Based on the clues I had gathered so far, it was evident that Stephany had intentionally


    Imitated me to marry Steven.


    In that case, why would she choose to take the pills and attempt suicide on her wedding day after


    achieving her goal?


    Meanwhile, Steven didn’t seem as surprised as I was. Was he aware of Stephany’s suicide?


    “Stephany, I have to get back to work now. Call me if you need anything, okay?” Judy said before


    heading to the second floor.


    I nodded, then asked Steven in a hushed tone, “Weren’t you surprised? Why did Stephany get so


    many pills from the nurse?”


    Steven lowered his gaze and tightened his grip on my hand. “Who in their right mind would


    marry me?”


    I was startled by his words. It had almost slipped my mind.


    Before I was reincarnated, Steven was just some dirty, crazy tramp. Of course, nodies


    would want to marry him.


    But then again, why had Stephany gone to such great lengths to imitate me in order to get


    close to Steven?


    After taking Steven back to the ward, I told him I was going out to buy dinner. That gave


    me the chance to slip away and meet the nurse on the second floor.


    Judy, who happened to be at the nurse’s station, was rather surprised to see me. Stephany, I


    thought you had gone home.”


    “Well, actually… About the medicine you gave me the other day… I took it… “I whispered to


    her.


    Judy’s expression turned pale with fright. “I–I didn’t give you those pills myself. They were


    prescribed by the doctor for your grandmother’s heart condition. Don’t get me in trouble.”


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    I waved my hands. “That’s not what I meant. When I woke up the other day, I had forgotten a lot of


    things. Do you know why I would want to kill myself?”


    Judy was taken aback for a moment before asking in a hushed tone, “Have you lost your memory,


    Stephany?”


    nodded.


    “Well, you mentioned that your grandmother was making you do things you didn’t want to and your


    biological parents were forcing you to marry someone against your will. It seemed like everyone


    was threatening you, but you didn’t tell me the specifics…”


    was startled for a moment. Nodding, I said, “I see. Thank you, Judy.”


    “No problem, Stephany… But don’t keep all of that bottled up inside. You mentioned before that you


    like to write in your diary when you don’t have friends to confide in.


    “Why don’t you write down everything that’s bothering you and let it out? These difficult times will


    eventually pass,” Judyforted me gently.


    I replied with a smile, “Okay.”


    With that, I left the hospital and headed to the Larson residence.


    Charles sat on the couch. ncing at the newspaper, he casually asked, “Why are you back today?


    How’s everything at the Lincoln family? Why didn’t you answer my calls when I tried


    to reach you before? Are you aware that the Lincoln Group has sent your sister, Annie, out to


    oversee projects?”


    Ewan actually sent Ann, the princess of the Larsons, to oversee projects under the sun? I could


    foresee her fragile skin peeling off every three days.


    Ignoring Charles, I headed to Stephany’s room, only to find that all her belongings had been


    reced by Ann’s clothes and shoes.


    Furrowing my brows, I came out of the room and asked, “Where are my things?”


    Charles replied indifferently, “Oh, since you’ve married into the Lincolns, Annie took over


    your room. Your mother had someone move all your belongings to the garage.


    I felt a lump in my throat, finding the way these people treated Stephany unbelievable. It was no


    wonder she chose to end her life.


    Nevertheless, there were still mysteries awaiting me to solve.


    Who had forced her to imitate me?


    What happened to those homeless children?


    How did she know Simon?


    And did she have any connection with the murderer?


    “My, my, if it isn’t my sister who married into a wealthy family?”


    When I was heading out of the house, I bumped into Ann, who strutted in wearing high heels. Her


    skin was clearly tanned.


    Ann questioned in an arrogant tone, “Why haven’t you and your dimwit Steven gotten stable


    positions in thepany? You useless thing! Do you know I was targeted because I


    mentioned that dimwit’s name?”


    “Poor Annie, she’s been through a lottely,” said Stephany’s mother, Nadia.


    Judging by the mountains of luxury items being carried by the nanny, it seemed that Nadia had


    taken Ann out shopping to alleviate the stress of her recent harsh work life.


    As Nadia passed by, she didn’t even spare me a nce. She treated Stephany as if she


    didn’t exist.


    How ironic. She cared so little about her biological daughter, Stephany, but pampered her adoptive


    daughter, Ann, like a princess.


    Worrying that my emotions might cause low blood sugar, I took a deep breath and retrieved a few


    pieces of gum from my purse to chew on.


    Heading to the garage, I rummaged through piles of junk until I found Stephany’s diary.


    Flipping through its pages, I began to read, “Today was cloudy. Grandma Rosie asked me to send


    some buns to Uncle. I was so scared. Uncle made me take off my clothes when no


    one was around.


    “I ran and told Grandma Rosie about it, but she said not to tell anyone or I would be worth


    less in the future.”


    “Today was rainy. Grandma Rosie mentioned taking me to Huma City Center to find my biological


    parents and demand the money they had supposedly spent on me over the


    years.


    “Grandma Rosie took me to feed the homeless children again. Although she appeared kind, like a


    saint, I knew deep down she was a devil–a monster who harmed children.


    “Then, Grandma Rosie dered those children were all sick, worthless, and unlucky. She wouldn’t


    feed them anymore, so I must save some money to buy them food.”