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Ethan Voss, heir to the Voss Group, was injured in a crash while saving his secretary and woke up brain-damaged. On the day he was discharged, I took his arm and lied, “I’m your fiancée.” For five years—from fake courtship to marriage—he relied on me more than anyone. Until our son’s first birthday. His memories returned. He pushed me and our child off the balcony. He said I forced the engagement and caused the death of the woman he truly loved—his secretary, Tiffany. When I begged, he crushed my family’s company and hired hitmen to kill my parents. Before I died, I watched him hold Tiffany’s memorial tablet and stage a ghost wedding for her. Then I opened my eyes again. I was back to the day Ethan Voss lost his memory. He looked at me, confused and helpless. This time, I only smiled— and chose a life that had nothing to do with him. Ethan Voss, heir to the Voss Group, suffered a head-on collision while saving his secretary, leaving him brain-damaged and simple-minded. The day he was discharged, I looped my arm through his and lied, "I'm your fiancée." For five years—from our fake courtship to our marriage—he clung to me closer than his own family. But at our son's first birthday party, he snapped back to his senses. He shoved my son and me off the balcony. Only as our son's breathing faded did he snarl, "Elena, you asked for this!" He blamed me for faking our engagement to marry him, claiming his secretary, Tiffany, would never have gotten drunk at a bar and been murdered if I hadn't. I knelt and begged, but he crushed my family's business without mercy. Worse, he hired hitmen—my parents died brutally, their bodies mangled. Before I died, I watched him hold Tiffany's memorial tablet and stage a ghost wedding for her. Reborn, I saw him again—lost, confused, just like before. This time, I only smiled and nodded. To rein him in, Grandpa Voss had ordered me to marry him. Now, he marched over, grabbed my arm, and hissed, "Elena, you promised to marry Ethan
