She was the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family—abandoned by her father, oppressed by his legal wife, and humiliated by the so-called sister. She watched her mother perish in a raging fire and was thrown into the flames herself.
Her name was Janice. And she died in that fire.
Ten years later, under a new identity and the name “Janet,” she survives in silence. Forced by her stepmother to marry a wealthy heir rumored to be "paralyzed and disabled," she becomes entangled in a vicious struggle of family betrayal and ruthless power games.
With cold eyes, she watches the hypocrites who once trampled her into the mud—one by one, they will become prey on her road to revenge.
Her wheelchair-bound "husband" Philip, the feuding brothers Charles and August… But what she didn't expect was that the boy who once quietly handed her a handkerchief all those years ago would become the most unpredictable piece in her game of fate.
She has returned—not for hatred, but to personally end the past that was once crushed beneath their feet.

Janet called out awkwardly, her voice dragging the word into a long, echoing drawl. The two syllables sounded more like a reluctant chant than an affectionate term. Charles's brows furrowed in displeasure. He flicked her smooth forehead with his long fingers, brushed her bangs aside, and kissed the spot where he'd tapped her.


"Behave. Say it properly—all in one breath."


Janet let out a small yelp, momentarily startled by his closeness. A flicker of mischief danced in her eyes. She leaned close to his ear, took a deep breath, and gave a devilish smile.


Charles said nothing, only smirked in anticipation, waiting for her to say those two heart-stirring words.


"Husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband, husband—!"


Chapter 82 - Chapter 82- odd