Making the Wrong Choice... Again

"I've arranged two betrothals for you guys—one is a housekeeper's daughter, while the other is a wealthy heiress. You two can choose for yourselves."As I listened to Dad's words, I touched my head, feeling no traces of a wound.That was when I realized I had been reborn."Dad, I want to marry the housekeeper's daughter!" My brother, Jacob Wright, exclaimed eagerly from beside me.Dad was taken aback. Jacob was usually quite vain, so why would he uncharacteristically choose the housekeeper's daughter?Only I knew the answer. Jacob had been reborn too."Are you sure?" Dad asked in surprise. "If you marry her, you'll have to rely on your own efforts for everything.""I'm sure. I want to marry the housekeeper's daughter. Why should Jason, of all people, get all the good luck?"With that, Jacob looked at me. He leaned close to my ear and whispered smugly, "Jason Wright, it's my turn to enjoy the good life! You can keep that sadist company!"I smiled, feeling secretly delighted. Ja

The post was titled "My husband said that women shouldn't buy luxury goods". Attached were screenshots of my conversations with Quinn.If it weren't for those screenshots, I wouldn't have known she had posted about me online.I looked at the comments under the post, all of which were criticizing me."What a petty, controlling man.""If you can't afford it, don't get married!""That's because your husband is broke! And why is he broke? Because he doesn't work hard enough!"When I confronted Quinn, she said, "I only did it to help you get a clear look at yourself. You have no money, yet you forbid your wife from buying luxury goods. In most families, it's the man who earns the money. Did you think you'd be as lucky as your brother?"So, when she snatched the lottery ticket away, I argued with her, "I bought this, and I chose the numbers. Why should it all go to you?""So what?" Quinn shot back. "Legally, whoever paid for it owns it. Once I get the money, I'm divorcing you!"I wa

Shaking with anger, I asked Jacob, "Why would you do this?"He replied through gritted teeth, "I want you to experience all the pain I went through in my previous life! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to marry into the Caldwells."I'll never forget how she treated me like a dog. She openly cheated on me with her first love, put a dog leash around my neck to humiliate me, and even whipped me with a rope, completely stripping me of my dignity as a man!"Most importantly, I wanted a divorce but couldn't get one. Where was I supposed to find 100 million dollars to compensate her? You enjoyed a life of wealth and luxury in your previous life. What's wrong with suffering a little in this one?"Jacob's voice was filled with grief and indignation, as if he had suffered immense injustice.I admit he lived bitterly and miserably in his past life, but all of that was his own choice. What did it have to do with me?He was greedy, vain, and wanted a wealthy woman to support him, so

Quinn, however, had no idea what Jacob was talking about. Confused, she said, "Honey, have you lost your mind? It's perfectly normal not to win the lottery. Only a small percentage of people ever win. Don't take it so personally."Then, Jacob pointed at me and said, "Was it you? Did you switch the lottery ticket?""It was just the two of you who went to buy the ticket that day. What does it have to do with me?" I retorted.But inside, I sneered. My life wasn't so easily replicated. Jacob was so naive to think that marrying Quinn would guarantee a lottery win. How could he be so foolish?Jacob didn't have time to investigate further. He frantically grabbed his hair.He had more pressing matters at hand—his loans were overdue. Notifications about his overdue payments kept pouring in on his phone.Calls came one after another. Just then, Quinn said to Jacob, "Honey, I've spotted a new bag I like. Will you buy it for me?"Furious, Jacob shoved Quinn to the floor and yelled, "All you

A moment later, police officers rushed into the living room and ordered us to raise our hands."Someone reported illegal drug use here. We need you to cooperate with our investigation," an officer said.I was shocked. I knew Jacob would try to harm me, but I never imagined he would go this far. He actually drugged the drink to try to send me to prison. If convicted, the sentence for this charge was severe. I stared in horror at the glass of wine. If I had taken even a sip, my life would have been over.Jacob eagerly raised his hand. "Officer, I'm the one who reported it! It's my brother who took drugs!"He pointed at me and whispered, "What's the use of having so much money? You won't be able to spend it in prison."The officer nodded. "That's quite the righteous act, turning in your own family. However, you'll need to come with us too for a test. Who's to say you haven't been taking drugs with him?"Jacob panicked and shouted, "No, officer! I haven't! Only my brother has!"Wa