you didn't want him to worry?"How sweet of him.I thought about my trip to Japan.Sincerely, I replied, "Yes.""Just explain it to Mr. Halter properly. He ador
Staring at the message on my phone, identical to the one from my previous life, I realized I had been reborn. Back to the second year of my relationship with Brad Halter.Gone were the days of being penniless and Brad's obsessive pursuit. I was once again his darling, the number one stand-in who could count money until my hands cramped, all thanks to my pretty face.Stand-in for whom? Of course, for Linda Clark, the country’s top socialite who flew to Estaland years ago, choosing her dreams over love.My phone buzzed with another message:"Are you free now? How about we meet right away?"Tsk. Just as impatient as in my previous life.The girl on the other end was Anne Larson, Brad's second stand-in kept on the side.At first, I didn't believe Anne's story, until she produced intimate photos of Brad and Linda, along with a limited edition black card...I had one too. But with one small difference - mine was labeled "1," hers "2."I'd call it Brad's exclusive lover's card set. I
Oh so domineering, I love it.I quickly put my phone away, stood up, and downed my coffee in one gulp. "I'll call you later. Duty calls – Master Brad awaits~"Back at the luxurious villa Brad bought me, he was working on the couch. I leaned against the doorframe, silently admiring his chiseled features.In my past life, we met by chance after college. The next day, he had me brought to his home.I thought he was captivated by my beauty, unable to resist.Little did I know, it was because I resembled his first love who went overseas.At first, I refused to comply.Who did he think he was, snatching me up like that?Then he handed me a black Amex.Just like that, this small-town girl with nothing but good looks, who dreamed of rolling in dough, fell hard.But on one condition: we had to date. I wouldn't be just another sugar baby.Just as I braced myself to chase my dreams, Brad only wanted to Netflix and chill.It was a win-win. I wasn't complaining.Then Anne appeared, tel
Suddenly, a few messages popped up on my phone."Darling, I made your favorite dish today."What's this about?A second later, the messages were frantically deleted.Then, Brad's phone screen suddenly lit up.Did she send it to the wrong person?What a scatterbrain.I snickered and typed, "What did you just send? I was busy and didn't see it."The other side typed and deleted, typed and deleted, rapidly responding in the chat box."Are you at home? Nothing happened with Brad, right?"Testing me."I confronted him about breaking up, but he's locked me in the house and won't let me leave!""Oh my God! How could he do that to you? That's terrible!""Miss Harper, don't be afraid. I'll help you!"Anne fired off a few messages.It was all about how to make Brad angry, how to disappoint him, how to make him lose patience—poisonous schemes.Reading through these, it's clear Anne doesn't want me by Brad's side!"I have a brother who's a great guy. How about he takes you away fi
Brad's frown deepened.My heart skipped a beat as I suddenly remembered the message Anne sent last night. What did she call Brad again? Darling? As the reigning champion of stand-ins, I thought her choice of words might be worth borrowing.I took a deep breath, letting the words roll around in my mouth before speaking. "B-Brad… darling?"Thank heavens, his brow smoothed out.So this is what Brad likes?"The day after tomorrow at 8 PM, dress up nicely. You're coming with me to a dinner party," Brad said, his tone laced with authority.I was startled. This wasn't how things went in my past life. 8 PM? What a coincidence.Thinking about Brad's sour mood all morning, it clicked. My Oscar-worthy performance must have set off Anne's alarm bells. She must have ratted me out to Brad.Crap.Seeing me clam up, Brad spoke again. "$50,000 has been wired to your account."I nearly teared up at the power of cold, hard cash. My anger toward Anne melted away."Brad, darling~ What kind