After Car Crash, My Fiance Married Another Me

After waking up from a car accident, Sienna found herself in the year 2032. Someone else had taken her identity, and even her fiancé had become another woman's husband. "You say your name is Sienna?" the nurse said with a smile. "What a coincidence. The wife of Griffin Gates, president of Gates Group, is also named Sienna." Sienna couldn't believe what she was hearing. She borrowed the nurse's phone and dialed a familiar number. The call connected. Griffin's voice came through. "Who is this?" Sienna's tears broke like a dam. "Griffin... it's me... I was in a car accident. I'm so scared..." A brief silence on the other end. Then two words. "The address." Half an hour later, the hospital room door was pushed open. Griffin walked in with two bodyguards. Seven years had only made him colder and harder. He glanced at Sienna, his gaze full of unfamiliar scrutiny. "You're the one who called?" Sienna nodded hard. Griffin frowned, his voice sharp with displeasure. "Name your price. And who told you to use such a disgusting trick on me?" Sienna's mind went blank. "Griffin... look at me. I am Sienna. The night before our engagement banquet, you were at the hotel..." "It seems the person who sent you gave you quite a bit of information." Griffin cut her off with a cold laugh. Just then, a woman who had followed him in stepped forward and linked her arm through his. Her makeup was flawless, her manner exuding luxury. Sienna recognized her instantly. This was Vivian Lane, the assistant who had once been rumored to be involved with Griffin. Before Sienna could finish speaking, Vivian feigned just the right amount of surprise. "Oh, isn't this... Assistant Vivian? Assistant Vivian, I know you've always had feelings for Griffin. But feelings can't be forced. Causing scenes like this will only embarrass yourself." Sienna stared at her, blood rushing to her head. "You're the assistant. Vivian, I am Sienna. I am Griffin's fiancée." Vivian shrank weakly into Griffin's chest, her eyes reddening. "Griffin, listen... she's doing it again." "Back when she was my assistant, she harassed us out of jealousy because I was going to marry you. I thought after all these years she would have let go. But it seems... she's still this obsessed." Griffin pulled Vivian behind him, shielding her. When he looked at Sienna, there was only disgust and ice. "Enough." He tore off a check and threw it in Sienna's face. "Take the money and get out." "From now on, don't appear in front of my wife again. You'll dirty her eyes." Sienna grabbed the check and tore it to shreds, her voice rising with each word. "My name is Sienna. I am Sienna." Griffin curled his lips in mockery. "Everyone in the world knows that my wife's name is Sienna." Just as he finished speaking, a nurse walked in and gave Sienna a professional, apologetic smile. "Miss Sienna, your hospital fees have already been paid by Mr. Gates." "But the hospital is short on beds. Please complete your discharge formalities today." Sienna was ushered out. She was wearing old clothes found in the lost and found. Barefoot, clutching the few dozen dollars she had left, she stood lost at the hospital entrance. The city seven years later had skyscrapers that pierced the clouds and sleek, glowing hover cars. Everything was foreign, and a bone-deep cold seeped into her. A financial interview was playing on the giant screen above. The host smiled. "Mr. Gates and Mrs. Gates have been married for seven years and are still as much in love as ever. A true business fairy tale." On screen, Griffin was gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind Vivian's ear. The headline stung her eyes: "Model Couple – Seven Years of Deep Love." The nurse who had spoken to her earlier happened to be leaving after her shift. Seeing Sienna's dazed, broken state, she must have felt a pang of pity. "Don't blame Mr. Gates. Paying your medical bills was already more than generous." Sienna grabbed her arm. "What do you mean?" The nurse was startled by her pale face and red eyes and stepped back. "It's about the accident seven years ago, when Mr. Gates was nearly killed. It was all over the news. Don't you remember?" "The reports said the driver who caused that terrible crash was you, his little assistant. And that you... fled the scene."