I remembered it clearly like it was yesterday. I was suffering from this disease called 'love.' My name is Mio Lockheart. My adoptive parents gave me the name. I was too young at that time to remember my real name. The Lockheart family is not regular. It is a wealthy and noble family that has high prestige.
They have so many businesses all over the world, and they only have one son. Claude Lockheart is the only son of the Lockheart family. I never knew the reason why they adopted me, nor did they tell me the reason behind it. They were devoted parents. Wei and Jane Lockheart gave their attention to their youngest adoptive daughter as if she were their biological daughter.
Claude Lockheart was dissatisfied with this. I never knew what my brother thought in his mind, but after my rebirth, I knew the reason why he hated me. I stole all of his parents' affection and attention. I am not their true daughter, but they treated me very well. I lived all of my life like a little princess.
Claude realized that his parents cared about me more than him. He started to hate me from the depths of his heart. The younger me never knew this, because Claude never told me how dissatisfied he was with me. My adoptive parents knew that I fell in love with their only son, and they never rejected me. They also supported me to be with Claude. But Claude hated this idea the most, and he turned colder toward me.
The younger me always thought that it was okay, and I would work hard to make him fall in love with me. But it was not that simple. Love is for two people, not for one person. I didn't know that he would never love me in this lifetime. If I could describe my character, it would be a villainess in the novel. I ended with a miserable death.
Maybe I am only a villainess who could never get her happiness, but I forced myself not to give up no matter what. Claude is the male lead, of course he will be with the female lead, and the female lead will never be me.
I remembered why I was in the hospital. It happened on June 25. It was my birthday party on that day. Wei and Jane announced that I was Claude's fiancée without Claude's consent. Of course, he was so angry and uncontrollable. He rebelled against his parents.
I clearly remembered his words at that time as a bomb in my heart. It was the first time I realized that my heart was trampled in front of everyone and became a living joke.
"You want me to marry this ugly girl?" He pointed his fingers at me disgustedly.
"In your dreams. Do you think I want to marry you? Ugh, if it weren't for my parents, you wouldn't ever have a chance to marry me in this lifetime," his voice grew colder each time he spoke.
I tried to calm his anger, but he pushed me harshly.
"Don't touch me. You disgust me the most. Who do you think you are? How dare you dream of climbing into my bed, huh? Such a disgusting girl like you will be alone forever," he said, looking at me with disgust.
"You just want my money, right? You're just an adopted girl. You are not even a real daughter of my family. Yeah, you are not a daughter of the Lockheart family," he said coldly.
My heart skipped a beat, and I could barely stand firmly. My tears never stopped flowing down my cheeks.
"Crying won't solve your problem," he added angrily.
"Brother," I called him softly.
"Don't call me brother. There is no sister like you who wants to climb into her brother's bed. You are disgusting. I hope you never step your dirty body into my family again," he said.
Wei couldn't control his anger and tried to slap him, but Jane and Mio tried hard to comfort him.
"Father," I said dejectedly.
"Look! My parents defended you so much. How could you dare to force them to marry me? Disgusting. I don't want you to show up in front of me ever again," he said without looking back.
He never came back home after that day. I called him that night.
"Brother, will you come back after I die?" I asked.
"What trick are you using this time? Just die then," he said coldly and hung up the phone.
I walked indifferently toward the pool. The day he trampled on my heart, I lost everything. I lost my adoptive family, and I lost my first love. He suffered so much because of me, and he didn't get their affection. Maybe he was right—that I shouldn't have stepped into their lives, so he wouldn't suffer so much.
It was my fault. If I hadn't stepped into Claude's life, maybe he would be happy. If I hadn't loved him, I would've stopped bothering him every time I met him. All of this is my fault. My real family left me alone, and my adoptive brother hated me because I got all the affection that should have been his.
I walked to the pool, and my body grew colder with each step. Claude was right—that I should die, then he would be happy. With my death, he would be glad, and I wouldn't be there to bother him or to never give up on him again.
My blood slowly dripped as I walked toward the pool. There was a fresh cut on my wrist that was not deep or shallow. There were traces of blood leading to the swimming pool. Anyone who saw it would be scared. But my mind was blank, and my heart was broken, and I wanted Claude to be happy without me in his life.
After arriving at the pool, I closed my eyes tightly and dropped myself into the water. The water was cold, and there were blood marks in the water. The area where I fell started to turn red and looked scary. It looked like a horror-thriller movie at that time.
In my mind, I knew it would be the end of my life, but I never knew that I would survive. But it never made me happy. Without knowing it, it was the beginning of my suffering and nightmare.
In the last life, after I recovered, Claude would chase me away to my original family. At that time, I knew that I didn't have a place in my adoptive family. After I attempted suicide, I didn't feel comfortable anymore around my family. I tried smiling as hard as I could to reassure them that I would find happiness in my original family.
He didn't come out when I left his house, nor did I care about it. At that time, I felt we were already strangers who had nothing to do with each other. My life became difficult in my original family. I didn't feel familiar in the new situation, but it was bearable. At least I didn't have to meet my first love again. I was uncomfortable with my adoptive parents, and I felt we were just strangers even though we spent time together.
My mind always said they are my parents, but my heart always said they are not your family at all. I had a psychological burden after that. I didn't always come to visit them; I only visited when I made sure he was not at home.
I wanted to have a peaceful life after losing my first love and did my work seriously, but the female lead didn't want to let me go, and I ended miserably in the end. The female lead is the girl who would become Claude's future wife. I never knew if they were married or not because I had already died at that time before I could hear about their wedding.
I was relieved that I didn't hear it. Even though I stayed away from Claude, my heart still chose him like a mad dog.
He didn't know how much he hurt me, and Claude didn't know how deeply he trampled on my heart. He didn't know that I needed him the most and cried silently without his parents knowing about it. I always protected him from his parents. But now I know that my feelings wouldn't be appreciated by him. I felt like a clown to him.
I never knew that I would be reborn at the time I attempted suicide. There is a difference in this life. All of my memories from before reincarnation were the same, but one thing was different. I didn't have my original family.
In this body's memory, my original family had already died in a plane crash, and I was left alone in the orphanage when I was four years old.
It was not fair. I didn't have a place to run to, nor did I dare stay in this family. But wherever I went, I wouldn't be saved anymore. No one can help me survive this nightmare at all. Do I have to face this nightmare again?
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