After Rebirth, My Rough Husband Spoiled Me Rotten

When the city youth Lowell Sullivan slipped into the water, I was the one who pulled him out. The very next day he showed up at our door with a stack of betrothal gifts, saying he wanted to repay the debt of saving his life. But my biased parents shoved my little sister forward and claimed she was the one who'd gone into the river to save him. I wasn't willing to let it stand. Right then and there I exposed the truth: my sister couldn't swim at all. I was the one who saved him. "He'd passed out cold back then. I was even the one who gave him mouth-to-mouth."