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"Mr. Nichols, your wife is experiencing severe postpartum hemorrhage. Please, come and see her for the last time." The doctor anxiously pleaded with the person on the other end of the phone.
But Juan Nichols's voice was filled with indifference. "She's still alive? Call me when she's dead."
With that, he hung up the phone.
All the light disappeared from the eyes of the woman lying on the bed.
'Juan, do you hate me so much? '
The machine emitted a flat, cold beep, indicating Debra's vital signs had disappeared.
In Debra's lifetime, she loved Juan dearly. As the only daughter of the Frazier family, she should have enjoyed the best life.
But to marry Juan, she sacrificed herself and her family.
In the end, she died alone and tragically.
Debra slowly closed her eyes.
Given another chance, she would never make the same mistakes.
...
"Madam, Mr. Nichols wants to take you to the auction. Which outfit would you like to wear?" Sophie asked.
Debra gasped and opened her eyes.
Everything in front of her was strikingly familiar.
This place was Juan and her home.
They had been married for a month, but Juan had rarely visited her.
She remembered that Juan was attending a land auction, and due to the occasion, he had to bring his family along.
But this was all five years ago.
'How could it be? ' she thought, deeply confused, 'Am I reborn?'
"Mr. Nichols has never stayed overnight before. You should seize this opportunity." Sophie’s voice brought Debra back to reality. She picked out a white gown, hesitating. "How about this one, Madam?"
Looking at it, Debra gave a self-deprecating smile.
It was well known that Juan favored Shelia.
In the past, she often dressed like Shelia to please Juan Miles.
Shelia liked white dresses, so she followed suit, just to earn a little favor from Juan.
For this auction, Juan didn't inform her of the change in companion and brought Shelia instead, making her look ridiculous in a white dress similar to Shelia's.
The thought of the past made her laugh.
"No, I'll wear that one," she said, picking up a red dress she has never tried on before.
Debra never liked plain clothes. Shelia was just a poor college student. Debra felt that she must have lost her mind to wear cheap clothes for a man.
"But Mr. Nichols likes white dresses," Sophie said hesitantly.
Debra simply ignored her hints.
"I'll wear this one," she said. "Throw away all those white dresses. I don't like them."
Sophie sighed and complied.
Debra looked at herself in the mirror, still vibrant and beautiful. But in a few years, she would be worn down by Juan's torment.
Before that happened, she would end it all.
...
In the evening, the auction venue was filled with celebrities, and Juan walked to the entrance with Shelia.
Shelia, in a white dress, held Juan's arm timidly. "I've never been to such an event before. Maybe I should go back."
"You'll get used to it. You'll be attending these events frequently in the future," Juan said.
Shelia nodded.
Juan was about to enter with Shelia when his assistant Joe spoke up. "Sir, won't we wait for Mrs. Nichols?"
Juan frowned. "Didn't I ask you to tell her not to come today?"
Joe glanced at Shelia, and she quickly said, "It's not Joe's fault. I told him not to inform Debra. With my status, I'm afraid of gossip, so I thought it would be better for Debra to accompany you in."
Shelia lowered her head like a scared hare.
Juan rubbed his temples.
He didn't want Debra to show up at all.
"Mr. Nichols," Shelia murmured, biting her lip.
"It's alright."
Juan patted Shelia's head and said to Joe, "Go intercept her and send her away."
In the crowd, there were murmurs of surprise and praise.
Joe looked over and was also shocked. "I'm afraid it's too late."

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