In her previous life, Sophia Williams ended up in a tragic death.

Her heart was poached and transplanted to another woman when she was still alive, and then her body was dumped into a mass grave.

Her soul had nowhere to go but was trapped in her decaying body under dark and damp underground for days.

One day, a pair of cold hands dug Sophia's putrescent corpse out, so her soul got freedom once again.

Floating into the air, Sophia's soul saw the man shaking with her body in his arms.

In a black suit, Najeh Leonard, the man, knelt on the ground, and Sophia seemed to be a treasure under his tenderness and caution.

Thanks to the chilly winter, Sophia's body was not completely rotten, but liver Morris were everywhere, forming a terrible scene!

The putrefactive odor filled the air.

Najeh seemed blind and had no smell at all. With Sophia in his arms, he struggled to stand up.

"Sophia..." He lower his head, and his throat was trembling violently. A drop of tear rolled down his face and landed on the pale lips of the corpse.

"Najeh..." Sophia, the soul, whispered in sadness.

However, Najeh could hear nothing.

Burying his head in the corpse's neck, he whined hoarsely like a desperate best.

Sophia was stunned.

It never occurred to her that this man she hated most loved her deeply.

She had been so stupid to mistake that Najeh hated her.

Now, it was too late for her to know this.

Sophia looked at Najeh complexly. She got close and intended to hug him, but her arms passed through his body. Now, this reminded her that she was already dead but a soul now.

She could do nothing, even if only a hug.Sophia..." Neh carried the body of Sophia back to the car and put a string of beads, shining strangely, on her hand, "Let's go home."

As an antique enthusiast, Sophia recognized at one glance that those beads could protect her body from decaying.

When she was still in a trance, Najeh asked the driver to start off.

Then, Sophia followed up immediately.

In the next three months, Sophia's soul followed Najeh everywhere he was.

So, she saw how Najeh lived with her corpse. Every day Najeh washed it up, dressed it up, and kept it accompany to wander in the villa in which they had once lived together. Sometimes, he talked to it the way like a lover.

There was no response for what he did, but he seemed to enjoy it.

Sophia felt sure that Najeh was already insane.

He was crazy the moment he saw her body in that grave.

This frantic love was truly beyond imagination.

This madness went on until one day. That day, Najeh carried Sophia's body to his bedroom.

He put on a white tuxedo and then helped Sophia get changed into a white wedding dress.

It was the first time for Sophia to see Najeh in a white suit.

He had sua beautiful face that even women would envy him. His sharp eyes showed aggressiveness,

It was a perfect face for a womanizer, but he chose to be devoted to Sophia,

"Sophia, don't be afraid, as we'll meet soon," Lowering his head, Najeh left a kiss on those pale lips of the corpse.

These words took Sophia by surprise, and she didn't dare to linger about when Najeh pushed her body with a wheelchair to a room.

There were several people in the parlor, and they were tied up.

The sight of Sophia's corpse on the wheelchair frightened them into a dumbfounded state.

Those were the murders who killed Sophia. But Sophia's rage for those enemies was replaced by an alarm when Najeh produced a mini bomb trigger from his pocket.

"No!"

Sophia's heart-wrenching scream didn't stop Najeh from pressing down the trigger.

Bang-

In a flash, the whole house was in ruins.

Sophia's soul returned to the endless darkness...

Cold! It is so cold here!'

Sophia felt trapped in a rifter, and the air she inhaled was chilly too.

All of a sudden, she opened her eyes in her des erate struggle in the ice-cold darkness.

A gentle light, which shone on the large dressing mirror, caught her attention. Sophia was dazed at first and then looked up at the girl in the mirror.

That girl had a delicate face, charming eyes, black hair, and a slim figure.

Plop! Plop!

Sophia heard her heart pounding vigorously!

She looked down at her pure white evening dress.

Her slender neck became prominent in the off-shoulder design, and the delicate collarbone was inviting in the spotlight. Her slim waist became as a light of her good shape.

The hemline of the dress was studded with thousands of diamonds, which glowed dazzlingly.

This was an Haute Couture, which Najeh presented to her before her 18 years old birthday. Moreover, she wore it only once.

The astonishment soon became an excitement, as Sophia felt her blood boiling!

She was reborn! She was back to the day when she celebrated her 18th birthday!

She forced herself to calm down and recalled what had happened that day.

In her last life, she had announced her relationship with Cyrus Leonard today, which angered Najeh and resulted in the deadlock of their Now, she had every chance to rewrite her story as the birthday party didn't start yet!

Sophia blushed for the ecstasy. The door was pushed open, and Najeh appeared.

Looking at the sulky face of that man through the mirror, Sophia was stunned for a moment.

In her last life, she had trusted those slanders about Najeh and broken with him. In this life, this wouldn't happen again! "Sophia!"

There was a trace of bloodthirsty viciousness on Najeh's face. He closed the door behind him and loosened his tie. His sinister gaze landed on the innocent and beautiful woman in front of him.

Then he came up and held Sophia's waist by one grab. His eyes narrowed, and his voice was ice- cold "Great! The little girl already grows up and dare..o rebel against me!"

Looking up at that handsome face, Sophia turned red in the eyes.

In her last life, she took him as a

viper and hated him to the bone.

However, her soul had witnessed how he went insane for her after her death.

Sophia's red eyes exasperated Najeh, who looked grim and became manic.

'She is shedding tears for Cyrus!"

The thought almost drove him crazy. Lowering his head, Najeh bit Sophia's lips with a piercing coldness.

Groaning, Sophia closed her eyes to enjoy this kiss.

Her delicate lips were sucked hard. Then, he left her after a punitive bite.

"Humph..."

Sophia gave out a satisfactory groan.

The blood smell still lingered between his lips, and Najeh raised up his head to look at Sophia, who had pinky cheeks and watery eyes now.

The man licked the bright red on the corner of his mouth and looked evil, "Unless I die, you will never be with him!"

Sophia turned pale at the word "die".

She would do everything to prevent the tragedy that Najeh avenged her on her enemies with his life from happening again.

Najeh didn't miss the subtle change

in Sophia's expression and turned cold. He said severely, "Sophia, forever, I won't let you leave me!" This vowel would cause a quarrel between them definitely if it were her last life. Now, all Sophia wanted

to do was to be good to Najeh. She stretched her hand and caressed his cold face, "oh Najeh, let me hug you."

Najeh's entire body stiffened, and a rare trace of astonishment flashed across his cold face.

"What is your trick?"

The estrangement between Sophia and him grew after the appearance of Cyrus, and she already regarded him as an enemy. How could she ask for his hug?

Looking Najeh directly in the eyes, Sophia threw herself into his arms and wrapped his waist tightly. Najeh was taken aback.

Sophia had no regrets now! 'Terrific!'

The warmth from the woman in his arms stunned Najeh.

He pushed Sophia away forcefully and lifted her cute chin up with his slender finger, "Nice try. You think this way I will let you go and you could stay with your darling Cyrus?"

"Dream on!"

His brutal look frightened Sophia, and her heart skipped a beat in one instant.

Najeh had serious manic depression. Her ignorant rupture with him had sped up this sickness.

Obviously, he became manic again!

Sophia would like to calm him down first.

She braced herself up by taking a deep breath. Then, she looked at Najeh pathetically, "Najeh, I invited Cyrus over to clarify our relationship only."

She lowered her head with slight disappointment, "I know now I don't like him at all."

Suddenly, she froze at the sight of Najeh's injured hand.

"Najeh! What happened to your hand?"

Najeh lowered his head to hide the suspicion in his eyes and remained silent.

He had got the news that Sophia would like to announce her relationship with Cyrus at her birthday party, and that was why Cyrus had been invited. Out of rage, Najeh had punched on the wall.

Immediately, he came to question Sophia, but got the answer that she didn't like Cyrus at all.

He didn't believe in Sophia completely but softened for her heartfelt sympathy.

Leading Najeh into her bedroom by the hand, Sophia began to disinfect his injuries carefully.

"Najeh, does it hurt?" The soft and sweet voice pleased Najeh.

The hostility around Najeh dissipated considerably, and he shook his head slowly with pursed lips.

Suddenly, he pinched her chin, looked at her innocent and beautiful face, and squinted his leopard-like sharp eyes, "You just said that you didn't like Cyrus?"

"Yes!" Sophia nodded seriously

"Why?" Najeh stared at her intently as if he wanted to find the flaws in her expression .

It was not his fault. Yesterday, Sophia had made a fuss with him for Cyrus and declared to break from him forever. Her overnight changing attitude was weird!

Sophia took a deep breath and looked Najeh directly in his eyeballs. She said word by word, "Because I realize that you mean more than him to me. We grow up together. It is insane for me to break with you for a stranger."

Najeh froze for this unexpected answer.

He narrowed his dark eyes and stared at Sophia deeply.

Instead of backing off, Sophia looked at Najeh with firmness and candor.

Najeh retracted his gaze slowly, and there was something undistinguished in his eyes.

"The party will start in half an hour . I'll wait for you downstairs."

Najeh left, and Sophia let out a sigh of relief.

'Well, a nice move!'

'Luckily, Najeh chose to believe in me, so his manic depression didn't break out.'

So, this was supposed to be the end of this farce.

Now, she needed to focus on how to fix the cracks in their relationship.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Sophia smiled at her reflection confidently.

Then, the door was pushed open from outside, and a vigorous girl barged in.

Unlike Sophia, this girl looked like a tomboy.

The short hair, the suit, the featured face, and the height of 175cm made him look like handsome boy.