Restart to Marry Him

June.

Heavy thunder and dazzling lightning enveloped City H.

In the Prison of City H, boundless darkness was pouring towards a woman in the corner.

Christine Stock was in a prison uniform, curled up on the ground, and trembled.

As she made a fist to hold her waist, the familiar pain swept over her, and her pale face was covered with sweat.

This was the sequela after she donated her kidney to Martin Jones a year ago, but this time the pain seemed to be more severe than ever.

Probably her condition was so bad that her inmate told the jailor about this. Until then the heavy iron gate was pushed open.

"Christine, what's wrong with you?!"

"It seems like she is in need of drugs again. Hurry up and send her away!"

Christian didn't hear clearly what they were saying. She only sensed in a daze that there were two people carrying her to a place she didn't know. Then when she woke up with the cold bed on her back, her limbs were firmly tied to the bed.

A dazzling light came into her view. She thought she was dragged to a small black room for rehabilitation again, but when she raised her neck, she saw two strange men approaching her with knives. She couldn't help changing her face.

"What do you want to do?!"

"I didn't use drugs. I didn't!"

She wanted to retreat, but she was forced to stay still.

"We don't have the final say about that. You won't live long since you have killed Franklin Brook anyway." The man picked up an inferior scalpel, split her prison uniform, and spat, "Mrs. Jones said that she wanted the kidney you left, and then they can transplant it on Mr. Jones!"

Christine could feel her blood freeze. Sensing the scalpel sticking to her belly, she shouted desperately, "No! I've already been cheated by him and given one of my kidneys to him, what more does he want?!"

"Slap!"

She was slapped hard and fiercely. Blood streaked down from the corners of her lips, and her head tilted as she panted weakly.

"It was you who signed the body donation book on your own initiative. Christine, you are already dead! So it doesn't matter if you are willing to do that now!" The man directly slashed her thin waist with only ribs, and ordered to the assistant beside him, "Cover her mouth and don't let her sound out!"

A strong smell of blood filled the whole small black room in an instant, and scarlet blood ran down along the bed...

Christine's mouth was covered with a strong force. Without the anesthetic, she could feel clearly that the scalpel was digging her kidney away. It was so painful that she almost suffocated. With sweat and tears covering her face, she closed her eyes in despair.

Suddenly, the sound of neat leather shoes sounded outside the door, followed by a familiar low voice of a man.

"I'm not dead yet. Christian is not guilty of deliberate homicide. I'm taking her home now!"

Christian was suddenly short of breath. She wide-opened her eyes and looked eagerly towards the door in a daze.

It was Franklin!

He was still alive!

For three years, she hadn't heard his voice!

Gloria Stock first incited her to use drugs, and then assassinated Franklin. Thanks to her, he became a vegetable in the end. Since her family abandoned her in jail, she had never seen him again.

At this moment, she had a feeling that the pain all over her body was not as great as the faint twitching pain of her heart, as if it was pulled out alive and then thrown into a meat grinder.

It hurt!

"Mr. Brook, Christine couldn't bear her drug addiction problem and committed suicide."

"...Frank, don't be sad. I'll be by your side from now on."

A soft and sweet voice sounded in her ear. It was Gloria Stock!

Suddenly, Christian regained her hope and gritted her teeth, struggling with all her strength. She didn't want to die yet, but still wanted him to take her home, and was eager to say 'I'm sorry' to him face to face.

She suffered great pain on her body and her consciousness gradually blurred. But she still murmured Franklin's name!

She hadn't heard him say he 'loved her'.

She really didn't want to die!

She wanted to go home with Franklin!

There were regretful tears pouring from her eyes...

In the darkness, a tall black figure walked towards her, facing the sun...

Was she dead?

"Take good care of Mrs. Brook. Don't let her run out!"

Christian seemed to hear Franklin's voice, so she sat up from the soft mattress immediately.

She moved so fast that the pain on her lower body made her gasp for air immediately.

Raising her eyes, she found the man in front of her was gloomy. His cold gaze toward her was so pressing.

"Franklin Brook, am I still alive?"

Was there a Franklin in heaven as well?

"You failed to kill me, so you want to commit suicide?"

Christine was startled. She focused her eyes on Franklin as her eyes went red all of a sudden, getting up and rushing towards him.

The man watched her movements, and bloodthirsty anger appeared on his cold face. Before Christine could touch him, his big hand squeezed her jaw.

"What? You are so desperate to kill me?"

The pain on her jaw sobered her up all of a sudden. Besides, what Franklin had just said was quite familiar.

Wait! All those furniture and decorations, the marks on her body, and the broken wedding photo frame.

Christine lost her heartbeat for a minute!

Was this Frank's Villa?

Wasn't she dead? Why was she here?

Christine remained silent for a few seconds and reached out to touch his face. He looked a bit haggard with cyan stubble on his chin, but much younger, and his face was still warm. It was definitely the next day after Franklin raped her five years ago.

She was 20 and Franklin was 27 this year!

"What a pity that I'm still alive, and we've already applied for our marriage certificate. Christine Stock, you won't be able to marry Martin Jones, not in this life!"

Yes, that was exactly how he had put it!

In her previous life, Christine escaped her marriage with Franklin the day before their wedding. When he found her in the end, she humiliated him in front of the media, disgraced him, and made it a lifelong stain for him.

Therefore, after he got her back to Frank's Villa, he raped her regardless of her will and pulled her to apply for the marriage certificate.

Because of this, she stabbed Frank after she woke up. Frank's arm got hurt, so he said the above to her, which iced their relationship.

But after her experience in the previous life, she had known all the facts. Now she only wanted to praise him that he was awesome to be so bossy.

But she couldn't even speak since Franklin squeezed her chin, so she patted his hand to let her go.

His eyes narrowed as he saw her feeling uncomfortable. Finally, he loosened his hand.

"Christine, you asked for this!"

Franklin left after he said that. Christine looked at his back, finding her chin was too painful that she couldn't even make a sound. She also wanted to get out of bed and stop him, but she was naked, and her limbs were too sore to gather her strength.

...

Christine had a long rest in the room and finally regained her strength.

But when she saw herself in the mirror of the bathroom, she almost screamed for her ugly appearance. She saw very dark shadows under her eyes and dense measles all over her rough skin.

In the previous life, in order to force Franklin to break off their engagement, she deliberately ate a pound of mangoes and made herself allergic before she went to see him. Christine thought that he would quit if he saw her like this, but Frank didn't despise her at all and even sent her to the hospital for treatment. She was out of choice at that time. Plus Gloria incited her at the same time, so she eloped with Martin Jones in the end.

But she hadn't recovered from her allergy yet yesterday, how did Frank bear this and even sleep with her?!

A sweet voice sounded outside the door as she was washing her face, "Chris, are you prepared?"

Gloria pushed the door open and saw the marks on Christine's body. She squealed, "You slept with Frank?"

Hearing her voice, Christine turned to look at her. Her heart got cold at this time.

"Gloria Stock, I'm back from hell." She thought.

Gloria found it uncomfortable to be stared at by her. On second thought, she said worriedly, "Chris, Frank is really a scheming man. He won't let you go. Before he comes back, you should run away immediately. I've called Martin, and he'll be here soon to pick you up!"

Listening to her caring words, Christine sneered deeper. She was deceived by her sincere performance in her previous life, and she had never thought about how unreasonable what Gloria said was.

Christine pretended that she had no idea about what was going on, "Gloria, I'm already Mrs. Brook right now. If I elope with Martin, won't I embarrass our Stocks Family?"

"I'll help you deal with our parents. Just stick to my plan and follow me!" Gloria gnashed and her eyes turned red as she heard "Mrs. Brook", so she didn't even notice that Christine took the Stocks Family into consideration for the first time.

Christine found it funny to see her hold her anger back and have nowhere to vent.

Putting on her clothes, she followed Gloria to the backyard of the villa.

There was a gap between the doors, which was supposed to be closed.

A man who was familiar to her stood there. It was Martin Jones!

Christine's expression turned cold. Just like her previous life, she got on the car and almost died in a car accident.

At that time, Frank hit their car with his, so the brake barely worked and she was saved thanks to that!

She used to believe that Frank did that to kill her. But now she only thought her husband was so cool!

Gloria pushed her, "Chris, I know you like Martin, so I asked him specially to take you away!"

Christine raised her brow and looked back at Gloria, "Gloria, I'd better stay. If Frank comes back and finds I am gone, our family will be implicated because of me. You should get in the car and leave before he comes back!"

Gloria was stunned. How could Christine stay without performing her well-designed plan?

Under Gloria's instruction, Martin grasped Christine's wrist tightly. Regardless of her will, he dragged her out directly.

At this time, a tall and charming figure suddenly appeared in front of the door. His eagle-like sharp eyes stared at their entangled wrists. His eyes gradually darkened. A storm was on its way.

Christine saw that the man set his mouth in a grim line, knowing that he was about to lose his temper!

Originally, she was afraid of his anger, but now she only felt inexplicably happy!

Because she knew that he had her in his heart, her heartbeat went faster, and her lips couldn't help raising, forming a bright smile.

She got rid of Martin's hand with great strength and lunged at the man. Her face was aflame.

His familiar scent made her feel safe. She even had a sense of belonging.

"Hubby, you are finally back. Help!"

"Martin is so shameless! He forced me to elope with him!"

"I've already told him that I didn't like him, but he was impudent to pull me!"

Martin and Gloria went dumb!

A fierce gaze flashed through Martin's eyes. He cursed inwardly that Christine was such a bitchy liar!

Gloria, however, stared at her back brain, which was buried in Frank's chest, and almost shot her with her gaze!

Franklin looked at her silently, wondering if he should believe her.

But he still held her waist tightly.

Her waist was soft and slender, which reminded Frank of their romance last night. He felt as if a hot flow was running through his lower abdomen, and his throat unconsciously rolling.

Christine signed helplessly, knowing that it was reasonable that he didn't believe her. After all, she had had many disgraceful scandals and made a lot of lies before.

"Christine Stock, don't talk nonsense! It was you who begged me to take you away! Mr. Brook, don't be fooled by her!"

Hearing the way Martin said that, Christine turned her head to him and stared at him contemptuously.

"Are you as handsome as my husband?"

"Are you as rich as him?"

"You are nothing like my husband. Why would I choose you over him?!"

Christine buried her head into his arms again, crying, "Hubby, see? He not only brings shame to himself but slanders me as well! I am Mrs. Brook. Slandering me is the same as ruining your reputation. You should uphold justice for me!"

Martin almost vomited blood upon hearing this. But since Franklin was there, he dared not vent his anger but stared at Christine with hatred.

Franklin lowered his head to look at Christine.

He knew she was lying. She wasn't crying.

But seeing her petting, he couldn't help spoiling her.

"Get them out of here. If they dare approach Mrs. Brook again, don't hesitate to break their legs!"

"Nick, tell the Jones, if they couldn't discipline their son, the Brooks doesn't mind doing them a favor!"

Cold sweat covered Martin's body. But before he could explain, he was thrown out of the villa.

Gloria trembled for a second. She had a feeling that something went wrong!