My Ex-Fiance's Rebirth Script

The crystal chandelier's light pierced my eyes, sharp and painful. The Banquet Hall was filled with the fizzing of champagne bubbles and the soft murmurs of guests laughing and chatting. I wore a tailored white evening gown, standing at the far end of the red carpet. Beside me, Sean Silva wore a perfectly tailored suit, a rehearsed smile curling on his lips. His mother hurried over, her face etched with urgency. "Lydia, be more proactive during the toast later. Sean's father is still waiting upstairs." I nodded, though my heart felt as heavy as if weighed down by lead. Everything around me was both familiar and alien at the same time. Because this isn't the first time I've been through this engagement banquet. In my previous life, I stood here just like this, joyfully marrying Sean Silva. Back then, I had no idea what awaited me. I was born with the ability of a spiritual medium, able to communicate between the human and spirit realms. After Sean found out, he persistently badgered me with both hard and soft tactics. He promised that if I helped him secure Old Mr. Silva's hundred-billion inheritance, he would treat me well for the rest of my life. I believed him. I used my spirit medium arts to locate the will Old Mr. Silva had hidden beneath the old mansion, and at his deathbed, I guided him to proclaim Sean Silva as his successor. I never expected that this would mark the beginning of my nightmare. Less than six months into the marriage, Sean Silva showed his true colors. He not only had an affair with my junior sister, Reese Stephenson, but also conspired with her to frame me. They branded me a demoness who brought disaster upon the Silva Family and locked me away in a mental institution. In the end, lying on a cold hospital bed, they injected me with a fatal overdose, and I died in agony. On the brink of death, I saw Sean Silva and Reese embracing, their smiles blindingly cruel. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at that engagement banquet. My heart felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing it tightly, the pain almost stealing my breath. I suppressed the rising emotions, forcing myself to appear as calm as usual. Just then, Sean Silva suddenly picked up the microphone and cleared his throat. The guests fell silent instantly, all eyes locking onto him. A chill shot through me—I had a terrible premonition. "Thank you all for coming to the engagement banquet of Lydia Jones and me today." Sean's voice resonated throughout the Banquet Hall through the speakers. But in the next moment, his words pierced my heart like a sharp dagger. "But I'm sorry, today I must announce something—I am calling off my wedding with Lydia Jones." The entire hall erupted into stunned silence. Sean Silva's mother's face immediately turned ashen; she hurried forward to stop him, but he shoved her aside. I feigned shock, covering my mouth and forcing a few tears from my eyes. Deep down, I knew this moment was inevitable. Sean Silva's gaze fixed on a corner of the crowd. Reese Stephenson stepped out gracefully, dressed in a red gown. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. "The one I truly want to marry is Reese Stephenson." Sean Silva reached out and wrapped his arm around Reese's waist, his voice incredibly gentle. "Besides, Reese is skilled in spirit medium arts; she can assist me with much more." Reese shot me a provocative glance, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her mouth. I lowered my eyelids, hiding the chill in my eyes. It seems I am not the only one who has been reborn. Sean Silva and Reese Stephenson have also returned with memories from their past lives. Do they really think they can scheme against me again like this? How utterly naive. I took a deep breath and lifted my head, my face still perfectly masked with just the right amount of surprise and hurt. Now is not the time to tear off the mask; I must play dumb first and see what tricks they will try next.