After my car accident, I unexpectedly gained a powerful system and defeated the green tea girl who stole my boyfriend.

A month before I was supposed to marry Caleb Grayson, I got an anonymous email.

It held a video of him and his assistant, Chloe, in a steamy embrace.

The boy who swore he’d love me forever was covered in kiss marks, his eyes hazy.

He looked straight into the camera, his voice cold. "Audrey Hayes? Ten years? I’m so over her."

I smashed the carefully chosen gifts. Then I jumped in my sports car, needing to blow off steam. But I crashed into a guardrail. Hard.

As I lay in the hospital, I saw Caleb standing outside my room, his face etched with pain. I was about to rip into him.