The day I was reborn was the day my brother and I chose our brides. And on that day, I discovered I could hear people's thoughts.

I heard my brother think, This time, I'm grabbing the good wife first.

Then, he rushed over and wrapped his arms around the gentle woman who had been my wife in my previous life.

He left me with the woman who had emotionally abused him and tortured him every single day in his past life.

I had to smile. Did he really think the wife I had before was any better?

…

I was reborn on the day my brother and I were to choose our wives.

Across the dinner table sat two women, both around the same age.

One was Seraphina Warren, the eldest daughter of the Warren family, known for her cold demeanor.

The other was Isabelle Warren, the family's younger, illegitimate daughter, known for her sweet and gentle nature.

This time, I have to get the good wife before he does.

A man's voice echoed in my head.

It was my brother, Dylan. I glanced at him, but his lips hadn't moved.

His eyes were locked on Isabelle.

In a minute, I'm going to make you mine.

His voice sounded in my head again.

That's when I realized it. Not only was I reborn, but I could also hear people's thoughts.

And from what my brother was thinking, he had been reborn too.

Otherwise, he would never be thinking things like that.

Sure enough, the next second, he walked over and sat down next to Isabelle, gazing at her with deep affection.

"Hi, my name is Dylan Scott. I think I'm falling for you."

My father, sitting beside me, spoke up. "Well, Sean, since your brother has chosen Isabelle, I suppose that means you'll be marrying Seraphina."

At those words, a triumphant glint flashed in Dylan's eyes. He thought to himself, This time, you can suffer in my place.

In our last life, Dylan married Seraphina.

Seraphina was a brilliant businesswoman, constantly buried in her work, and rumor had it she was… frigid.

Dylan tried to get close to her time and time again, but he was always kicked out of their room. Sometimes, Seraphina even got physical with him.

In the end, because Seraphina never got pregnant, the Warren family matriarch declared Dylan infertile and threw him out of the family.

As for me, I married Isabelle. While she had no real status in the Warren family, she provided me with a comfortable life.

She spent every day with me, dragging me along on shopping trips, dinner dates, and outings.

Everyone in the Warren household knew we had a wonderful relationship.

Then, one day, Seraphina was suddenly poisoned and died, and Isabelle inherited the entire family company.

My status in the Warren family skyrocketed overnight.

Dylan, consumed by jealousy, waited for me to leave the house one day and rammed his car into mine, killing us both.

"Okay, Dad. I actually quite like Seraphina anyway."

I smiled and agreed, walking over to sit beside her.

I had to admit, the woman had a powerful presence. Just sitting next to her, I felt a wall of ice surround me, making it hard to even speak.

No wonder Dylan had been so miserable with her in our last life.

I tried to listen to her thoughts, but her mind was completely silent.

However, as Isabelle smiled sweetly at my brother, I heard her think one thing.

What a handsome little thing.

A shiver ran down my spine.

I instinctively reached out and grabbed Seraphina's wrist.

It was slender, and despite her cold personality, her skin was surprisingly warm.

My touch made her glance over at me.

I quickly let go, and she said nothing.

This woman might be terrifying.

But I figured being with her was better than being with the viper, Isabelle.

This time, I was going to change my tragic fate.

I was going to make my own money, be independent, and rely on no one.