My Chat Screen Warned Me to Run, But I Married the Billionaire Anyway

After returning to my biological family, they arranged a marriage for me.

On the eve of the engagement, a stream of floating bullet comments suddenly appeared in my vision, begging me to run away.

I believed them. But on my flight, I was kidnapped, dragged into a van, and brutally tortured to death in front of countless live-streaming cameras.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the fitting room on the night before the engagement.

The screen in my mind was scrolling frantically.