The Day of Choosing a Wife

My selfish younger brother unexpectedly left the nation's goddess, Gina Yates, for me. Instead, he chose Susan Cole, whose family's influence was far inferior to the Yates family.

Dad tried to persuade him to reconsider.

But he remained adamant about choosing Susan.

Before leaving, he muttered excitedly to himself.

"This time, I'll be the one with the perfect life!"

I instantly realized—he had been reborn.

But what he didn't know was that I had been reborn too.

Watching his smug, confident expression, I smiled.

Did he really think Susan was something special?

"Mom! Dad! I want to marry Susan Cole!"

My usually selfish brother, who always hoarded everything good for himself, had actually abandoned the nation's goddess Gina Yates and chosen Susan Cole, whose family's power was far inferior to the Yates family.

I glanced at him with some confusion.

Clearly, our biased parents didn't understand either.

Dad even tried to convince him to choose Gina right in front of me.

"Although the Cole family is quite good, they're nowhere near as prestigious as the Yates family. Besides, Miss Yates is stunningly beautiful, and her ability to manage the company is excellent! You two would be perfect together!"

My brother Ryan scoffed coldly.

"You've all been fooled by her. That woman..."

Mid-sentence, he glanced at me with a smile and changed the subject.

"She naturally belongs to my older brother. Besides, Miss Cole is quite nice too—lively personality. The Cole family will only get better in the future."

I vaguely sensed something was off.

Seeing Ryan's persistence, Mom and Dad stopped pressing the issue, afraid of upsetting him.

"Since you've both made your choices, I'll discuss with the Yates and Cole families and exchange your birth charts."

Hearing Dad's words, I pressed my lips together.

Clearly, only Ryan had made his choice.

I said nothing, and as I turned to head upstairs, I heard Ryan's excited mutter to himself.

"This time, I'll be the one with the perfect life!"

I instantly understood.

He had been reborn.

But what he didn't know was that I had been reborn too.

In my previous life, Ryan had chosen without hesitation to marry the nation's goddess Gina Yates, only to discover after marriage that she was frigid. With his strong desires, he chose to cheat.

He had affairs with no fewer than ten women, each bearing a five-point resemblance to Gina. Not only that, but he would make them imitate Gina's mannerisms and expressions to satisfy his twisted pleasures.

When the scandal broke, he was in the middle of passionate role-playing with them.

I heard that Gina didn't go in directly at the time, but had someone deliver some "water" to Ryan.

When he emerged, he was completely ruined.

His function down there had failed.

Afterward, Gina locked him in a suburban villa. Though she didn't let him out, she never mistreated him in terms of food and clothing.

But for a man, if that part doesn't work, what's the difference between him and a eunuch?

Especially for someone as philandering and face-conscious as Ryan.

Gradually, his mental state deteriorated.

At that time, I had a happy family and a thriving career.

For a while, I became the object of everyone's envy.

Ryan's resentment only grew.

He always liked to put me down to elevate himself.

He looked down on me from the bottom of his heart, believing I didn't deserve such a good life, and that I didn't deserve to live better than him.

Later, after Susan gave birth to a daughter, Ryan completely lost his mind.

He slit his wrists and committed suicide.

I turned to look at his smug, confident expression and smiled.

Did he really think Susan was something special?