Remarriage Failed Again Today

Leona Grant knocked on the door to bring her a meal. Annabelle Linton threw a book at the door and told him to get lost.

Leona Grant’s lips curled into a smirk. He didn’t take it to heart and returned to his room to work.

In his mind, just being able to bring Annabelle Linton back to the country and keep her by his side was already wonderful.

’Women, after all, throwing a little tantrum just makes them cuter, doesn’t it?’

’He was willing to indulge her.’

...

As evening fell, he was drawn out by an ethereal singing voice.

Annabelle Linton was sitting at the piano, playing. A microphone was positioned by her lips as she sang.

’So, she was the one singing!’

Leona Grant watched Annabelle Linton with great interest. ’But why does she look so sad...?’

He heard Annabelle Linton sing.

"Is there a truth I can fall back to?

How do I face this?

If I’d known, why would I have cried?

I was so naive...

I hate that this story is already over.

Even the mistakes were so beautiful,

Anyone would agree.

Does anyone understand my guard better than you?

Or will they laugh at how foolish I was to believe...

That these words from the heart can’t be said.

No matter how cruel, I’ll console myself.

Is anyone more ashamed than I am?

The more fervent the feelings, the deeper the silence.

Don’t look at me,

I’m not in pain.

Just as long as you remember I was here..."

Annabelle Linton had been playing pool with Xylas Shepherd and Nathaniel Locke. She had just lost, so they’d made her sing a song chosen at random—"You There" by Joker Xue.

Just as long as you remember I was here...

After singing this line, Annabelle Linton lowered her gaze. Her long lashes concealed the turmoil in her eyes, where a faint mist of tears was gathering.

This was her favorite song in her past life.

After finishing the song, Annabelle Linton’s thoughts couldn’t help but drift back to her previous life.

Her heart ached as if stabbed by knives and pierced by needles.

Leona Grant was a powerful man with many enemies.

Once, his enemies kidnapped her to get revenge on him, threatening to make Leona Grant taste the pain of losing a loved one.

Then, one of the enemy’s underlings told his boss that Leona Grant didn’t seem to like her but was in love with Vivian Yates. So, they kidnapped Vivian Yates as well.

Then, she and Vivian Yates were thrown into the same room.

They were tied to separate pillars, and gasoline was poured on them.

Then the kidnappers summoned Leona Grant and made him choose between the woman he loved most and his wife. He could only save one.

At the same time, they set the house on fire.

Leona Grant could only save one, and the one left behind would be burned alive...

’The answer was already obvious, wasn’t it?’

’How could Leona Grant possibly save her?’

But the most terrifying thing in this life is false hope, and yet, it is also all one has.

She looked at him, full of expectation.

But his worried gaze didn’t linger on her for even a second.

She cried. Her heart seemed to have shattered, never to be pieced back together.

Finally, Leona Grant glanced at her—but only for an instant.

And so, her despondent heart was filled with hope once again. She looked at him expectantly.

But it was laughable. She saw not a single trace of hesitation in his eyes. He walked straight to Vivian Yates, untied her, and swept her up into his arms. He left without a single backward glance.

At that moment, heavy tears finally broke free, gushing like a spring and streaming down her face.

Leona Grant faltered in his steps. ’He’s probably afraid I’ll haunt him even after I’m dead,’ she thought. Then he uttered what amounted to empty words: "I’ll come back for you."

And just like that, because of those words, she forgot how he had abandoned her. She loved him so deeply, and in the end, died so tragically.

At that moment, Annabelle Linton felt utterly worthless.

Truly worthless. Deceiving herself, inviting her own humiliation, reaping what she sowed.

And of course, things went on from there.

The fire grew larger and larger, and she could feel her skin beginning to burn away.