After My Cousin Abducted His GirlfriendChapter 1
My uncle Dylan had a mental illness, yet he somehow managed to deceive a beautiful college girl from out of town and was preparing to marry her.
Feeling a pang of sympathy, I couldn’t bear to see her fall into this trap, so I secretly told her the truth.
The girl took advantage of the situation. She swindled Dylan out of all his money and fled.
Before leaving, she made sure to expose me by saying, “It was your niece who told me you were crazy. If you’re mad, blame her!”
Dylan snapped. In his rage, he came to my house and brutally attacked me, stabbing me to death.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Dylan introduced his new girlfriend.
This time, I raised my glass in celebration.
The lunatic and that manipulative girl deserved to be locked together in their own misery.
1
Dylan brought home a stunning college student, announcing plans to marry her.
As we were relatives from the same village, my parents brought me along to meet her.
I stood there, staring blankly at the beautiful woman in front of me, feeling my face grow pale.
“Say something! She’ll become a family member soon,” my mother nudged me with a frown, “Have you been staring at your phone so much that you’ve forgotten basic manners?”
I couldn’t process what was happening. In my previous life, Dylan had brought home the same college girl, Teresa, with everyone saying the wedding was imminent.
I had been puzzled – Dylan, with his severe hereditary mental illness, had somehow found a woman willing to marry him?
My mom had explained back then, “He met her out of town. She’s not from here, so how could she know about his illness? Dylan never told her.”
“Are you serious? He didn’t tell her about something as serious as that? Isn’t that basically tricking her into marriage?” I had been horrified.
Mom had silenced me. “Don’t talk nonsense! It’s not trickery. She’s willing to marry him, isn’t she? And Dylan has spent a lot of money on her already to convince her to come home and marry him.”
“But what if she finds out later? Won’t she just leave?” I had asked, feeling uneasy.
Mom had shaken her head. “Once they’re married, have a kid, and are legally tied down, it’ll be hard for her to leave. Most women don’t just up and run.
“Even if she does leave, at least she’d leave behind a child. That solves Dylan’s future care needs, doesn’t it?