MoboNovel Lite
Chapter 1
The sharp pain spread from her forehead to her limbs. Someone pushed her so hard that her forehead knocked against the cold, hard marble floor.
Selena Riddle opened her eyes, and her vision was hazy, stirring up a certain hostility within her.
A man’s angry growl came to her ears with an etched hatred, “Selena, why don’t you go and die?!”
Then came the woman’s frightened scolding, “Dominic, you’re mad! What are you wastrels doing? Why don’t you hurry and pull the young master away!”
Two bodyguards rushed over and forcefully pulled away the man who was grabbing Selena by the hair.
A middle-aged woman ran over and helped Selena’s frail body up, looking at her head and face full of blood with trepidation, “Selena, are you alright?”
Selena held on to her collapsing sanity, her cold, dark eyes swept over the surroundings, and in the next second, her eyes grew trance-like.
Luxurious hotel, flowers and ribbons, whispering crowds.
Where was she?
She looked down at herself, in her snow-white wedding dress, her heart stained with blood, inexplicably bleak.
Selena was completely shocked that she was getting married.
What was going on?
The man stared at her with hatred, his eyes full of twisted humiliation and anger.
He slammed a stack of photos at Selena, looking at her with undisguised gloom and disgust in his eyes, “You have messed around with so many men, and to cover up this secret, you even tried to kill your sister. You are so vicious, I swore that I would never marry you, even if I had to die!”
He ripped off the lilies belonging to the groom, threw them in front of her, and turned to leave indifferently. The middle-aged woman, anxious and angry, hurriedly chased after him, “Dominic, bastard, get back here!”
Selena looked at the man’s resolute back as he left, her heart throbbing with pain as unfamiliar feelings and memories flooded her mind.
Her face paled, and she knitted her brows, and the moment Dominic Walson’s figure completely disappeared, something exploded in her mind, and memories spilled out.
Selena could no longer support herself, her body went limp, and she fell down and lost consciousness…….
In a chaotic dreamscape, countless young and resolute faces carried blood.
She dragged her seriously ill body through the endless darkness, running and killing, watching each of her familiar companions fall.
“Missy, go!”
“Missy, you must live!”
“Missy, return alive and avenge us!”
The woman on the bed opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling calmly, her eyes slightly moist, and a tear spilled out of the corner of her eye and traced its way down her pale cheek.
It finally occurred to her how on earth she had got here from the fronts of smoke and war, millions of miles away.
She died.
Yes, Selena Riddle, who was the supreme commander of the battlefield, had died, betrayed by those closest to her. In a desperate place, she stepped over a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and in the midst of the watchful and regretful gaze of her enemies, she drew her sword and slashed through her heart. Since then, there had been no more of the noble and beautiful Miss Riddle in the world.
But instead, in the distant Creephia, there was another Selena Riddle.
In a trance, she had heard what seemed to be the voice of God calling to her, asking if she would like to do it again if she had the chance.
She seemed to be replying at the time that she would love another chance and that she was going to go to her comrades.
Selena closed her eyes and silently collected her sad and excited emotions, carefully combing through the extra memories in her mind.
The girl whose body she had taken over, also called Selena Riddle, runs to the bridegroom on her wedding night, full of joy, only to be stopped in her tracks by her sister, Leah Riddle, who suddenly appears.
Leah smiled viciously, placing unpleasant photos in front of her. Selena went to grab the photos in a panic, but before she could touch them, Leah rolled down the stairs, crying and screaming.
Photos were spilled all over the floor, all of them showing her standing with another man.
Before she could return to her senses, the tirade of abuse and humiliation came crashing down on her.
The groom repudiated the marriage in public, coldly pushing away her hand as she cried and explained. Her forehead was knocked on the ground, and blood was everywhere.
She opened her eyes again, and she was in the girl’s body.
Memories belonging to both of them, one by one, swept through clearly, until they were reduced to silence.
Selena blinked. How grateful she was that she was still alive.
She will live, take all the heroes to go home, and blood hate will be avenged!
“Still not awake?”
“It’s been two days and she hasn’t awakened, she’s not dead, is she?”
“She deserves it; she has cheated so many people, cuckolded Master Dominic, and intended to kill her sister. Such a vicious woman should not live in the world. It’s a pity that no one has come to see her after such a big incident, upstairs in the VIP ward of Leah is packed every day. Not only is the Riddle family there, but Dominic is also there to take care of her; she has finally made her mark.”
“Who would come to see a fool? Not only is she ugly, but she’s also vicious. I wish she would die soon, or hell knows how long he’s been guarding here?”
The nurse, who was talking, inadvertently glanced up and saw a slim, single figure standing in the doorway.
She was dressed in a blue hospital gown, with long hair, a pale face, red lips, and a circle of gauze tied around her forehead, barely visible in her original appearance. With her hollow eyes, emitting a ghostly cold light, she stared at them motionlessly.
“Ah-" the two nurses let out a scream at the shock.
Selena’s eyes fell on them, “Please bring me some makeup remover, as well as clothes and shoes.”
The two nurses met her eyes, winced, and nodded their heads.
Selena smiled faintly; her gloomy expression became lively. “I will not die."
The two nurses were in a cold sweat.
“My mother’s will left me twenty percent of the Riddle family, so even if I have nothing left, I still have money.”
The two nurses’ expressions stiffened, and their eyes widened in shock.
Goodness. Twenty percent of the Riddle family’s shares would be a great amount of money.
Does the Walson family know about this?
Even if Miss Riddle is down and out, she is still an aristocratic daughter, and it is as easy as pie to screw the working class.
The two nurses were sweaty at the thought.
“Sorry, Miss Riddle, we should not speak ill of you. Please don’t mind us, we’ll go and help you get what you need now.”
Chapter 2
After one of the nurses finished speaking, she dragged the nurse who had just cursed Selena to die and fled.
It didn’t take long for the stuff to be delivered.
Selena stood in front of the mirror, using a moist cotton pad to wipe away the thick foundation and lipstick.
Ever since Angie told Selena that her Dominic liked flirtatious and sexy women, this silly girl made a lot of jokes every day by wearing heavy make-up and clothes that were not suitable for her age and temperament, and earned the title of the number one ugly girl in the celebrity circle.
Looking at her true face, which was completely exposed in the mirror, Selena froze.
Her face was bloodless and with little vivid expression, but her pair of large eyes was thrillingly beautiful.
What shocked Selena was not this proud beauty but the familiarity of this face.
Not only do they have the same name, but they even look the same.
Selena lowered her eyelashes and smiled faintly. Now, when she went back, she even saved herself the effort of explaining.
She stared at her face in the mirror, her eyebrows lightly arched, with a distinctive charm, “Selena, I will avenge you.” Since she had taken her body, it was her duty to seek justice for this good girl, who had died in vain and was innocent.
“Son of a bitch! Are you trying to piss me off? Do you know that before Selena’s mother died, she left her twenty percent of the Riddle family’s shares, with that money, our Walson family will have no problem going to the next level!” Mrs. Walson’s heart was aching when she learned the news, so close that the money had flowed into their Walson family.
Dominic, dressed in a luxurious couture suit, tall and full of an elite aura, heard it, his face slightly sunken, “Mom, where did you hear the news from?” “Selena said it herself, it can’t be a lie!” Mrs. Walson laughed coldly, “I told you long ago that Selena is the first Young Madam of the Riddle family, her mother had a proud family, there is no way she wouldn’t have left something for Selena, but you got carried away and actually did something like repenting the marriage in public, you really pissed me off!” Mrs. Walson gritted her teeth, her chest trembling with anger, pointing at Selena’s ward, “Go now and coax or deceive her to get the marriage license with Selena as soon as possible!” Dominic frowned and said coldly, “As I said, I won’t marry her!” “How dare you?” Mrs. Walson became angry, but when she thought of Selena’s ugly face, her tone eased.
“Dominic, I know you like Leah, but you are facing a twenty percent share of the Riddle family, and with more effort, you are the largest shareholder of the Riddle family.” Dominic was indifferent. To have him marry a woman of poor character and upbringing was a dilemma to think about.
Moreover, he had already said his vows, so if he went to get a license with Selena at this time, wouldn’t he be humiliating himself? Mrs. Walson added, “Have you thought it through? With that twenty percent of Selena’s shares, the merger of the Walson family and the Riddle family is expected to surpass Olympus Group and become the biggest business hegemon in Creephia, and may even enter the capital. With such huge benefits, can you temporarily have Leah condescend?” Dominic’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Mom, what do you mean? Mrs. Walson gathered the shawl over her shoulders, and she snorted, “In modern times, marriage and divorce are commonplace.
She made a mistake, so even if you don’t touch her after your wedding, she would not dare to complain. For the sake of our reputation, the news of your marriage will not be made public, so this is not against your words last night.” “She is so devoted to you; as long as you say a few sweet words to coax her, she will give you twenty percent of her shares of her own accord. As long as that twenty percent share is in hand and Selena has no more value to use, you can treat her however you like.” Across a tree, on a bench in the garden, Selena lazily sunbathed, looking at the blue sky and white clouds overhead and letting out a slight sigh of relief.
A nurse ran over and handed over the item in her hand, “Miss, here you are.” The sudden noise startled Dominic and Mrs. Walson, who gazed over to see a person sitting on a bench not far away.
The person had long hair and wore a pure white silk dress, revealing two calves, and wore a sun hat that covered most of her face.
The only visible chin was delicate.
Even if they can’t see her face, the quiet girl showed her nobility.
Several drinks were placed on the seat beside her, and she had obviously been sitting here for a long time.
After all, it was not a glamorous affair, and the Walson mother and son did not dare to look at her in detail and turned to leave.
Before she left, Dominic looked back for some unknown psychological reason.
She saw the woman take something from the nurse, an identity card.
Should be there to get a license…
After this thought crossed his mind, Dominic somehow felt uncomfortable in his heart. He frowned, pondered for a moment, took one last look, and left.
“Miss Riddle, what are you doing with your ID card?” The nurse asked curiously.
Selena smiled at her, her eyes dark, “To get married.”
In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Selena sat on a bench and watched the sparse crowd coming and going.
The first Mrs. Riddle did leave Selena twenty percent of her shares, but for her to spend that money, it had to be after the marriage.
In her current situation, finding someone to marry is the fastest and most effective way to solve the problem.
She was eventually going home; there was no point in wasting her extra mind in Creephia, and she didn’t have any great claim to the name of her partner written on the marriage certificate.
After all, this Selena is not the other Selena. After the matter is completed, she will compensate the man for the corresponding moral damage, and even everything in Creephia can be given to him for free as long as he cooperates well.
It didn’t seem to be a good day, as only a small percentage of those who came to the Civil Affairs Bureau were licensed, and a large percentage were divorced.
Selena waited drowsily and couldn’t find a suitable one. At 5:50, both the newlywed lovebirds who had received their certificates and the divorced men and women had all gone.
Selena stood up from the bench, and as she was about to leave, she met a slender figure walking in her direction.
She was on her feet, and there was more than a hint of amazement in her eyes.
Chapter 3
It was a man who was dressed in black all over.
Selena could not describe his appearance, for every part of his body looked like it had been carefully sculpted by God, oozing with endearing and obsessive charm.
She couldn’t say what was beautiful, but it seems to look good everywhere.
At the moment, his dignified aura overwhelmed the earth, which seemed to lose its brightness.
His dark eyes were so profound, and even his fingers were attractive.
Selena was shocked by his handsomeness and aura, as well as the scent of his body.
After careful recollection, it seems that there are no rumours about this man in Creephia.
Who is he? “Young Master, Miss Collins has heard those bad rumours about you and has run away from the marriage.” The man’s delicate face was devoid of any extra emotion, and his voice was pleasing to the ears: “In three minutes, go and pick up a decent young woman from the roadside.” Selena, “…" Female creature? Is it okay to be a random person? He’s almost less picky than she is.
Selena stared at the man for a moment, and with an idea in her mind, she stepped forward with a faint smile on her face, “Sir, shall we marry each other?” She raised the ID card and money in her hand, “My treat.” The man looked over and met her black and clear eyes.
“What’s your name?” He asked, his voice with its own compelling undertones.
Selena smiled faintly, “Selena Riddle.” There seemed to be a strange light fluttering under the man’s cold eyes, but it was fleeting, too fast to catch.
The assistant standing beside him looked up at Selena in surprise, scowl in his eyes.
Selena Riddle? The daughter of the Riddle family, who was publicly repudiated by her fiancé because of her unpleasant private style? Such a notorious woman, after being dumped by a man, dares to seek marriage with their young master; she really does not have any self-awareness.
The assistant’s expression was unpleasant to the extreme, and he opened his mouth, about to say something, but the man seemed to be aware of it and glanced at him gently.
With a chill in his heart, the assistant lowered his head and swallowed his objections in cold sweat.
The man gazed intently at Selena, his gaze regal, with a touch of scrutiny under his eyes.
Selena thought he was weighing the pros and cons. Her face was full of confidence as she spoke out to explain, “You need a wife, I need a husband, you marrying me is a win-win situation. After the marriage, I will do my best to cooperate with whatever you need me to do; likewise, when I need your help, you can’t just stand by.” Although at present, she envisages simply needing a married status to use that twenty percent of shares.
But nothing is absolute, and it never hurts to be prepared for both.
The man seemed to be dissatisfied with her explanation; his eyes sank slightly, but in a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and pushed down the hint of displeasure, his seductive thin lips spitting out, “My name is Osvaldo Anderson.” Selena smiled brilliantly, “I will keep it in mind.” Osvaldo Anderson held out his hand to her, “Let’s go.” Knowing that the man was agreeing to her request, Selena put her hand into the man’s, and the two walked side by side a minute before the Civil Affairs Bureau closed.
Half an hour later, Selena received her marriage certificate and got into her husband’s car.
Inside the understated luxury of the caravan, Selena looked down at the two red licenses on her lap, somewhat surprised that she had found a man to get a license so soon.
Although it was planned, it was a surreal feeling when she actually became a married woman.
She waited outside all afternoon, her hands and feet cold, so she put her marriage certificate away, her eyes closed in some drowsiness.
The eyes of Osvaldo fell on the face of his wife.
Noticing the visitation, Selena forced her eyes open, her voice rippling with drowsy sleep, “I haven’t had sex with any man, and I’ll clean up those wretched scandals soon, and won’t cause you any trouble.” She felt the sight of the man, who, she thought, cared about her reputation.
After all, Selena has had so much negative press in Creephia that almost no one doesn’t know her.
Silly, ugly, arrogant, vicious, unashamedly pestering Master Dominic.
Especially after her fiancé ruined her marriage at the wedding banquet, rumours of her unethical nature spread throughout Creephia, and her reputation became unbearable to the extreme.
The dark eyes of Osvaldo were more than displeased, but he said nothing, took off his trench coat, and covered her; his tone had a hint of tenderness: “Sleep well.” Selena smiled and took the man’s coat, which still had the warmth of his body on it, with a faintly compelling scent, wrapping her slender body from head to toe, dispelling the cold in an instant.
She closed her eyes and, like a lazy cat, lay back on the sofa and soon fell into sleep.
The car pulled into a luxurious castle.
Osvaldo carried the woman in his arms, all the way into the castle. The young master, who had never been close to women, had returned with a woman in his arms, and all the servants had their jaws dropped.
But even though the servants, well-trained, were so shocked that they wanted to gossip, none of them dared to make a single sound in front of Osvaldo.
Osvaldo carried Selena back to the bedroom, placed her on the big bed, personally bent down to take off her shoes, covered her with the blanket, and gazed at the sleeping woman for a while before quietly walking out.
“Young master.” The old butler was waiting outside the door, obviously having learned of his marriage license, his face beaming with joy, “What does young madam like? I will now immediately order someone to prepare it.” An eerie, dark stream of light swept across Osvaldo’s eyes.
In the car, he had finished reading what his assistant had researched about all of Selena’s past, and the information showed that the girl liked flirty and demonic things.
But when he saw her, she was in a white and plain dress, with a clear and warm smile, and not a trace of anything that matched the profile at all.
When the old butler saw that he was silent, he said, “I asked them to pack out several rooms around the house to make a cloakroom for young madam. She is young, lively, cute, and simple. All kinds of styles of clothes and jewellery will be prepared for a room, the young madam can always pick something she likes.” Osvaldo, with a mysterious look in his eyes, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke of a colour, “Blue.” The old butler froze, thinking that Selena had told him, and smiled, “Okay, I’ll go and have someone buy all the blue clothes in Creephia right now.” When Osvaldo finished speaking, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, but there was not the slightest trace of it on his expressionless face. As he was about to go downstairs, he said, “Get a study ready.” The butler happily went off to get ready.
Osvaldo sat down on the sofa in the living room and made a phone call.
A lazy voice with laughter came from over there, “Congratulations, finally married, how is Miss Collins? I heard she’s a beauty, please bear with her even if you don’t like her, don’t lose her, or I’ll have to go through the trouble of finding you another woman.” “Luke.” A touch of pleasure showed in his dark eyes, “I got a … good woman.”