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Reborn As Mr. Coldwell's Wife

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE A SECOND TIME!!!" ___ Ellen Summers' life turns upside down after a freak accident lands her in a strange world. She wakes up as Ellen Winters, the antagonist in an online novel she once read. No longer an orphan and poor, she now has a loving father and finds herself surrounded by wealth. But in the novel, Ellen Winters meets a tragic fate, dying at the end after being abandoned by her husband, Mason Coldwell, who still harbors feelings for his ex-girlfriend, Aubrey. Determined to escape this cruel destiny, Ellen decides to rewrite her story. She fights to keep Mason and Aubrey apart, knowing the heartbreaking consequences that await if they reunite. However, as she tries to change her fate, Ellen unexpectedly begins to fall for Mason. Just as she starts to believe in a future together, an unforeseen terror disrupts her plans. Ellen wonders if her attempts to alter the storyline have unleashed something darker. Can Ellen truly change the course of fate and find happiness with Mason, or will the shadows of the original story prove too powerful to overcome? And will they survive the terrors that threaten to engulf them?

seohyangchen · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
220 Chs

Invitation

Mason was engrossed in his work, eyes glued to his laptop screen, fingers flying over the keyboard. His office was spotless, everything on his desk perfectly in place, with the sunlight blasting in through the big window behind him.The cityscape was a distant blur, his focus entirely on the task at hand.

Suddenly, the office door burst open with a loud bang, and Mason looked up, annoyed. Gerald stood in the doorway, a wide grin plastered across his face. "Hey there, buddy!" he greeted with enthusiasm.

Mason sighed, his irritation clear. "Do you not know how to knock, Gerald?" he asked, sounding really frustrated. If there was one thing Mason hated, it was being interrupted when he was working.

Gerald just shrugged, stepping further into the office. "I'm not just anyone, Mason. I don't need to do that."

"Basic manners wouldn't hurt," Mason muttered, shaking his head as he returned his gaze to his laptop. "I'm in the middle of something important."