Chapter 3

3

The next day, the Weinsten family sent over the engagement gifts.

Looking at the various luxurious gifts that were displayed from the door all the way to the living room, a hint of surprise flashed in my eyes.

When Brittany married over there in the past life, she didn't have this kind of treatment.

I heard that the heir of the wealthy family was difficult to get along with, so Brittany felt neglected.

Maybe the family felt that they were changing the bride this time, and they wanted to show sincerity, so they made this special arrangement.

I opened the gift list and saw the name of the heir: River Weinsten.

The name sounded pretty good.

Moreover, he seemed to be of Asian descent.

And the wedding was scheduled for four days later.

I tugged at the corner of my mouth, which was the same day as Liam and Brittany's wedding.

How coincidental.

He was marrying Brittany in the country, and I was marrying abroad.

There would be no more ties between us for the rest of our lives.

After packing my luggage, I went to the lively night market.

In the center of the night market, someone was performing street magic. The wonderful performance drew cheers from the surrounding audience.

I watched, a little lost in thought.

In the past life, Liam practiced magic hard to give me a surprise.

He accidentally got injured during the practice, leaving a noticeable scar.

I blamed him in distress, but he smiled at me under the light, his eyes full of love.

“Madison, the scar on my hand is a mark for you. I can’t leave you in this life. From now on, all my heart will burn only for you.”

"Wow!"

With a burst of exclamations from the audience, the performance ended, and the magician took off his mask.

My breath hitched. It was Liam!

The scene overlapped with the past life. He smiled and walked towards me, his eyes burning, full of affection.

"Was it good?"

My eyes were red, and my body trembled slightly.

Just when I thought everything had returned to the way it was, and all the events after rebirth were just a nightmare, I suddenly heard sweet laughter behind me, particularly jarring.

"It was good." Brittany ran forward and happily took Liam's hand.

"Liam, thank you for the exclusive performance you prepared for me."

My raised foot slowly fell.

A tear rolled down my cheek, my heart full of bitterness.

So he could leave a scar for me, and he could do it for others.

He said he just wanted to save her, but it turned out that he needed to give so much sincerity.

Then why did he bother? If he couldn’t bear to be without her so much, he should have given up on me from the beginning.

I turned to leave, and someone called out to me from behind.

Liam strode forward, his brow furrowed, his voice anxious.

“Madison, it really is you. It’s so late, why are you here alone? What if you run into bad people?”

I looked at his anxious appearance, my eyes without a trace of warmth.

“Liam, what I do doesn’t seem to have anything to do with you.”

“You’re about to be my brother-in-law. It’s not appropriate to call my name, is it?”

Liam's face stiffened.

Brittany affectionately hooked her arm around his, her eyes hiding pride.

“Sis, Liam and I are getting married soon. You’re my sister, so you’ll be his family in the future too. He loves me so much, so he cares about you as well, isn’t that normal?”

“I saw you watching the magic show very carefully just now. Liam learned it for me, and he hurt his hand in the process. Do you think it was good?”

My expression was calm, and I smiled slightly.

“It was good. He put a lot of effort into it for you.”

Liam stared at me, a gentle light in his eyes.

"Do you… want to see it again? If you like it, I can perform it for you again.”

I looked at him calmly.

"She's your fiancée. It's right for you to make her happy. What would it mean for you to perform for me?"

"Don't tell me you still have other thoughts about me? A fickle man would only make me feel disgusted."

In the night, Liam's face was pale, and he stared blankly at me, unable to say a word.

I turned around, “I won’t disturb you. I’m leaving.”