I was reborn, back in a sterile hospital room, clutching my swollen belly, desperately fighting the excruciating pain of labor. My aim: to delay the birth of my twins, believing that if Chloe' s child was born first, Ethan might spare mine.
But my husband, Ethan Sterling, was a pawn in a cruel game.
He was convinced by his manipulative mistress, Chloe Evans, that I was a monstrous villain from our past life, deserving of only destruction. He was already celebrating Chloe's son, declared his heir, while I lay in agony.
My desperate sacrifice was in vain.
I was forcibly dragged from the hospital mid-labor, compelled to ingest a miscarriage-inducing tonic, then brutally beaten and publicly shamed.
Bleeding profusely, I heard the devastating news: my innocent father had been murdered by Ethan's command. One of my precious twins was already gone, a silent casualty of their monstrous deceit.
Imprisoned in a frigid cellar, dying a slow, painful death, I couldn' t grasp how the man I once loved could be so utterly blind, so consumed by a delusion that he would destroy everything, even his own family.
The injustice was an unbearable weight, yet the terrifying question remained: how could he not see Chloe's wicked lies?
Yet, a twisted fate intervened.
On the brink of death, my supposed demise shockingly exposed Chloe' s elaborate fraud to Ethan.
Consumed by a horrifying, soul-crushing regret, he sought his own form of brutal justice: orchestrating a fiery explosion that consumed Chloe, her child, and himself.
I miraculously survived, with one last, living son. Now, I am relentlessly building a new life, refusing all traces of the Sterling curse, choosing absolute freedom over a tainted fortune that once cost me everything.