To help Adeline rise to fame, my wife drugged me and handed me over to be a subject in her human research experiment. In my previous life, I pleaded with my wife to spare me, but she looked at me with disdain and said, “Can’t you stop being so selfish? Can’t you bear to see others succeed?” Ultimately, I was tortured to death by her beloved Adeline. As I lay dying, covered in blood, she was cozy in Adeline’s arms. But fate took pity on me, granting me a second chance at life. This time, I vow to make that deceitful pair pay for their blood debt. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself hovering beside Cora. I watched her anxiously pacing outside the laboratory door. I’d never seen such concern on her face before. Whenever she faced me, there was only sarcasm and disdain. The door opened. Cora immediately rushed to the door and grabbed Declan’s hand, asking with concern, “Declan, how did it go? Was the experiment successful?” Declan didn’t look too pleased. He forced a smile and said, “Sorry, Cora, the experiment failed again. The subject’s rejection response was too strong, and none of the drugs worked.” The “subject” he mentioned was me. The reason I became his human research subject was that my wife had lost her mind. She was so obsessed with supporting her beloved Adeline’s career that she was willing to sacrifice my life. She drugged my coffee and personally delivered me to the operating table. As she left, I begged her not to do it, “Declan’s not performing a legitimate surgery! I’ll die here!” But all I got was her cold response: “You’re lucky he’s doing an experiment on you. Instead of thanking me, you’re being ungrateful.” “You’re full of lies, always talking about life and death to scare me. It won’t work! Even if you die, I won’t care!” With that, she left, her high heels echoing her departure. I could only watch as Declan’s scalpel cut into my skin, the last scene I saw in my previous life. At this moment, Cora had long forgotten about my safety. No, to be accurate, she never cared. She tenderly caressed Declan’s cheek, comforting him, “Declan, the experiment will definitely succeed.” Declan sighed, “Cora, even though you brought Jasper Grey, I still failed. I’m sorry I let you down…” He slumped into a chair, seemingly full of guilt. But I knew it was a ploy to gain Cora’s sympathy, a trick he’d used many times. Sure enough, Cora frowned and sat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder, “It’s okay, Declan. Jasper Grey, that selfish liar, should be honored to contribute to your research.” “If it failed, it’s just because his body couldn’t handle it. It’s not your fault!” Having shared a bed with her for years, I didn’t expect her to love me as I loved her, but this was too cruel. She seemed to forget I was lying on a cold dissection table. She began insulting me, just as she had defended Declan countless times before. I clenched my fists tightly, watching the harmonious scene unfold, anger surging through me. Suddenly, a white light appeared, and the Grim Reaper walked up to me, handing me two wooden plaques. Two choices appeared before my eyes. Reincarnation or rebirth for revenge?
I was reborn, back to before the human experiment. The surgery hadn’t started yet. I stabbed my thigh with a small knife to wake myself from the sedative quickly. I hid behind a wall, watching Declan take off his protective clothing and naturally hold Cora’s hand as they walked out. Cora wore a sweet smile, full of girlish tenderness. My heart ached. Deceitful pair. In my previous life, I deceived myself, believing Cora’s lies, thinking they were just close friends and had done nothing wrong, which led to my tragic end. In this life, I won’t deceive myself anymore. As Declan walked, he sighed, and Cora immediately noticed, asking with concern, “Declan, what’s wrong?” A sly look flashed in Declan’s eyes, “Cora, won’t Jasper Grey argue with you for tricking him here? It’s my fault for upsetting him…” He inadvertently revealed the scars on his arm. Sure enough, Cora immediately grabbed his hand, asking anxiously, “What happened? You were fine before you went in!” Declan quickly pretended to be flustered, pulling back his arm and shaking his head with a bitter smile, “It’s nothing… You know he doesn’t like me, so when I was focused on the surgery, he found an opportunity to scratch me. But it’s okay now, you see.” Cora’s face darkened quickly. She gritted her teeth and said viciously, “He’s a mad dog! With so many bacteria in the lab, what if you get infected? He wants you dead! How can he be so vile!” “I knew he’d use such underhanded tactics. He even accused you of doing an illegitimate surgery, that liar!” As she spoke, her face turned red with anger. I stood aside, feeling colder with each word. In my previous life, everyone saw how I treated Cora. Even if I wasn’t romantic, my character was well-known. Besides, Cora should think about it, how could I, in a sedated state, possibly scratch Declan? It was clearly Declan who scratched himself before leaving the lab. Yet Cora bought it, cursing me all the way, her words more hurtful with each step. Declan enjoyed it, grinning several times. His smug face made me want to tear him apart. As they reached the car, a tall figure suddenly charged out, punching Declan and knocking him to the ground. Cora glared angrily at the man before her, “Finn! What’s wrong with you?” Finn was my junior at work, someone who learned the ropes from me and was a good friend in life. At that moment, his eyes were red with rage as he stared at Cora, “Cora, you beast! You brought Jasper here! Don’t you know how much Declan hates him? You’re heartless! Do you want him dead? Where is he?” Cora helped Declan up from the ground, retorting defiantly, “Are you crazy? Declan is a future genius scientific researcher! Jasper is lucky to contribute! Besides, it’s just a research project. How can it be fatal?” “You’re just like him, full of nonsense and violence! You two are the real beasts!”
Finn laughed at her words, pulling out his phone and pointing at Declan, “Bullshit! The lab called me to save Jasper, where’s my brother?” Declan, on the ground, spoke up, clutching his swollen cheek with a pitiful voice, “I know you don’t like me, but you can’t slander my innocence. This experiment’s drug will only make Jasper healthier, not harm him…” “He’s Cora’s husband. How could I harm him?” At that moment, I truly admired Declan’s acting skills. It’s a shame he didn’t pursue an acting career. After Finn’s words, Cora’s face showed disdain, “I see, you said all this to get me to see Jasper, didn’t you? He put you up to this, didn’t he? Hah, you’ll say anything to get my attention.” She tossed her hair and said to Finn, “Tell him to give up! If he keeps causing trouble, I’ll divorce him! He better not push his luck!” Finn glared at them, rushing into the lab. They didn’t find me, and I held back from appearing. Now wasn’t the time. I stood in the shadows, watching the deceitful pair with a cold smile, thinking: “Cora! Remember what you said today, I won’t let you off!” With that, I left quickly. On the streets, my mind raced. In my past life, I loved Cora for years, always dedicated, yet ended up like this. Hatred filled my heart as I returned home, secretly installing surveillance. I knew that once I disappeared, with Cora’s nature, she’d become even more blatant, possibly bringing her Adeline home. I rented a room across the street and watched for three days. Sure enough, Cora eventually brought Declan home, into our home. Watching them holding hands in familiar surroundings on the monitor, hatred consumed me. I recalled how, after graduation, I worked tirelessly to ensure Cora wouldn’t suffer when she married me, working late nights. Sometimes until dawn, taking on side jobs secretly. Eventually, I bought this house in full, thinking it would bring a smile to Cora’s face. But she frequently stayed out all night, leaving only a cold emptiness when I returned home. As anticipated, Cora eventually brought Declan back to our home. Watching them through the surveillance camera, holding hands in the familiar setting, I was overwhelmed by a surge of resentment. I recalled my previous life, freshly graduated and working relentlessly to ensure Cora would have a comfortable life with me. I often burned the midnight oil, working late into the night. Sometimes, I’d work until dawn, picking up extra jobs in secret. I finally managed to buy this house outright, hoping to see a smile on Cora’s face once she moved in. Yet, she frequently stayed out all night, leaving me to return to a cold, empty house. On the surveillance camera, Declan entered without the slightest hesitation, heading straight for the sofa like he was familiar with the place. He even went directly to the fruit cabinet, taking out some fruit to eat. After entering, Cora smiled warmly at him on the sofa, saying, “I remembered you like these, so I bought them to suit your taste. This way, you won’t dislike the fruits here every time you visit.” Declan nodded and responded, “Cora, I always knew you were the best to me.” Then his eyes drifted to the floor, and he frowned, “Why is this vase still here? It’s such a nuisance!” I was taken aback. What did he mean? How did Declan know about the vase? Wasn’t this his first time here? Without any hesitation, Cora stepped forward, picked up the vase, and smashed it on the floor. The shards scattered everywhere, but Cora looked at them emotionlessly. Then she fetched cleaning tools and swept the pieces into the trash can, saying, “If you don’t like it, we won’t keep it. I think it’s disgusting too.” I stood there, staring at the shattered vase. The entire house was designed according to Cora’s preferences. All the furniture was bought under her guidance; the vase was the only item I managed to keep after much argument. Despite her many taunts, I couldn’t bring myself to remove it. I never imagined that just because of a single word from Declan, Cora would destroy my vase without a second thought. She clearly didn’t care if I would argue with her upon my return. After all, I loved her so much that I couldn’t even bring myself to say harsh words, let alone argue. It was my love that gave her such confidence. Looking at the broken pieces on the floor, Declan smiled smugly but pretended to be troubled and said, “Won’t Jasper be upset when he comes back? After all, he seemed to like that vase. What if he scolds me? I’m so scared…” After saying this, he snuggled into Cora’s arms, pretending to still be haunted by me. Cora merely scoffed, “How dare he? What right does he have to scold you? You’re too kind, letting him bully you like this!” As she spoke, her chest heaved violently as if just mentioning my name made her uncomfortable. Declan nodded, lowered his eyelashes, and said, “Thank you, Cora. You’re really good to me. Without your support, I wouldn’t have been able to establish this research institute…” Cora smiled, “What are you saying? My money is your money. Who else should I be good to if not you?” Hearing “her money,” I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Since marrying me, Cora had stopped working and spent her days shopping and playing around. All the money was from me. Ever since Declan returned from abroad, her expenses skyrocketed. Maintaining it was already taxing for me. I was initially suspicious, but now I knew she used the money to support Declan! Declan held her hand tightly, “Cora, once I make more money, I’ll ensure you live a good life. You won’t need to stay with him for money. I’ll make you happy.” Cora was so moved she couldn’t say a word, nodding with tears in her eyes. Watching them, I couldn’t hold back my urge to curse, so I closed my eyes to avoid looking at them. Night fell, and I ordered some takeout while continuing to monitor my home. I saw Cora preparing a table full of dishes, inviting Declan to sit, and smiling as she said: “Declan, do you remember what day it is? It’s our sixth anniversary.” She placed a piece of pork rib in his bowl, watching him eat with satisfaction. She looked every bit the virtuous wife. I felt an indescribable sadness. After being together for so many years, she had never cooked for me. She hadn’t even stepped into the kitchen; I had handled all the household chores alone. I thought she couldn’t cook, but she just didn’t want to cook for me. Declan raised his wine glass, smiling as he said: “Of course, I remember, Cora. Thank you for entering my life. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to hold on many times.” Seeing his tears about to fall, Cora held him tightly, comforting him: “Declan, I’ll never leave you.” Upon hearing this, Declan lifted his face to look at her and said: “Cora, I actually came today to discuss something with you.” At this moment, no matter the request, even if it was the moon in the sky, Cora would give it to him without hesitation if Declan asked. She cradled his face, constantly caressing it: “Declan, what are you saying? Your matters are my matters. What can’t you tell me?” Declan hesitated for a moment and then said: “Recently, my lab wants to start a new project. I’ve already discussed it with the folks abroad. We just need the funds to start. I wanted to borrow some money from you…” Sure enough, Cora agreed without hesitation: “That’s not a problem. If you need money, I’ll fully support you! After all, you’re doing something profitable, much better than Jasper being stuck as a junior employee forever!” I was left speechless. Cora seemed to forget that both she and Declan were supported by me, the “junior employee.” How could she look down on me now? Declan coughed and said: “This time, the amount is quite large. I’ve gathered a portion, but I’m still short a few hundred thousand. So, I thought…” Cora froze; it was indeed not a small amount. Declan noticed her unease and sighed: “Never mind, it really is too much. I’ll think of another way.” But Cora wouldn’t really abandon him. She grasped his hand and smiled: “No problem. Jasper recently bought a new car. I’ll have him mortgage it for you.” Declan said excitedly: “Really? Let’s hurry to the bank!” But Cora pulled out her phone, dialing as she said: “I need to ask Jasper where the car keys and stuff are. Let me call him and ask where he is.” My phone rang in my pocket. Cora gestured for Declan to sit down, smugly waiting for me to rush to answer her call, then dutifully hand over the car keys. Unfortunately, that was the past. “Hello.” I adjusted the voice changer to a sweet, sticky female voice, and spoke with it.
🌟 Continue the story here 👉🏻 📲 Download the “NovelMaster” app 🔍 search for “295439”, and watch the full series ✨! #NovelMaster #现实主义Realistic #浪漫Romance #励志Inspiring #重生Reborn #魔幻Magic #校园School #擦边Steamy
Leave a Reply