Chapter 1

I had a crush on James Sullivan for seven years.

In my past life, I saved him during his lowest point. I married him and was willing to be his devoted wife. I let him run my company, allowing him to shine. But in the end, he ran off with my money and cheated on me with his first love.

Later, his enemy kidnapped both me and his first love. I thought five years of marriage would soften his heart. But he unhesitatingly chose to save his first love, while I was brutally assaulted and killed by the kidnappers.

In this new life, I've returned to the year when James was at his lowest point.

My car stopped at the end of the alley, just in time to witness James being chased by several armed men in black.

It was exactly the same as in my past life.

I suppressed the complex emotions surging within me.

"Frank, drive," I said.

Frank cleared his throat, hesitating. "Miss, Mr. Sullivan is up ahead. It looks like someone's trying to kill him."

I glanced over.

James was being chased, covered in wounds, and collapsed in front of my car door.

He desperately knocked on the car door, begging me to help him.

The door opened.

I looked down at him from above.

My mind flashed back to my past life, when I unhesitatingly saved him from danger and married him, caring for him in every way for five years.

I thought true love could be reciprocated.

But in the end, I met a tragic death.

As my thoughts returned to the present, seeing him like this still tugged at my heartstrings despite everything.

His handsome face, even covered in blood, couldn't hide his good looks.

He crawled to my feet, looking up at me with pleading eyes.

Weakly, he said:

"Chloe, please help me. I'll do anything."

In my past life, he had begged me just as pitifully.

I didn't even hesitate before taking him away.

I fed and cared for him, used money to rescue his brother, and kept him safe for five years.

On second thought, I slowly replied:

"Alright."

I would save him, but I couldn't let him dirty my car.

I kicked him away.

I ordered my bodyguards to protect him.

"Frank, let's go," I said.

"Miss, isn't Mr. Sullivan the man you've liked for so long?" Frank asked.

I snorted. "Not anymore."

When I saved him in my past life, I didn't expect anything in return.

I only hoped he could like me, even just a little.

But sadly, it didn't end well.

Back at the mansion, I saw James huddled in a corner, shivering.

He crawled over to me like a dog.

I brushed off my pants where he had touched them.

Looking at him with disgust, I said:

"James Sullivan, since you like being a dog so much, why don't you stay by my side as my pet?"