The Comments Are All Telling Me Not to Look Back

The day I was reborn as the legal wife in a tragic romance, someone pushed a Property Waiver Declaration in front of me.

The man across from me didn't look up. "Sign it. I have a meeting afterward."

Before I could react, a line of translucent text burst into view: "Don't sign!!! There's a blank authorization form hidden inside the third page!!!"

I turned to the third page and pulled out a sheet of paper. It would take effect as soon as it was signed, no notarization required.

I turned it around and faced it toward him. "Mr. Shen, you didn't mention this when you asked me to sign the declaration."

For the first time, he saw something different in my eyes.

The comments told me that in the original novel, I signed the papers, walked away with nothing, and even lost every last share my father had left me.

I didn't sign. When Shen Yan changed the terms of our settlement to force me to give in, I dug up the old records. When the Zhou family tried to use me as a pawn, I flipped their table.

They thought withholding the final payment for my studio would be enough to make me bow my head and admit defeat.

Then, at the end of the first month, the fee for the short-drama script I'd written as a freelance job landed in my account.

I opened my ledger. The first page read, "Dowry account balance: 3,000 yuan." On the last page, I wrote: "First-episode script fee for The Substitute Bride: received."

Mr. Shen, your version of "what's best for me" is too expensive. I can afford the life I want with money I've earned myself.