Chapter 3

3.

Mother insisted on holding both our weddings on the same day to save money.

To give Seraphina the prestige she craved, Mother spent every cent of her savings on a lavish ceremony for the Wolf.

The catering was top-tier, and the decorations were incredibly expensive.

The budget she left for my wedding wasn't just small―it was pathetic. It was an insult.

Silas took one look at the venue Mother had prepared for us and pulled me away. The next day, he booked a hall that was ten times more grand than Seraphina's.

During the reception, I ran into Seraphina. She was clinging to Mordecai's arm, acting like a pampered princess.

"Sister, I never realized how brilliant Mordecai was. He's been analyzing the tribal market all night. He's already found three new business leads."

She looked at me with a gloating smirk. "It won't be long before I'm the richest woman in the state."

I just smiled back.

"I'm sure you will be."

Seraphina thought making money was easy. Mordecai was sharp, but his business sense was raw. It took me two years of hard labor to make him a success.

In the last life, she only saw me draped in silks after the first year. She thought she could do better.

She was already telling everyone that they'd be millionaires within six months.

Even Mordecai was starting to look arrogant, his chest puffed out like a king.

Seraphina couldn't stop smiling.

"You should just enjoy your short time with that dead man walking. Everything you have could be gone by tomorrow."

She tried to walk past me, but I wasn't going to let that slide.

I hiked up my white gown and planted a firm kick right in her side.

"Keep your mouth shut, or I'll shut it for you！"

Seraphina hit the floor and started screaming like a banshee.

"You bitch！How dare you hit me！"

She tried to scramble up to fight back, and Mordecai started rolling up his sleeves.

But the Draconians are the elite. They weren't going to let a low-life Wolf bully their new lady.

With just a few cold words from Silas's guards, Mordecai was forced to bow his head and apologize to me.

Seraphina looked like she wanted to claw my eyes out.

"Wait until he's dead！I'll take everything you have and make you pay a thousand times over！"

On our wedding night, I was sitting on the bed, going over the family ledgers.

Silas wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and pouted.

"Honey, it's late. Aren't you tired？"

He was basically begging for my attention.

I pushed the books aside and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning in for a kiss.

He jumped back, startled.

"Wait！What are you doing？！"

I laughed, totally confused.

"I'm going to bed with my husband. What do you think I'm doing？"

Silas's face turned redder than a beet.

"I knew that！I was just... testing your reflexes！"

He was such a dork. I loved it.

I hooked my legs around his waist and pinned him to the mattress.

He swallowed hard, then suddenly flipped us over, pinning me down instead.

"I think I should be the one taking charge here."

That night, I learned that a shy guy in the streets is a beast in the sheets.

I went from being confident and in control to begging for mercy within the hour.

He wouldn't let me up until I was a puddle of exhausted bliss.

Finally, he pulled me into his chest, looking very satisfied with himself.

"You worked hard, wife."

I gave him a playful kick, which he caught and kissed. The man was shameless.

The next morning, I looked in the mirror and gasped.

There was a faint, glowing Crimson Insignia between my eyebrows.

Silas was in a great mood.

"Admiring the mark？It's a Draconian trait. It only appears after a husband and wife... well, you know."

A bolt of realization hit me. I stared at my reflection.

Seraphina never had that mark in our past life. Did Silas never touch her back then？

I was so happy I tackled him and kissed him again. He was thrilled.