I don't know how I made it back to the villa.

Blake had been waiting at the entrance the whole time.


Seeing me, he immediately rushed over and held me tightly in his arms.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you answer your phone? Do you know how worried I was?"

His voice trembled with lingering fear.


I buried my face in his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, greedily absorbing his warmth.

"Blake, I'm sorry."


"I wrongly blamed you."

His body stiffened, then he embraced me even tighter.

"Silly girl."

"The one who should apologize is me."

"I shouldn't have kept it from you."

We held each other tightly, as if wanting to meld the other into our own flesh and blood.

After a long while, he finally released me, cradled my face, and kissed away the tear stains on my cheeks.

"Vanessa, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

"We'll never be apart again, okay?"

Looking into his affectionate eyes, I nodded firmly.

"Okay."

With the misunderstanding cleared up, our relationship became stronger than before.

Blake's grandfather, the patriarch of the Shaw Family in the Capital, officially recognized Blake as his grandson.

Blake also changed back to his original name, Blake Shaw.

After his true identity was revealed, he became the most sought-after bachelor in the Capital.

Countless socialites and ladies wanted to marry him.

But at a grand banquet, in front of everyone, he proposed to me.

He knelt on one knee, holding up a brilliant diamond ring, his eyes sincere and passionate.

"Miss Vanessa James, would you marry me and allow me to take care of you for the rest of our lives?"

I looked at him, smiling through my tears.

Under everyone's gaze, I said loudly:

"I do!"

We held a magnificent wedding.

At the wedding, I wore a pure white wedding dress, holding his arm, walking step by step toward happiness.

I never thought that the "step-brother" I once tried to avoid would become the love and support of my life.

After all the twists and turns, it turned out he was my true redemption.

After marriage, Blake Shaw spoiled me to the heavens.

I didn't have to do anything, just eat, drink, and shop every day.

Later, he handed over both the Foster corporation and Shaw family businesses to me to manage, while he himself became a hands-off boss.

The excuse was: His wife was too capable, so he was happy to take it easy.

I often think about my tragic death in my previous life, but there's no hatred left in my heart.

Perhaps, I should thank Howard.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been reborn, wouldn't have known so many truths, and wouldn't have discovered that there has always been someone by my side who loves me so much.

As for that [Gossip System], it completely disappeared the moment I accepted Blake Shaw's proposal.

The last words it left were:

[Congratulations to the host for finding true love, eliminating obsession, completing the system task, and retiring successfully. Wishing you happiness.]

I will be happy.

With my love, Blake Shaw.

Together, happy for a lifetime.