After rebirth, I won't save my ex-husband
The aloof heir of a powerful family, Sean Jackson, was bitten by a venomous snake and was on the brink of death.
In that critical moment, I sliced my wrist and bled to save him.
Only later did I learn that whoever saved Sean Jackson's life would secure their place as the future Mrs. Jackson.
But the first thing Sean did after inheriting the family empire was drain me dry, then had me chopped up and fed to his dogs.
"Jessie clearly brought the antidote. If I'd just waited five more minutes, I could've openly married her."
"But you had to butt in, snatching her rightful place as Mrs. Jackson, driving her to desperate suicide."
"You claim your blood can cure all poisons. I'd like to see how many antidotes your blood can produce now."
My blood was completely drained, and I was thrown into a fight pit, my body torn to shreds.
My parents, after being driven to bankruptcy by the Jacksons, both took their own lives, driven to despair.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Sean Jackson was poisoned.
Mrs. Jackson looked at me with hopeful eyes.
"I hear you have a unique medicinal constitution. Would you be willing to save my son's life?"
I quickly shook my head.
"Everything they say outside is just rumors. Besides, using blood as medicine, how unsanitary is that?"
"You don't need to worry, Mrs. Jackson. I heard Ms. Jessie Billy is rushing over with a special antidote. Young Master Jackson will surely pull through!"
A faint sense of anticipation stirred within me.
Without me to cure his poison...
Sean Jackson wouldn't just lose his chance at inheriting the family business; he'd be lucky to last another month!
*****
Mrs. Jackson hadn't even had time to hide her disappointment when suddenly, a heart-wrenching shout echoed through the hall.
Everyone fell silent instantly, not daring to make a sound.
A flurry of urgent footsteps approached from outside the door. Several bodyguards worked together to carry Sean Jackson in.
His eyes were tightly shut, half his arm a horrifying black-purple. It was a ghastly sight.
The grand hall erupted into chaos. Many people shrieked, backing away.
Mr. Jackson's face was a dark storm cloud, truly terrifying.
"What good are you useless bodyguards?! I told you to protect him closely! How could you let the Young Master get bitten by a venomous snake?!"
The bodyguards hung their heads, sweat dripping down their temples, but not one dared to talk back.
Just then, Jessie Billy was pushed to the front.
"It wasn't their fault... Sean always said he didn't like too many people following him."
A doctor rushed forward, quickly examining Sean Jackson's injury.
Sean's body suddenly trembled violently, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"It's Jessie. She risked her life to bring me the antidote. If it weren't for her, I'd probably be dead already."
The doctor beside him quietly added, "Indeed. If it weren't for the unique effectiveness of Miss Billy's antidote, the consequences would have been unthinkable."
Hearing the doctor's words, Mr. Jackson's expression finally softened slightly, his gaze shifting to Jessie.
"You saved Sean's life. You are a great benefactor to the Jackson family. Tell me, what do you want? As long as it's within my power, I won't refuse."
Jessie's eyes flickered with a faint light.
She stole a glance at Sean, her lips moving, but she couldn't seem to utter a single word.
Sean's expression was grim. Suddenly, he reached out and took her hand in his.
"Dad, Jessie is too shy to speak. I'll speak for her."
His voice was firmer than ever before.
"I'm going to marry Jessie. I don't care what anyone says outside. She saved my life, and I want to spend my life repaying her."
The atmosphere in the hall abruptly froze. Everyone gasped.
Jessie was just the daughter of the Jacksons' housekeeper. Though she and Sean had grown up together, her background was simply not respectable enough. The Jackson family had never once considered her as a future daughter-in-law.
Mr. Jackson frowned, a clear look of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
Mrs. Jackson suddenly spoke, her voice chilling.
"You want to marry a housekeeper's daughter? Do you want everyone to laugh at the Jackson family?"
"You are the future heir of the Jackson empire. Are you truly unaware of the stakes involved?"
Sean turned his head to look at Jessie, who stood beside him.
He made up his mind and slowly spoke.
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"I understand the responsibilities of the Jackson heir, but I believe managing this corporation requires capability and skill, not clinging to a partner's influence!"
"The position I want, I'll fight for it myself. I won't rely on outsiders."
With that declaration, the room fell into a brief, stunned silence.
Mr. Jackson's face turned a dangerous shade of green, a vein throbbing in his temple.
I lowered my head, rubbing my fingers, a faint smile playing on my lips.
Sean Jackson, that man, was truly arrogant and heartless to the core.
What a pity, he'd forgotten that his father had only managed to turn the tide during the company's crisis back then because the Philemon family had extended a helping hand.
At that time, Mr. Jackson had made a verbal pact with my father, promising my hand to Sean.
"Good! Very good!"
Mr. Jackson was enraged to the extreme, slamming his hand down on the table.
"Since you're so capable, then I'll grant your wish. Let's see how long you can last!"
With that, he stormed off in a huff, Mrs. Jackson hurriedly getting up to follow him.
Sean extended his long arm, pulling Jessie into his embrace, and solemnly promised her, "Don't worry, the position of Mrs. Jackson will always be yours. No one can ever shake it!"
Watching the lovey-dovey pair, I was about to leave.
But Sean's low voice stopped me.
"Wait."
He brushed off Jessie's assistance, swayed for a moment, then came after me.
He leaned close to my ear, speaking in a voice only we could hear:
"Nancy Philemon, did you come back too? With your memories?"
"Good, you're smart enough to know your place this time and didn't get in Jessie's way again."
"In the last life, if you hadn't interfered and made me lose Jessie, I wouldn't have been so ruthless with you. This life, as long as you stay quiet and know your place, I can spare you and the Philemon family."
"If you want to stay close, let me make one thing clear: you'll never have any official title from me."
I subtly raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Jackson?"
"The Philemon family might not be old money, but we have our pride. We don't do 'mistress.'"
I lifted my gaze, meeting his eyes directly.
I didn't want him to know too much, nor did I want the bloody vengeance from the last life to bring disaster upon my family again.
I glanced down, catching sight of his still-darkened arm, and smirked inwardly.
He thought a few sweet words could erase the blood debt of the past life?
Sean Jackson truly underestimated me.
Once the poison in his right hand flared up, his life wouldn't even be safe.
I ignored him, scoffed, and ruthlessly shrugged off his hand.
"Did you eat something funny, Sean? Because you're clearly out of your mind, spouting such nonsense."
With that, I walked around him and quickly left.
Unexpectedly, Sean, rushing to grab me, suddenly lost his balance, stumbling and falling to the floor.
Jessie screamed in terror.
"Sean!"
I straightened my cuff, not bothering to look back.
Heaven had granted me a new life. I would never let anyone harm me or my family again.
Early the next morning, I heard the frantic shouts of the downstairs staff, saying someone had broken in.
Jessie, her eyes red, stormed in, pointing at me and demanding loudly, "Nancy Philemon! You're an heiress of a prominent family, you lack nothing, so why do you insist on fighting me for Sean?"
"Don't you know, he was supposed to be mine!"
I sat up directly, my hair still a mess.
"Are you mistaken? When have I ever fought you for anything?"
"You!"
Jessie bit her lower lip, tears almost spilling again, her voice full of resentment.
"Then what were you two talking about yesterday? After Sean fainted, he kept calling your name!"
I raised an eyebrow at her, my tone so faint it was almost a laugh.
"Didn't he tell you? He's begging me to marry him now."
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Jessie’s face instantly paled. She bit her lip, her voice suddenly shrill. "How is that possible! You must have used some cheap, underhanded tricks, you bitch!"
I was about to explain when she suddenly shrieked and lunged at me, her palm aimed for my face.
The next second, that round, white furball in the corner shot out like lightning.
It viciously bit her wrist.
Jessie screamed, stumbled back several steps, and plopped onto the floor.
I instinctively reached out, wanting to help her up.
But the front door was kicked open with a loud bang.
Sean Jackson stood in the doorway, his face cold.
"Nancy Philemon, how dare you incite this beast to harm Jessie?"
Sean's dark eyes swept over Snowball, finally settling on me, his lips forming a thin, cold line.
"I said, anyone who harms Jessie deserves to die."
"Why are you all just standing there?"
His next words, spoken with menacing intensity, shattered all my illusions.
"Throw this beast into the shredder!"
The two bodyguards at the door immediately responded, lunging forward and seizing Snowball by his small neck.
Snowball's eyes were filled with terror and rage, his four paws desperately struggling, but he couldn't break free from the men's thick arms.
My heart leaped to my throat, and I screamed, "Stop!"
But a bodyguard held me firmly in place, unable to move.
"Mr. Jackson, it was Miss Billy who came here to insult my young mistress! Snowball only bit her in defense!" one of the maids spoke up for me.
"Nonsense!" Jessie clutched her hand, her voice choked with tears. "She deliberately raised a mad dog to hurt me!"
Sean cast a cold glance at me, then bent down to help the fallen Jessie.
"Get rid of this mad dog, now."
Snowball was lifted into the air, his neck visibly twisting.
My heart turned cold. I didn't think twice, I just wanted to snatch Snowball back from their cruel hands.
"Sean Jackson! Snowball was just protecting me! Jessie was the one who provoked first, she was the one who struck out—"
But he didn't even look at me, casually tossing Snowball aside.
Snowball twitched twice on the ground, his neck went limp, and then he was still.
I knelt there, stunned, painful images flickering in my mind.
In the previous life, Sean had been just as heartless. He bribed a vet, and Snowball was treated like a lab animal, dying on a cold, sterile table.
I bit down hard on my lower lip, swallowing back my sobs.
"Sean Jackson, you can't even tolerate the dog I raised since I was a child?" I clenched my fists, my voice hoarse.
But Sean was dismissive.
"Nancy Philemon, I've already shown you mercy by sparing your life. Don't push your luck."
"My heart has always belonged to Jessie alone. If you dare to bother her again, you'll be the next one to die."
Sean put his arm around Jessie and left without looking back.
I lowered my head, my fingernails digging into my palms.
Jessie looked back and glared at me, her lips curling with disdain and triumph.
Sean probably didn't know that he hadn't just killed Snowball; he'd also killed his last hope for life.
Forget inheriting the family business; he'd be lucky if the Grim Reaper granted him another month.
Snowball's body was already stiff. I trembled as I cradled him, digging a grave in the yard.
From childhood, only Snowball had always stayed by my side. Even in the previous life, tortured to death, he never let go of my hand.
Tears streamed down my face, splashing onto the soil.
At that moment, the pain was so intense even breathing hurt.
"Need a hand?"
I looked up, meeting Franklin Marlowe's dark, kind eyes.
At yesterday's banquet, besides Sean being bitten by a venomous snake, Franklin had also been poisoned.
In my last life, my heart was entirely focused on Sean. I cut my wrist and bled to save him, which led to Franklin not receiving timely treatment and dying from the poison.
But yesterday, I had someone deliver the special antidote made from my blood to Franklin in adMarlowe. He took it immediately after being bitten, which is why he survived.
I wiped the tears from my face.
I spoke with utter seriousness.
"Franklin Marlowe, interested in a deal?"
"I'll help you ruin Jackson Inc., and you marry me."
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