Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1

When I opened my eyes, the sharp pain from hitting the ground spread throughout my body. But the familiar sight of the dining room and a prepared dinner left me stunned.

Had I not died?

It took me a great deal of effort to stop my body from trembling before I could check the time on my phone and confirm the truth. I'd been reborn.

Today marked my 26th birthday.

At this time, Jeremiah Cornell and Elsa Brown were just in a situationship. He had yet to destroy the Brown family for her, and I hadn't suffered a miscarriage or been forced into a psychiatric hospital.

"Jeremiah, let's get a divorce." The clock struck midnight just as I sent the text. Jeremiah, who had promised to celebrate my birthday with me, was nowhere to be found.

The most popular news on my phone was a headline that read, "CEO of Cornell Group Fights for a Beauty in a Bar."

The woman he was protecting in his arms was none other than my adopted sister, Elsa.

Jeremiah and I grew up as childhood sweethearts. We were engaged, having fallen in love long ago. I never expected him to fall for Elsa after just one dance during our wedding.

My elder brother, Jack, was blinded by his love for Elsa. He sided with her against me and supported her. She was the reason for his fights with Jeremiah.

He ultimately lost everything, fell into debt, and went into a vegetative state.

When I read the news in my past life, I stormed into the bar and had a huge fight with Jeremiah. I even slapped Elsa.

Jeremiah said I was being unreasonable. Both he and Jack demanded that I apologize to Elsa, but headstrong as I was, I refused. That worsened the situation and my relationship with Jeremiah.

Now that I was starting a new life, I refused to make the same mistakes. I didn't want a man who didn't love me.