My sister and I swapped husbands.
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The wealthy family announced: Whichever of us–myself or Jocelyn Foster–bears the first grandson of the Hunter family will inherit the billion–dollar fortune.
In my previous life, Jocelyn married the physically strong Hector Hunter, arranged by her parents.
I married Oliver, who was wheelchair–bound with a gloomy personality. Within a year of our marriage, Oliver Hunter regained the use of his legs, and I became pregnant with the Hunter family’s first grandson.
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Jocelyn suffered abuse from Hector, lost her mind, and became the laughingstock of high society ladies.
On the day I went into labor, she stabbed my belly with a knife, then embraced me as we fell from a high–rise.
In this new life, Jocelyn snatched the golden bouquet Oliver had
sent.
“I want to marry Oliver!”
“Jocelyn! How could you take Yvonne’s bouquet?”
Jocelyn had just accepted the extravagant golden bouquet when
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her father’s scolding made her freeze.
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Father took the golden bouquet from Jocelyn’s hands and passed it to me, saying, “Yvonne, your health is better. Though Oliver has a disability, at least his reputation is good.”
Afterward, Father stroked Jocelyn’s head affectionately.
“Jocelyn, with your fragile health, marrying Hector is the best option.”
Looking at the golden bouquet and the wedding dress I wore, I pinched my palm hard, finally realizing I had been reborn.
In my previous life, following my parents‘ wishes, I let the frail Jocelyn marry the physically robust Hector. However, the outcome was Jocelyn, seemingly insane, bursting into my delivery room with a knife, screaming, “Why are you the one to bear the Hunter family’s first grandson while I’m locked in a mental hospital!”
“It’s not fair!”
Her actions left me bleeding. As she dragged me off the high–rise, Jocelyn’s voice still echoed in my ears.
“Yvonne, you’re only fit to be beneath my feet.”
Just then, Jocelyn snatched back the golden bouquet, fingering the gold–threaded petals with a smirk.
“Dad, I don’t care. I want to marry Oliver.”
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With just that sentence, I knew Jocelyn had been reborn too.
My parents, unable to persuade Jocelyn, looked at me helplessly. I understood exactly what that look meant.
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All my life, my test scores couldn’t exceed Jocelyn’s. Whatever Jocelyn wanted, I had to give up for her. Even when it came to marrying into the Hunter family and bearing the first grandson, my parents quickly arranged for Jocelyn to marry the healthy husband.
“If Jocelyn prefers it, we can switch. After all, the Hunter family only cares about who bears the first grandson.”
As usual, I calmly accepted the gardenia bouquet sent by
Hector.
Two cars waited outside–one was a Rolls–Royce sent by Oliver, with a path of carpets and flowers leading to it. The other was an ordinary sports car driven by Hector’s staff, simple in
appearance.
Before donning our veils and heading to our respective wedding cars, Jocelyn looked at my bouquet and shook her head disdainfully.
“Yvonne, don’t say I didn’t warn you. That Hector may look strong, but I’ve heard he’s inadequate in bed. Oliver has really put in effort—the gold flowers he sent even have a unique fragrance.”
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With that, Jocelyn seemed satisfied, inhaling deeply from the bouquet. Under everyone’s envious gaze, she held her head high and strode forward.
I stepped back, holding my breath.
“If that’s the case, I wish Jocelyn gets what she desires.”
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