Reborn Vengeful Heiress: Married to the Cold Tycoon

-lifting her left hand, and the reflection did the same. She tugged

it. This girl-what, eighteen or nineteen tops-had skin as smooth as porcelain, features that looked like the

ut of a sci-fi novel, the truth

arp knock on the bedroo

n, skipped into chaos again. Her mind was blank-nothing about this body's p

voice called from outside, "Vanessa, Aunti

ya shoved her messy thoughts asid

ell-dressed woman holding a bowl of herbal medicine. Her warm smile deepened w

sly ill-don't take your recovery lightly." She placed the bowl on the nigh

Thank God you're alright. If something had happened to you, how would I ev

was about to say something, the woman picked up the bowl again, blew on it, and said urgently, "Sw

reflected a strange image-like a flashback. She saw this elegantly dressed woman secre

t? It's getting cold," the woman urged, a

s face now fused with that icy image from earlier. W

pse of something cold and calcula

retching for a long while. When she came out, she was pale and cover

used, coughed lightly, and smiled as if nothing was wrong. "

candies? To help with the taste

I'll get them now," the woman said

dashed into the bathroom. She poured it down the toilet, flushed, then dabbed a bit o

time to see Freya holding her stomach and glaring