When Seth and Catherine returned, they could be seen holding hands.

Seth carefully helped Catherine onto the wagon. Once they were properly seated, I finally saw their faces clearly.

Catherine's lips were reddened and glossy. Meanwhile, Seth had an obvious red mark decorating his neck.

Everyone turned around to look at me coolly. They were all waiting for me to lose my temper.

After all, I'd kick up a fuss whenever I saw Seth being close to other women. I'd also pester him, warning him not to speak with other people as well.

There was blatant vigilance in Seth's eyes. He was also worried that I might get mad at Catherine.

But a few minutes had already passed. I didn't react to the incident at all.

Seth was stunned at first. Then, he sneered at me. "Oh? You've finally learned to be demure now that we're about to get married. To think that you're not throwing a tantrum over this."

I merely ignored him. Once we reached the town, I walked away immediately.

When I was done buying what I needed in the town, I was waiting for the next wagon when Seth grabbed me.

"It's about to get dark soon. Let's go home together."

It wasn't safe for me to be alone at night, so I didn't turn Seth's offer down.

Once the wagon arrived, I wanted to go around Seth so that I could sit next to the man in charge of steering the horses. But Seth quickly stopped me.

"You go sit next to Mr. Miller."

After that, he helped Catherine onto the wagon.

"Sorry about that, Callista. Seth cares a lot about me. It'll get very crowded on the wagon if too many people sit together."

The three of us were the only ones who had yet to return to the village. Instead of saying anything, I sat on the bumpy front-row seat that I was already planning to take from the start.

On the way back to the village, Seth and Catherine chatted with each other merrily.

As the sky gradually darkened, Catherine began acting coquettishly around Seth. Claiming to be cold, she asked him to warm her hands. Their fingers intertwined, and soon they inched nearer as well.

The atmosphere grew amorous between them. Even their breathing started becoming heavier.

But Seth whipped around to look at me all of a sudden, finally realizing that I was there too.

For some reason, my failure to glance back made his face fall. He then started sweet-talking Catherine loudly.

Once we reached the village entrance, Seth did something that he had never done before. He actually grabbed my hand before stuffing a wildflower into my palm.

"That's enough. Stop acting like you don't care," he said in a placating tone. "Think of this flower as my way of making it up to you. As long as you stay docile and demure like how you acted earlier, I'll go through the wedding ceremony with you. At the very least, the villagers will think that you're my wife."

I could tell that there was an underlying meaning in Seth's words.

"Who's going to be your actual wife once we're out of the village, then? Is it Catherine?"

Rage colored Seth's expression once he realized that his innermost thoughts were exposed. But a flash of smugness was present as well.

"I knew that you were acting all along! Don't go around telling your parents about what happened. You will never understand my relationship with Catherine. She's a meticulous woman, unlike you, who's often brash and rowdy. If you upset her in any way, don't blame me when I decide to skip the wedding altogether!"

How ridiculous! Seth was the two-timing bastard here, yet he wanted me to endure all of the pain and agony on my own!

I looked down at the wildflower in my hand. I had been pursuing Seth for so long, yet he never remembered the fact that I was allergic to pollen.

"By the way, lend me 150 dollars. I want to buy some books. Once my family mails me money, I'll pay you back."

I had lost count of how many times Seth told me the same thing. The thing was, he never returned any cash to me.

I just huffed coldly before walking home right away. Seth could be heard hollering my name angrily from behind.

As soon as I walked through the front door, I saw Catherine toying with her new watch. I recognized it as an item only sold in a department store in the town.

"Oh, Callista! Look at how expensive this watch is! It's worth 150 dollars!"

Catherine's smug expression and the fact that the watch cost 150 dollars cut me deeply in my heart.

Upon noticing how distraught I looked, she leaned into my ear before murmuring, "Has Seth ever told you that I'm the one he truly loves? My dear Callista, you've led a good life for far too long. This time, it's my turn to become the major general's wife."

It turned out that… Catherine had gotten reborn as well.

No wonder Catherine was in such a hurry to contact Seth despite her original disdain toward well-educated intellectuals in the previous life.

I soon recalled my previous life. As a military spouse, I was able to join the military encampment as well.

My father's old comrade took me in as his goddaughter the moment he saw me. He also took good care of Seth in every way possible. Just like that, Seth was able to rise through the ranks and become the youngest major general in history.

Seth's parents thought I brought good luck to Seth. They didn't look down on me because of my background as a country bumpkin. Instead, they were very nice to me.

Although Seth was very cold to me, I still thought of myself as a lucky woman. Only before my death did I realize I was very, very wrong.

When Catherine noticed how dazed I was, she walked away smugly.

A short while later, my mother opened the door. She told me the wedding preparations were done and that I would be marrying Nathan Prescott the day after tomorrow.

I was a little surprised, to say the least. To think that Nathan actually agreed to marry me.

Everyone knew him as a poor guy who was rather aloof. No one wanted to speak with him at all.

In my previous life, I happened to overhear someone claiming that Nathan had offended a powerful figure some time after my marriage. He was taken away, only to never return to the village ever again.

But my sixth sense told me the truth was completely different from the gossipmongers' version.

In my previous life, I accidentally stumbled upon a scene where a few hooligans were bullying and humiliating Nathan. But they ended up being taught a lesson instead.

At that time, I had a feeling that Nathan wasn't that much of a pushover.

It was not until I followed Seth into the military encampment as his spouse that I observed something new. When Nathan had demonstrated his brutal and expert moves, he resembled more of a soldier.

In any case, Nathan had agreed to marry me. I no longer had to marry Seth in this lifetime.

Early in the next morning, I headed over to the tailor's shop to pick up the clothes I had ordered. For my upcoming wedding, I had specifically requested a famous tailor in town to sew me a wedding dress.

I hung the wedding dress in my room. Satisfied, I proceeded to make preparations for my wedding.

But when I returned home that afternoon, I heard Catherine's sweet voice drifting from the woods behind my house.

"Oh, Seth! Be gentler, now! If you were to tear this dress, Callista wouldn't have anything else to wear to the wedding!"

Seth's voice, which had always been serious and reverent, was laced with a hint of lust.

"So what if I end up tearing the dress? You look so much more enticing in it compared to her!"

I rushed toward the woods, still in a state of disbelief. The white wedding gown clung to Catherine's frame. There were still pieces of torn fabric lying on the ground.

At the moment, Seth was in the middle of tucking a flower behind Catherine's ear.

I lunged at Catherine like a madwoman. "This is my wedding dress! How dare you wear it without my permission! And worse, you even ruined it!"

Catherine collapsed to the ground after getting shoved like the fragile maiden she was. She began crying out of fear.

Seth pushed me away before wrapping an arm around the feeble-looking Catherine. He roared furiously at me, "That's enough, Callista Parker! This wedding dress is meant for my viewing pleasure anyway!

"What's wrong with Catherine trying on the dress? This wedding dress' design is extremely common! Must you get so hung up on it? If you keep making this a big deal, you can forget about marrying me!"

I retorted angrily, "What makes you think this dress is meant for your viewing pleasure? I'm wearing this dress when I'm marrying Nathan later!"

Seth frowned upon hearing Nathan's name. But he soon mocked me loudly.

"Wow, Callista! You even learned how to lie! Everyone here knows that you're bent on marrying me! Nathan? Pssh! That poor loser isn't even worth being compared to me!

"I've already agreed to show up at the wedding with you, Callista! You're just making things worse for yourself if you keep throwing that tantrum of yours!"

Catherine went along with Seth. "That's right, Callista! Seth just wants to see the dress you'll be wearing tomorrow. Why must you piss him off by involving other men in this conversation?"

She moved to grab me by the arm before continuing to give me advice. "Callista, don't get mad at Seth because of me."

But she soon lowered her tone and murmured into my ear provocatively, "Callista, a hopeless woman with a ruined reputation like you makes a great match with Nathan the loser. I'll have you know that I'm destined to be Seth's wife in this lifetime."

A gust of wind blew past us at that moment. The pollen coated on Catherine's ear was scattered all over the tip of my nose.

Damn it! Catherine knew that I was allergic to pollen!

My breathing began intensifying rapidly. But Catherine chose to shriek while collapsing backward.

Seth quickly pulled Catherine into his arms, his heart already throbbing in pain for her. He hollered at me angrily, "How could you be this vile, Callista? To think that you'd hurt Catherine over something so petty! If she's injured in any way, I will never let you off the hook!"

As soon as his words fell, he outright ignored my condition. At the moment, my cheeks were extremely flushed due to my asphyxiation. Instead, he scooped Catherine into his arms and left the woods hurriedly.

Meanwhile, Catherine flashed me a provocative smile over Seth's shoulder.

I stumbled toward the river on all fours. The first thing I did was scoop up water from the river and begin splashing it onto my face. The ice-cold water managed to wash away the remnants of the pollen that clung to my nasal cavity.

The incident earlier made me lose all hope in Seth. Thank goodness he wasn't the one I'd be marrying in this lifetime.

After panting heavily for a long time, I finally got up to my feet.

My wedding dress was already torn. Coupled with the fact that Catherine had already worn it, I no longer wanted it.

Tomorrow would be my wedding. I needed to go home and look for any other garment that suited the occasion. I didn't want to give Nathan the impression that I didn't care about the wedding at all.

As soon as I reached the front door of my house, I could hear Catherine's breathy moans. Through the window, I could see her looking very dazed and euphoric. Seth assumed the top position and continued to thrust away without a care in the world.

Although I already knew that Seth and Catherine were already together, the sight of them being physically intimate still made my heart go tense.

Seth happened to turn his head at that moment. He was stunned when he accidentally caught a glimpse of me standing outside the window. For a moment, panic streaked across his eyes.

But in the next moment, he gripped Catherine's chin and began making out with her in an attempt to rile me up. His actions became rougher, making Catherine pant even more.

I averted my gaze before walking away. I had absolute zero interest in watching it. So, I might as well head back to the town and pick up the wedding gift I had prepared for Nathan in advance.

By the time I returned to the village, I bumped into Seth, who had just emerged from my house. When he approached me, I could still smell the stink of intimacy wafting from him.

Upon laying his gaze on the watch box that I was holding, the guilt on Seth's expression instantly morphed into relief.

"You bought a watch for me? Let me take a look at it."

I avoided Seth's extended hand before hiding the box behind my back. "I've prepared this gift for my future husband, not for you."

But Seth chortled loudly. He retorted with utmost confidence, "Who else can you marry but me? Are you talking about Nathan? That poor loser?

"That's enough. You're bringing him up on purpose just to attract my attention! I know I'm the only man you want to marry. In fact, I've already made it clear to Catherine that I'll marry you at the wedding hosted in the village, but I'll still legally marry her in the city.

"Once your father gives me the recommendation letter, I'll take Catherine with me to the military encampment as my spouse. Speaking of which, she's the one having it tough here. After all, she has to take care of me.

"Don't feel so wronged, now. You're too used to your brash and carefree lifestyle in the village—neither your looks nor your behavior can ever compare to Catherine's. If you were to tag along with me to the encampment, you'd just get looked down on by others. I'm doing this for your own good too, you know."

Although I already knew that Seth was an extremely shameless man, I still found myself disgusted by the lack of his propriety.

I was about to turn on my heel and leave when Seth grabbed me. "I know you're mad at me today, so I'll go along with your ministrations tomorrow. And since I've shown you ample respect by agreeing to host the wedding ceremony in the village, don't forget about the recommendation letter, yeah?

"Also, you made Catherine fall this afternoon. Remember to apologize to her later. Otherwise, I'll flake out on you at the wedding."

After that, Seth walked away from me.

I exhaled sharply as I watched his silhouette disappear before my eyes. It was fine. He'd come to find out who I'd be marrying tomorrow.

However, I was still surprised by what I witnessed the next morning. A brand new car drove into my courtyard. Nathan got out of the car in a tuxedo with a red corsage pinned on his chest, his frame tall and well-built.

As for the arrogant-looking Seth, he had just led a large group of his friends to my front door. At that moment, his complexion became deathly pale.