I died on my wedding day.

My fiancé, Ricky Swanson, abandoned me during the vow exchange, publicly slandering me as promiscuous.

"Danica frequents clubs and even participates in group sex. I've seen the filthy videos. A shameless woman like her is unworthy of being my wife."

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone started gossiping about me.

"I never imagined she'd be that kind of person. She's probably been completely used up by now!"

"With someone like her in the my family, how can we ever hold our heads up in City A?!"

These words came from the person I cared about most-my brother, Harvey. And standing right behind him was my nemesis, Kelli.

She gave me a smug, taunting smile and silently mouthed, "Serves you right."

I was instantly enraged and frantically defended myself, but no one believed me.

In my desperation, I set fire, wanting to take them down with me...

But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the time before my engagement to Ricky.

In front of me, Kelli was holding a utility knife against herself. "What do you think they would do if they saw that you hurt me? Would they beat you to death?"

That's when I realized I had been reborn.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Kelli's gaze shifted to the million-dollar diamond necklace around my neck.

"If you give me that necklace, I'll help plead for you when your brother scolds you later..."

A surge of anger welled up inside me. I snatched the knife from her and slashed her face with it several times!

"What does a little injury matter? Only by doing this can you go and tell them!"

Satisfied, I tossed the knife onto the ground and leisurely wiped the blood off my hands.

Kelli, terrified, ran out screaming, "Help! Someone, help!"

I grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the table a few times before letting go.

She lay there motionless, like a dead dog. After kicking her a few times, I left, feeling quite satisfied.

I was the daughter of the Mann family, the richest family in City A. In my previous life, I was friendly to everyone, including Kelli, the life-saver my brother brought home.

But even with my brother's love, she was still unsatisfied and set her sights on my fiancé, Ricky. From then on, she saw me as a thorn in her side, constantly plotting against me, claiming I was always targeting her.

No matter how I defended myself, they unconditionally believed her.

I made my way to the backyard, where I saw Ricky standing under a tree.

When he saw me approach, he frowned. "Danica, what are you doing here?"

I snorted coldly, "This is my home. Who do you think is coming? Your sweetheart Kelli?"

His expression immediately darkened. "Danica, she saved your brother!"

In my previous life, whenever I suspected something between him and Kelli, he would brush me off with comments like that, even accusing me of being suspicious.

But it wasn't until I was close to death that I realized Kelli and Ricky had known each other for a long time.

Not only had she saved my brother, but she had also 'conveniently' rescued Ricky, the second son of the Swanson Group.

Ricky fantasized about using my family background to bring down other members of the Swanson family and smoothly inherit the family business.

That's why he had been plotting all along, turning against me on our wedding day...

At that moment, I coldly laughed and called the butler and security over. "He sneaked into our backyard, throw him out!"