Eileen sensed her b*dy floating through the air. Splash! The next thing she knew, ice-cold water splashed against her face. Eileen mustered all her strength and forced her eyes open. Shivers ran down her b*dy as she gazed up to find Eric staring at her. He turned off the shower when he saw that Eileen was awake. With a disdainful look, as if he were viewing a despicable prostitute, he exclaimed, “I can’t believe you’d drug me, Eileen! How shameless can you be?” Eileen glanced about and realized that she was in the bathroom inside Eric’s bedroom. Huh? Didn’t I just die? Why am I here? Did I get reborn or something? The place was in disarray, with toothbrushes and shampoo bottles scattered on the floor. Eric, in a dark-colored suit, had wet hair and a wet chest. Judging by the look of anger in his eyes, it became obvious that things were pretty heated a moment ago. After taking a moment to recall what was going on, Eileen remembered that this incident took place on Eric’s birthday eight years ago. Nursing a long-standing crush on him, she changed into a S**y, black lace nightgown and decided to present herself to him as a gift. To ensure the success of her plan, she had spiked Eric’s wine with an aphrodisiac. However, Eric somehow saw through her scheme and forced that wine down Eileen’s throat instead. After that, he dragged her into the bedroom. It didn’t take long for the aphrodisiac’s effects to kick in. As Eileen’s b*dy got hotter, she tore her nightgown off and threw herself at Eric. Eventually, Eric dragged her into the bathroom and hosed her down with the shower. That was what led to the current situation they were in. Eileen realized she had been reborn to the time when she was eighteen. Kneeling in front of Eileen, Eric fixed her with a cold gaze. Devoid of any affection, he uttered, “This is the final time I’m making it clear, Eileen! I’ll never have feelings for you, so stop wasting your time on me! I’m your brother, and that won’t change. You’re on your own.” With that statement, Eric turned away and left. Struggling to rise from the bathroom floor, Eileen swayed unsteadily. When she glanced at the mirror, she observed her slender arms and youthful face. Her cheeks were still flushed from the effects of the aphrodisiac, and her nightgown lay in tatters, rendering her appearance nothing short of absurd. Eric is right. He is indeed my brother… She was fifteen when she first met Eric. Her father, Will Swan, had brought Eric home and said to her, “He’ll be your brother from now on.” Despite his young age, Eric exuded a surprisingly mature aura. However, he had a cold personality and always kept his distance from her. Despite his efforts to avoid her, Eileen found herself falling in love with him from the moment they first met. Eric, on the other hand, persistently avoided her advances and constantly reminded her that they were siblings. Even so, Eileen was so madly in love with him that she refused to give up no matter what. The more Eric tried to distance himself, the more determined she became to get closer to him. Eileen’s possessiveness reached a point where seeing Eric with other women drove her to the brink of madness. On one occasion, she went all out, dressing up and baking him a cake. However, upon arriving at his office, she witnessed an attractive woman smiling warmly at him. Consumed by jealousy, Eileen impulsively smashed the cake onto the woman’s head, creating a chaotic scene. The woman, covered in cream, produced a contract from her bag. To Eileen’s embarra*sment, it turned out the woman was a representative from a company there for a business discussion with Eric. Furious at Eileen for disrupting the business deal, Eric stormed off and went missing for a few days. In order to look for him, Eileen skipped cla*ses and waited outside his office daily. Whether out of exhaustion from her relentless pursuit or for other reasons, Eric eventually agreed to date her. Not long after, she was able to force Eric into marrying her as well. However, Eileen’s one-sided love ultimately resulted in her losing everything. Returning to her bedroom, she took a shower, changed into a clean nightgown, and patiently waited for the effects of the aphrodisiac to wear off before lying down on her bed. The room, adorned with a pink color theme and girly décor, emanated a feminine atmosphere. This is my bedroom before I got married… Eileen’s heart sank as she lay on her bed, the familiar surroundings enveloping her. She had been reborn and sent back to a moment in time before the tragedy took place. While it wasn’t all the way before things went downhill, it wasn’t too late for her to do something about it either. A mix of indescribable joy and profound pain coursed through her as she crossed her trembling arms. At that moment, Eileen vowed to not make the same mistakes again. This time, I shall live for myself instead!