Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 1

"Come on! Just kiss!"

"Don't be shy now, Casey. Isn't Andrew your first love you've been waiting for in the past five years?"

Casey Newton beamed amidst the crowd's teasing and kissed Andrew Lowell on her own accord.

I stood outside the door with my fists clenched, seeing red as I watched the scene unfold.

In my past life, I got into a minor accident on my way to this gathering. As such, I was completely unaware that this had happened.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. I looked at the kissing couple and coldly asked, "What are you guys doing?"

Casey finally noticed me after getting nudged by her friend. There was no remorse on her face as she calmly replied, "We're just playing a game. What are you doing here?"

She slowly removed herself from Andrew's arms as she spoke.

I let out a cold chuckle and sneered. "Weren't you the one who asked me to come? Was it just to let me witness the intimacy between you and the other man?"

Andrew was offended by the way I called him "the other man". He grabbed Casey's hand and confidently said, "You need to get something straight, Mr. Ranford—the person who isn't loved is the real other man here."

Casey did not pull her hand away. Judging by her expression, it was obvious that she agreed with what he said.

I laughed bitterly. It was ironic how I was the one being labelled as "the other man" when she would be marrying me in ten days.

Casey had directed the same look of disgust at me in my past life. Back then, she had mocked, "You're truly a useless doctor, Jace. Not only can't you perform a surgery, but now you're telling me you can't even write a thesis now."

Later on, I finally came up with a groundbreaking discovery and wrote my thesis, yet Casey took my painstaking research and handed it to Andrew.

She even mocked me when I confronted her. "You're someone who can't even hold a scalpel—you'd need someone to make your research a reality anyway. You should be thanking Andrew instead, Jace."

What infuriated me even more was that after Casey got her hands on my family's fortune, she angered Dad so much that he had a heart attack. As a result, he abandoned the treatment for Mom, who was suffering from cancer.

The hatred within me surged when I recalled everything that had happened in my past life, almost overwhelming me.

Perhaps it was the coldness in my gaze that made Casey frown. For once, she softened her tone and said, "Stop making a fuss, Jace. Don't be a wet blanket and just take a seat!"