He Wore My Face For Three Years And Destroyed Everything I Loved

In the third year after a book-transmigrator bound to a strategy system took over my body, his mission was declared a failure.

To win over those powerful women in high society, he wore my face every day and acted like a shameless clown.

In the end, he became the joke of the entire city and tore my once peaceful family apart.

Before leaving this world, he left a gloating message in my mind.

What a shame. I ruined your hand.

Your three sisters now wish you were dead, and your woman only sees you as a clingy stray dog.

Enjoy the rest of your life yourself.

I opened my eyes abruptly.

Before I could even catch my breath, a slap struck my face.

Slap.

My head snapped to the side. My ears rang.

Dorian Vale, how long are you going to keep making trouble?

A furious voice came from above.

I lifted my head.

The person before me was my second sister, Serena Vale.

This top actress, who once stood in the rain for three hours just to buy me a limited-edition cake, was now glaring at me with rage.

Not far away, the poolside was a mess.

My nominal younger brother, Mason Vale, was soaked through, curled up on a lounge chair and shivering while coughing nonstop.

The woman protecting him was Bianca Shaw.

She was the untouchable heiress of the capital circle, and the number one target that transmigrator had spent three years licking like a dog.

Bianca gently patted Masons back, then lifted her eyes and glanced at me.

Miss Vale, today Ive truly seen how your family raises people.

Her voice dropped coldly.

Since Mr. Vale likes water so much, why not let him soak in the pool all night and clear his head?

Serenas face turned even uglier at that.

She spun around and shouted at me.

What are you waiting for? Get over there, kneel, and apologize to Mason.

If you had actually drowned him, Id be the first to kill you.

I didnt speak.

Three years.

That absurd transmigrator had occupied my body for three whole years.

I had been like a spectator locked in a dark room, forced to watch him use my face to flatter and stir up trouble in this circle.

To please Bianca, he tried to drug her.

To compete for the attention of my three sisters, he targeted Mason every day, crying, threatening, and making scenes.

He trampled my dignity into the ground and squandered all my family ties.

Now he had walked away, leaving me this mess.

Seeing that I still hadnt moved, a cold laugh came from the other side of the hall.

My eldest sister, Audrey Vale, stood and threw a stack of documents at my feet.

Dont force him to apologize. A person like him has no heart.

Audrey looked down at me, not a trace of warmth in her eyes.

Dorian Vale, these past three years, we gave you countless chances. You were the one who kept being shameless.

Sign this relationship severance agreement. From today on, you are no longer part of the Vale family.

Audrey

Mason weakly lifted his head from Biancas arms.

Dont do this. Dorian only cares too much about you all. Its my fault. I shouldnt have come back

Mason, youre too kind. Thats why he bullies you.

My third sister, Sylvia Vale, who had been silent until now, walked over.

Dorian, you have severe mania and paranoid personality disorder. As a doctor, I recommend you receive compulsory treatment immediately.

Mason was lucky today and didnt die. Leave yourself a last bit of dignity.

Everyone in the banquet hall was watching my humiliation.

Watching the once-spoiled young master of the Vale family be swept out by his own sisters.

Based on the transmigrators memories from the past three years, I should now throw myself at Audreys feet, crying that I was wrong.

Or scream at Bianca that I was innocent, that Mason had fallen in by himself.

They were all waiting for me to go crazy.

Waiting for me to kneel on the floor and beg for forgiveness like before.

But I didnt.

I stood quietly, raised my hand, and wiped the corner of my mouth.

Sticky.

I looked at the blood on the back of my hand for one second, then slowly crouched and picked up the severance agreement.

Pen?

My voice wasnt loud, but everyone froze.

Serena seemed not to understand what I had said. She frowned instinctively.

What trick are you playing now? Dorian Vale, Im warning you. Even if you die here today, we wont soften again.

Im not playing tricks.

I straightened and looked at her calmly.

I asked where the pen is. Dont you want me to sign?

My reaction made Audrey frown too.

She snorted coldly, took a pen from her pocket, and threw it at my feet.

Stop pretending.

If you sign quickly, I can still have someone transfer one million to your card so you dont starve on the street and embarrass us.

I bent and picked up the pen.

Without hesitation, without even reading the clauses, I flipped straight to the last page and signed my name.

After signing, I handed the agreement to Audrey.

She didnt take it.

She stared at my face, shock flickering in her eyes.

Youre not taking it? Then Ill leave it here.

I placed the agreement on the table, then turned to Sylvia.

Dr. Vale.

I changed my form of address. I no longer called her my third sister.

Sylvia paused slightly and looked at me.

Im not sick, but thank you for the medical advice.

My tone was calm.

In the future, tell the Vale kitchen to use less salt. Your stomach cant handle heavy food, and too much will make it hurt.

Then I looked at Serena.

That slap just now clears the debt between us.

From now on, I wont embarrass you by picking you up at airports or visiting your sets anymore.

Finally, my gaze passed them and landed on Bianca and Mason.

Whether the transmigrator pushed Mason or not no longer mattered to me.

Miss Shaw. I looked at Biancas cold face. These three years, my pestering must have annoyed you.

From now on, I wont appear in front of you again. I wish you and Mason a long, happy life together.

After saying so much, it felt as though all my strength had been drained.

I turned and walked step by step toward the banquet hall doors.

No one behind me spoke.

Perhaps my abnormal calm had stunned them.

When I reached the entrance, the night wind blew in.

It was cold, and a light rain had started.

I was wearing the transmigrators favorite pure white fitted formal suit, tacky and thin.

The wind hit me, and I couldnt help shivering.

Serenas furious voice suddenly sounded behind me.

Dorian Vale. If you walk out that door, dont ever expect to come back.

You think playing hard to get will make us feel bad for you? Dream on.

I didnt turn around.

I only pushed open the heavy door and stepped into the rainy night outside.

The wind outside was strong. Rain instantly soaked my hair.

Before I could walk down the steps, more than a dozen blinding flashlight beams lit up in the darkness.

Hes out. That shameless Dorian Vale is out.

Block him. Dont let him run.

A short-haired girl rushed forward first and splashed a cup of ice water straight onto me.

We all saw it in the group chat. You pushed Mason into the pool.

You vicious man. Why dont you just die?

A group of young girls holding support signs rushed from the dark, blocking the stairs.

The signs had Serenas name printed on them.

They were her fans.

For the past three years, the transmigrator had gone to Serenas sets every day to leech off her fame, so her fans had long seen me as a thorn in their side.

The banquet schedule wasnt secret. Clearly, they had come specifically to ambush me.

Ice water soaked half my body. A cold wind blew past, and I shivered.

According to the transmigrators habits over the past three years, he would have screamed and covered his face, then fled back into the hall and thrown himself into Serena or Audreys arms, crying for help.

But I didnt hide or cry.

I only stood there quietly.

Then the door behind me opened.

My three sisters came out, along with Bianca, who was protecting Mason.

Bodyguards immediately opened umbrellas to shield them from the wind and rain.

They stood on the steps and looked indifferently at me, surrounded by fans in the rain.

When Serena saw this, not only did she not stop her fans, she sneered.

Dorian Vale, what sob story are you trying to perform now?

You deliberately used the front entrance to anger my fans so Id feel sorry for you?

Her eyes were full of disgust.

Im telling you, even if they beat you to death today, I wont protect you again.

Audrey adjusted her cuff and said coldly, Make him leave. Dont let him embarrass the Vale family at the door.

Sylvia pushed up her glasses and looked at me, soaked through.

You brought this on yourself.

As for Bianca, she didnt even look at me.

All her attention remained on Mason in her arms.

They were waiting.

Waiting for me to be cursed by the fans and cry for them to step in like before.

Just then, Mason broke free from Biancas arms and took a small step forward.

Dorian, the rain is heavy. Youll get sick if you leave like this.

After saying that, he blinked and looked at the necklace around my neck.

Dorian that necklace was the coming-of-age gift my mother left me. If you really want to leave, can you return it to me?

The moment he said that, the surroundings exploded.

Several fans pointed at me and cursed.

Shameless. He got kicked out and still wants to steal Masons things.

Hes a thief. Dont let him take Masons necklace.

Serenas face turned iron-blue. She rushed down the steps.

Dorian Vale, youre hopeless. You even stole from Mason. Take it off right now.

Audreys eyes filled with deeper disgust. She ordered the bodyguards coldly, Go get the necklace back. If he refuses, use force.

Bianca finally lifted her head and looked at me with mockery.

Dorian Vale, if you want money, I can give you some. But stealing is truly beneath you.

Hearing her say that, I felt nothing.

Before the transmigrator occupied my body, Bianca and I actually had an engagement.

Back then, although she was cold, she gave me the only softness she had.

She had severe mysophobia and never allowed anyone close.

But on snowy winter days, she would naturally take my cold hand and tuck it into the pocket of her coat to warm it.

She was a workaholic, but because I casually said I wanted to see the sea, she canceled a meeting worth billions without hesitation and drove me there overnight.

Then she scolded me for being reckless while wrapping her coat around me.

But in these three years, the transmigrator twisted everything between us to complete his strategy mission.

He drugged her and climbed into her bed. He fought like a lunatic for attention.

He not only threw my dignity onto the ground, but also wore down the affection Bianca once had for me into the disgust she had now.

The reason she treated Mason so well now was simply because he resembled the me from three years ago, before I went mad.

Looking at the contempt in her eyes now, I only felt bored.

This necklace had clearly been left to me by my mother.

But the transmigrator wore it everywhere just to provoke Mason.

Now it had somehow become Masons property.

If it were before, the transmigrator would have argued with them, saying the necklace was mine.

I did not.

There was no point explaining to these people.

I lifted my hand to the clasp behind my neck.

Click.

I opened it.

Triumph flashed in Masons eyes. He reached out to take it.

Thank you, Dorian

But I didnt hand it to him.

With a turn of my wrist, I threw the necklace into the puddle at my feet.

Mud splashed onto Masons pants.

Ah! Mason screamed in fright and stepped back, crying. If you didnt want to give it to me, thats fine. Why throw away something my mother left me?

What are you doing? Bianca pulled Mason back under the umbrella and glared at me viciously.

Serena lost control and rushed forward, raising her hand to slap me again.

You bastard. Watch me

I stood still, looking at her hand frozen midair.

Hit me.

My voice was cold.

If this slap lands, tomorrows headline will be: Second Miss Vale Assaults Ordinary Man in Public.

Serenas hand froze in the air.

She shook with anger, but did not dare lower it.

I ignored her.

Then, in front of all of them, I removed every accessory on my body.

Finally, I bent down and took off the leather shoes that had rubbed my heels bloody.

Barefoot, I stepped into the rainwater and looked up at the people on the steps.

I wont keep a single thing from the Vale family. From now on, Dorian Vale has nothing to do with the Vales or the Shaws.

After saying that, I turned around.

The fans below the steps were stunned by my demeanor.

Someone stepped back first, and the crowd blocking the path unconsciously opened a way.

Rain fell on my face as I walked step by step into the depths of the night.

Serena remained frozen with her hand raised. Her gaze unconsciously dropped to the shoes on the ground.

Then her whole body trembled.

The backs of those shoes were soaked completely red with blood.

Not only her. The women on the steps were all staring at that red stain.

For the past three years, that Dorian Vale would cry and scream for half a month over even a paper cut, forcing everyone to comfort him.

But just now, with his heels rubbed raw and bleeding, he had stepped barefoot onto the gravelly wet ground without even frowning.

That feeling was familiar and strange.

Because three years ago, before that man went mad, the real Dorian Vale had been like this.

Mason sensed the atmosphere shift.

Seeing all the women staring in the direction Dorian had left, panic flickered in his eyes.

He quickly crouched and picked up the necklace.

Please dont be angry with Dorian.

Mason held the necklace in his hands and smiled.

He must have been confused when he took this from my room.

I already said I dont blame him. Why is his temper still so bad?

After speaking, he instinctively leaned toward Bianca.

In the past, Bianca would always gently catch him at times like this.

This time, not only did Bianca not move forward, she stepped half a pace away.

Mason stumbled and missed. He lifted his head in disbelief.

Bianca

Bianca frowned at the necklace in his hand and said in a low voice, Mason Vale, you said he stole this necklace from your room?

Masons heart skipped, but he braced himself and nodded.

Y-yes. It was the coming-of-age gift my mother left me

Youre lying.