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Each person is born with a predetermined destiny. When she was just born, due to a doctor's mistake, she went from being a wealthy heiress to an orphan. Although Charlotte was found by the Watts family three years ago, things did not turn out as she had hoped. She couldn't integrate into this new family; everything was too different. She didn't feel any love from the people she called father and mother. Charlotte had to live carefully, suppressing her individuality and enduring her days. She thought that by doing so, she might gain a bit of affection, but no. They only saw her as a commodity. Charlotte's life took a different turn when she erased her name and replaced her sister to get married... "If you don't consider me your daughter, then later, please don't blame this daughter for being heartless!" Charlotte stood up abruptly, with not a single tear in her eyes. It was they who plotted against her first, they who pushed her into a marriage full of schemes, they who wronged her...
Every girl dreams of marrying the man she loves.
I am no different.
Today, I got to marry the man I've loved for twelve years, but under the name of my sister, Anna...
Although my sister and I look alike, because of a mix-up at the hospital when we were young, I was sent to an orphanage.
It wasn't until three years ago that I returned to the Watts family.
As a brash girl, I was entirely unfamiliar with such a grand family as the Watts, but having grown up without parents, I was always careful, hoping to integrate into the family and gain the love of my parents.
When my parents and sister pleaded with me to marry Ricard William instead of my sister, I almost immediately agreed.
First, because I loved Ricard, and second, because it was the first time my family needed me, and I didn't want to disappoint them.
It's already midnight. After the wedding ceremony ended, Ricard hurriedly left without even a word to me.
Looking at the diamond ring on my hand, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
The sound of a car engine starting echoed from downstairs, showing Ricard had returned. I stood before the mirror, hastily fixing my hair before nervously stepping out of the bedroom.
Downstairs.
Seeing Ricard enter, I gave a happy wife's smile, placing slippers by his feet and calling out, "Honey, you're... home."
Before I could finish my sentence, I caught the overwhelming scent of alcohol mixed with strong perfume in the air...
My nose stung with bitterness.
Where had he been all night?
The answer was obvious.
But I knew my role; I married in a place of my sister, and my relationship with Ricard was crucial to the cooperation between the Watts and William families.
Thinking of this, though I felt deeply saddened, I forced a smile.
Ignoring the man's disdain, I followed him upstairs, calling out once more, "Honey."
Looking up, I saw the man had already taken off his shirt, his muscular physique strikingly handsome under the dim bedroom light.
My face flushed red to the tips of my ears, and I spun around, about to apologize when I felt a strong arm wrap around me from behind.
Before I could react, someone threw me onto the bed. By the time I realized what was happening, I was already lying on the mattress, which, though soft, caused pain in my back from the top fall.
I saw Ricard standing by the bed, looking down at me. His sharp features were backlit, making it hard to discern his expression, but I could feel his deep coldness.
Suddenly, the man asked me, "What's your name?"
"Me?" The question startled me, but I replied, "Anna Watts..."
My name isn't Anna; I'm Charlotte Watts.
But I couldn't reveal my true name.
The moment I responded, the man leaned closer, forcefully grabbing my hair and demanding once more, "Anna, Watts?""
It was only then that I clearly saw his face. His deep eyes held no warmth, only...
Bone-deep hatred!
When he said my sister's name, his dark eyes carried a hidden rage.
Even though it was summer, cold sweat covered my forehead, and I felt extremely anxious.
He gripped my hair, making it impossible for me to look away. I could only nod as best as I could.
Fear already suspended my heart.
Ricard's gaze turned even colder when he saw my acknowledgement. He said, "Since you're here, be aware that I'm not a good person!"
As soon as he finished, I heard my red wedding dress being torn apart!
Immediately, he disregarded my struggles and moved swiftly...
In the morning, my lower body ached as if torn apart. Last night's violent events unfolded like a nightmare.
My first time, my wedding night, and Ricard treated me like an enemy.
Shattering all my previous fantasies.
The spot beside me on the bed was already cold.
The stark and glaring blood stain stood out on the snow-white bedsheet.
I got up, went to the bathroom, endured the pain to wash, changed my clothes, and replaced the bedsheet.
I went out and stood at the top of the stairs, looking at Ricard, who was reading the newspaper and eating breakfast.
The morning sunlight entered through the window, providing warmth and a sense of sanctity.
In the twelve years I've loved him, the dream of marrying him and having breakfast under the same roof had always been my unattainable dream.
Now that it had come true, I didn't dare approach him.
His beastly behavior last night constantly reminded me I never truly understood this man.
"Miss Watts, you're awake."
As I was staring at Ricard, the housekeeper noticed me and greeted me courteously from downstairs.
She no longer called me 'madam' as she did yesterday.
Instead, she called me Miss Watts.
My heart trembled, feeling both upset and frightened. I recalled last night's terrifying ordeal, went downstairs, and sat opposite Ricard.
The housekeeper served breakfast, but I politely ate only a few bites as I wasn't hungry.
Looking up, I noticed Ricard, like me, hadn't touched his food.
Whether out of a desire to ease the atmosphere or improve the uncertain future of our marriage, I gently said, "I'm sorry for waking up late today. Starting tomorrow, I'll wake up early to make breakfast for you."
I excelled at cooking.
Hoping for a response, I was met with Ricard throwing down his cutlery and coldly standing up, saying "Let's go. The car is waiting outside."
"Go where?" I asked nervously, worried about making a mistake.
Normally, I'm not introverted. However, in Ricard's presence, even breathing feels humble.
He was already at the door, putting on his shoes, and without looking back, he replied, "Visiting your family."
I rode in Ricard's car to the Watts' house.
Before entering, I thought Ricard's cold treatment was because of dissatisfaction with the marriage, not because he had discovered I wasn't my sister.
But when I followed him inside, I saw Anna, whom I had sent to the airport yesterday, standing in the living room with our parents.
Her eyes were swollen like peaches, clearly indicating that she had cried for a long time.
My parents stood beside her, their faces showing anger.
I glanced at Ricard. My first thought was... He had discovered the marriage swap and had someone bring Anna back.
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