Reborn Lots, Choosing The Southern King

On my twentieth birthday, my parents presented me with photos of the most eligible bachelors in the country. They wanted me to pick a fiancé for a strategic alliance.

I told my father we should let fate decide and draw lots.

In my past life, I hadn't hesitated for a second. I chose Weston, the golden boy of the New York elite whom I had loved for years.

But after the wedding, I learned the truth. His secret lover, Zoe, was so heartbroken that she got drunk at a bar and was assaulted by thugs.