My mother picked two potential marriage candidates for my brother and me. One was a wealthy socialite from a prominent family, her eyes always following my brother. The other, left for me, was the daughter of a scholarly family. She was in a wheelchair, blind. I didn't look down on her because of it. Instead, I took her to the best doctors I could find. I spent all my savings and worked tirelessly to support her. Every doctor said there was nothing physically wrong with her legs; it might be psychological. So I took her to the seaside to feel the breeze. I took her to see rivers, mountains, and flowers blooming in spring. Until my brother and I were kidnapped. When the kidnapper's knife was about to pierce my brother's chest, she sprinted over and yanked me directly in front of him. I watched helplessly as the blade pierced my heart. As countless bodyguards rushed in calling her "Miss," I finally realized the truth. She wasn't crippled. She wasn't blind. She wasn't from some modest scholarly family. She just didn't want to stand by my side. She didn't want to see me. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "My family is the richest in the city. My father wanted me to feign illness to test for true love." "You passed the test, but I couldn't fall in love with you. Even if Ryan didn't choose me, I couldn't let him die." "I owe you. I'll repay you in the next life." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my mother chose our brides. 1 In the living room, Mom was smiling, entertaining two women. One was Fiona, sitting in a wheelchair. The other was Hannah, dressed in luxury brands. Just like in my previous life, my brother Ryan’s eyes were glued to Hannah. My younger brother, Lucas, who always enjoyed watching the drama, noticed my pale face and started teasing. "Is this even a choice? Big brother dresses so tacky, he's a perfect match for the blind girl." "Ryan has always been the school heartthrob. We can't let him go to waste on a cripple." I clenched my fists. "So you think your big brother, who paid for your food and drinks, deserves to be wasted on someone?" "Don't forget how you survived until now!" Ryan and Lucas were twins, three years younger than me. Since childhood, our parents instilled one thought in me: as the eldest brother, I had to be like a father, caring for my brothers and supporting the family. So, any good food went to them first. New clothes went to them. Even when Lucas needed a kidney transplant, I was the donor. Now Lucas wanted to marry a rich girl but couldn't afford the dowry. Mom shamelessly contacted the Fu and Han families, whom we hadn't spoken to in over a decade, demanding they honor an old engagement promise made by the elders. They planned to use the dowry money Ryan and I received to pay for Lucas's wedding. Since I was reborn, I had nothing to lose. "I choose Hannah. Or I won't marry!" Everyone froze. Ryan turned red with anxiety. I had never spoken so forcefully in this house, nor had I ever fought for anything he wanted. He immediately looked at Hannah for help. Hannah got the message, sitting next to Ryan and leaning into his arms. "Ryan and I fell in love at first sight. I trust that as his big brother, you wouldn't break us apart, right?" Ryan held her hand tightly, eyes teary. "You know I can't take care of people. I can't live with Fiona. If her condition worsens, I'll feel guilty. Brother, you studied Chinese medicine with Grandpa. If you marry her and cure her, it would be a good deed." I glanced at the silent Fiona, a smirk forming on my lips. "So you've decided on Hannah, right?" He nodded. Dad quickly hammered the final nail. "Alright, it's settled then." But the next second, Fiona moved. She lifted her pale hand, removed her sunglasses, revealing bright, clear eyes. Then, she stood up from her wheelchair. She walked past me straight to Ryan, smiling. "You don't need to worry about taking care of me. I was just joking with everyone earlier. Although I'm not from Seaview City, my father is the richest man in Rivertown. If you marry me, you'll live very well." "Ryan, can you give me a chance to pursue you?" I sneered internally. So she was reborn too. That made things easier. 2 While everyone was shocked by the turn of events, I spoke up. "Dad, since that's the case, I'm not marrying anyone. As for how much dowry you can get from them, that's up to your skills." Dad looked awkward. One was the son of the richest man in Rivertown, the other from a prominent family in Seaview City. He couldn't afford to offend either. And just then, Hannah's competitive streak kicked in. She stood up, meeting Fiona's gaze. "A gentleman doesn't steal what others love. Do you understand that?" Fiona didn't back down. "Who he loves is up to Ryan to decide, isn't it?" Then she smiled beautifully, looking at Ryan with utmost tenderness. "Do you remember when we were kids in Seaview City? My grandfather set up a chess game under a tree. You solved it in less than an hour. You were the only one." "I was amazed by your wisdom back then and swore I wouldn't marry anyone but you." "Don't feel pressured. I'll compete fairly with Hannah. Whoever you choose in the end, I'll respect it." In my past life, I died not knowing why she loved Ryan so deeply. Hearing it now, I just found it laughable. I was the one who solved that chess game. I couldn't blame her for the mistake. Back then, I was malnourished, giving all my food to my brothers. I wasn't even as tall as Ryan. But I was too lazy to reveal the truth. It was boring. Seeing Ryan nod, Hannah looked displeased but agreed. From now on, it wasn't a battle for a boyfriend, but a battle between the prominent families of Rivertown and Seaview City. Seeing enough of the drama, I got up to go to my room, but Dad stopped me. "Where are you going?" "Oh, I'm leaving this house to find Grandpa." "You're not going anywhere! If you leave, who will they marry?" I scoffed. "Dad, do you want both rich daughters-in-law? If it really doesn't work out, why don't you marry one? I don't pick up other people's leftovers." I went to my room to pack. Grandpa had cut ties with our family long ago. Twenty years ago, my mom, greedy for money, boasted that Grandpa could bring the dead back to life and insisted on bringing a corpse for treatment. She almost ruined his reputation. Grandpa kicked her out and severed all ties. Only after I grew up did I sneak out to visit him. I had a talent for Chinese medicine. In my past life, I could have inherited Grandpa's legacy. But because I married Fiona, I had to give it up. I was exhausted working multiple jobs to pay for her medical bills and save up to take her traveling. So this time, I was going to live for myself. 3 After packing, I ran to the community gate to hail a taxi. But Fiona blocked my way, standing right in front of me. This was the first time I stood next to her standing up. She was tall, her appearance perfect. Too bad her heart was rotten. "Liam, you were reborn too, right?" I met her gaze, neither humble nor arrogant. "Yes. I remember every cold look you gave me, every lie you told me, and the pain of that knife piercing my heart!" She sighed slightly. "I'm sorry." "Save your cheap apologies! I will never forgive you! Move, get out of my way." Suddenly, her hand clamped onto my arm like a vise. "You can't leave." The next second, two bodyguards dragged me into a car. I was taken to a villa, heavily guarded. "Fiona, what the hell are you doing! I'm not interfering with you and Ryan, why are you keeping me here!" "Liam, in my last life I said I would compensate you. If he doesn't choose me this time, I'll marry you and ensure you live in luxury for the rest of your life." I scoffed. "And if he chooses you?" "Then I'll give you a sum of money and let you go. For now, I need you to help me pursue him. Tell me everything he likes." "Tell me what he likes to eat first. I invited him here for dinner. I'm going to cook." Even though I was filled with hate, seeing how much she cared about Ryan still hurt. I bit my lip, refusing to speak, but her nails dug deep into my flesh. I winced and spoke. "Expensive. The more expensive, the better!" While she was in the kitchen, I looked around the house, thinking of a way to escape. Soon, the doorbell rang. Ryan stood there in a decent casual suit, looking boyish. Fiona welcomed him with a smile. He thanked her in a pinched voice, then saw me standing there. "Why are you here!" Fiona quickly explained for me. "He's here to help me pursue you. I figured your brother would know your preferences." Although his eyes were full of disgust, he had to pretend to be moved. "Fiona, you're so thoughtful." After sitting down, I unceremoniously devoured the airlifted lobster and king crab. Ryan, however, kept checking his phone. Soon, it rang urgently. "Hello Mom, don't panic, what happened?" "What? I'll be right there." After hanging up, he suddenly knelt before me. "Brother, Lucas needs a kidney transplant. Help him, please. You can't watch him die." My mind went blank. I remembered clearly that after the last surgery, the doctor said Lucas recovered very well and wouldn't relapse. "You're a match too. Why don't you donate?" But Ryan acted like he didn't hear me, kowtowing repeatedly. "Brother, please, save him." Fiona pulled him up heartache, hugging him. Then she glared at me. "You are so selfish!" She dragged Ryan away, not forgetting to order the bodyguards to watch me closely. 4 I was locked in a room on the third floor. Pounding on the door was useless. I found a trophy and smashed the window without hesitation. Looking down from the third floor, my legs went weak. I closed my eyes and jumped. But luck wasn't on my side. I hit the ground hard, breaking my ribs. The pain was suffocating. Fiona walked over. I instinctively begged for help. "Send... send me to the hospital." But her voice was freezing. "You're not going anywhere. Wait here to donate your kidney to your brother." I looked at her in disbelief, tears falling uncontrollably. "I only have one kidney left. If I give it to him, I'll die." "Yes, I know." My heart turned completely cold. "This is your compensation to me?" "I'm sorry. I don't want to see Ryan sad. Consider it another debt I owe you." I lay in bed for days. My injuries healed slowly, but my life was counting down. Waiting for death filled me with despair. Five days later, Ryan walked into my room alone. Seeing me strapped to the bed, he laughed loudly. "Brother, since you're dying, I'll tell you. The person who needs the kidney is the guy Lucas hit with his car. Coincidentally, he's a match with you." Tears streamed down my face. "I've been good to you since we were kids. Why are you doing this to me?" He glared at me viciously. "Blame Fiona. If she were really crippled, I would have let you have her. But she's not, so I want both!" I closed my eyes in sorrow. He untied me. I stood up and followed him slowly. When we reached the door, I suddenly shoved him out with all my strength and locked the door. I picked up the gasoline I had prepared by the bed, splashed it on the floor, and lit a match. Ryan pounded on the door frantically. "What are you doing? You can't die! I'm calling Fiona right now!" My indifferent voice came from inside. "I've already called the police. If you don't want Fiona to know you two conspired to trick her, you better pray I burn to death!" Sure enough, the noise outside stopped immediately. I stood in the dancing flames, laughing at the sky. Finally, I'm free. Goodbye, world that was never kind to me.
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