Ryan, in this second life, I hadn’t planned on bothering with you. But since you’re shamelessly clinging on, don’t blame me for being ruthless.
I dialed a number. “Is what I asked for ready?”
Moments later, a file landed in my inbox. Just as I expected, everything I needed was there.
In my past life, I only learned after my death that Chloe and Ryan had already been secretly involved. They often sneaked into the mansion I had prepared for my wedding to carry on their affair.
Back then, I had suggested moving into the mansion early, but Ryan insisted we wait until after the wedding, saying it would be more meaningful.
In truth, it was because he and Chloe were already using it as their love nest.
Chloe even hid pinhole cameras in the mansion to record their encounters.
Before leaving last time, to be safe, I had a friend pull the security footage from the mansion and connect the feed to my phone. I wanted to see how Ryan would explain this away.
I booked the earliest flight back to the U.S. and went straight to the hospital upon landing.
The moment I reached his ward, a crowd of livestreaming influencers surrounded me.