Chapter 2

After all the guests had left.

I stripped off the gown I had personally designed and drove aimlessly through the city.

My agent and parents called relentlessly, almost blowing up my phone.

I didn't answer a single call until the battery died.

The engagement ring on my finger was a bit small, and the evening swelling made my finger ache painfully.

I struggled to pull the ring off my ring finger.

In my previous life, I only accidentally found out during my pregnancy that the engagement ring didn't fit because its size was custom-made for Alex Thorne's first love, Brooke Miller.

I sneered, a sarcastic twist on my lips, and casually tossed the ring out the car window.

A dull, heavy ache settled in my chest, a pain that clawed at my throat.

I pressed a hand to my chest, biting back the tumultuous emotions, but tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

I pulled into a random parking lot.

After turning off the car, I cried until my emotions finally calmed. Then, I picked up my phone.

I sent a message to my agent.

`Ms. Jenkins, find me some work.`

In my previous life, at this very moment, I had just starred in a hit show and was in the prime of my career.

But because Alex Thorne told me he needed me to manage his household,

I gave up working.

God knows how many times in my past life I'd woken up in the dead of night, tears streaming, consumed by the crushing weight of my regrets.

It still hurts to think about it.

No wonder women online always say that losing your job means losing everything.

Now, I'm desperate to get back on screen.