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Three years later, in the largest Rose Manor, a beautiful wedding was being held. 

According to rumors, the leading lady in the wedding ceremony was me, the general manager of Baichuan Group. 

The groom, William Lewis, the head of a leading company in the global energy industry, specially bought this estate, and planted a garden full of roses for me. 

We had already held the wedding of the century that attracted worldwide attention in Canada, but the small wedding appreciation dinner held in William’s hometown, 

still left every guest stunned. 

The city’s elite attended the ceremony, which was the closest 

Sean Drake was also among them. 

had been to the two heirs of the fortune. 

Looking at me in a height set wedding dress, dazzling bride, Sean felt as if a lifetime passed. 

He can hardly remember how long it has been since he has seen me. 

Three years ago, he was pestering me around campus in Canada. 

At first, he thought William Lewis was just a shield I was looking for. 

But later, he watched us go in and out together, becoming closer and closer. 

One ordinary night, from a dark corner, he saw us kissing in the moonlight. 

At that moment, Sean Drake lost his breath, and he clearly heard the sound of his soul pulling away from his body. 

The pain of separation spread throughout his body, and he fell to the ground, losing all his strength. 

He never saw me again after that. 

Later, the Drake family’s business went through a change and they were on the verge of 

-bankruptcy overnight. 

Sean Drake had to finish his studies early and return home to carry the burden of the family. 

Struggling for a few years, he barely supported the family business, no worse, no better. 

Every time he saw my picture in the news, he clearly felt that the distance between us was getting farther and farther away. 

Hundreds of fireworks went off in unison, fireworks and roses reflecting each other, and the crowd erupted in screams. 

Everyone congratulated and admired the celestial couple in front of them. 

Sean Drake was not standing close, but he clearly heard my firm, powerful “I do.” 

He curled his lips and smiled. 

He vaguely remembered that a few years ago, on his twentieth birthday, I had given him a hand–carved ring. 

Drunk, he took the ring in my hand and asked me vaguely. 

“Is this, Nancy, proposing to me?” 

I blushed, and my ears were all tender. 

Sean Drake was so fascinated that he made his first promise to me:“This kind of thing, a man should do.” 

“Then if I propose to you, what will you say?” he asked me, playfully. 

A sweet voice brushed his ears. 

“I do,” I said. 

Same as today, I do. 

Sean Drake slowly retreated from the crowd and walked off into the distance. 

Today is a fine day, the sun is warm, falling in his eyes, but very painful. 

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With tears steaming in the sun, Sean Drake stood in the warmth and shivered. 

Those who once loved, hated, can never go back. 

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Decades passed. 

I lay peacefully in a hospital bed, awaiting death. 

Sounds faded; my breathing grew shallow. 

Yet, my consciousness didn’t dissipate; instead, I entered a vast emptiness. 

A mechanical voice echoed, 

“Welcome back to the Time Management Bureau.” 

A warm energy enveloped me. Memories from centuries flooded 

my 

mind. 

I opened my eyes. 

I remembered. 

I’d been traveling through parallel universes, saving myself from suffering. 

Each successful rewriting of my fate restored a piece of my soul. 

A transparent screen appeared–the next timeline. 

I touched the “Travel” button. 

The screen glowed softly, its information shifting.