Love and hate are balanced, and they are not mutually exclusive

Summary

The day my childhood sweetheart, Brendan Forrest, was supposed to take over the Family’s empire and choose his bride, he called off our engagement. Instead, he decided he would pick his wife in a blind draw between me and the eight maids who worked in our house.

I, his fiancée of over a decade, said nothing to stop him.

Because in my last life, I did stop him. I was terrified he’d draw someone else’s name, costing him my family’s support and his claim to power.

I used my parents to pressure h