My wife’s childhood friend passed away, but she showed no reaction when she found out. She continued to follow the doctor’s advice and went to the hospital for prenatal checkups, while I accompanied her and prepared things for the baby’s arrival. Just when I thought our family of two would become a happy family of three after the child’s birth, my wife threw our newborn daughter into a fire. She gripped a kitchen knife in her hand and vengefully stabbed me in the abdomen. “This is all your fault!” “He’s loved me since we were kids. What’s wrong with him wanting to be with me?” “If your lab hadn’t had an accident, I wouldn’t have stayed at the company with you and missed his last phone call before he died!” “I don’t want a child with your blood running through her veins. She deserves to die, just like you!” When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of the lab accident. As I regained consciousness, I saw thick smoke rising in the distance. I realized I had returned to the day of the lab accident. Just like in my previous life, cries for help echoed beneath the billowing smoke. “Help! Is anyone there? Save us!” “I’m going to burn to death! Someone, please!” Hearing these desperate pleas, I quickly pulled out my phone to call 911. But just as the call connected, someone snatched the phone from behind. I turned around in surprise to see Lily glaring at me resentfully. Yet her words contradicted her expression: “Please hurry to the bridge downtown! Someone’s about to jump! You must save him, he’s the most important person to me!” “Don’t worry, ma’am. We’ll make sure he’s safe,” the operator assured her. Once she confirmed emergency services were on their way, Lily threw the phone to the ground. “This time, I won’t let Noah leave me!” she hissed venomously. “Jack, you and your company can just disappear!” Hearing her curse, I realized she had also been reborn. I watched her turn to leave, my fists clenching slowly. But seeing the fire growing more intense, I pushed aside my conflicted emotions. I picked up the phone and quickly dialed 911 again. “Sir, don’t worry. We’ll be there right away!” After hanging up, I didn’t just stand by waiting for help. I connected a fire hose to a nearby hydrant and, without any protective gear, charged into the building. The thick smoke stung my eyes and made me cough uncontrollably. But human lives were at stake! I pushed through the discomfort, dragging the hose towards the heart of the flames. The scorching heat singed my hair. Embers landed on my shoulders, searing my skin. Gritting my teeth, I continued aiming the hose at the fire before me. In my previous life, without Lily’s interference, everyone in the lab building had been rescued. This time, I was determined to save them all again! When I finally heard the sirens of the fire trucks, my tense nerves instantly relaxed. I inhaled a lungful of smoke, choking as I gasped for air. Then everything went black. The next time I opened my eyes, I was lying in a hospital bed. The doctor examining me let out a sigh of relief when he saw me awake. “Mr. Wilson, you’ve been unconscious for days. Thank goodness you’re finally awake!” The balding doctor complained, “Mr. Wilson, we tried calling your wife using your phone, but couldn’t reach her. We couldn’t even get anyone to sign your critical condition notice!” “The other patients admitted with you have all been discharged, leaving just you here without even paying the hospital fees.” “Luckily, we’re a hospital with a conscience. Otherwise, after saving your life, we might have just sent you out!” I forced a smile and repeatedly thanked him: “Thank you so much! I’ll pay the hospital fees as soon as I regain some strength.” The doctor nodded: “You should contact your wife quickly so she can come take care of you.” Hearing this, I felt a bitter laugh rising in my heart. My wife had already thrown herself into another man’s arms. How could she possibly spare a thought for me? Looking at the empty hospital room, I struggled to sit up. I found my phone in the bedside drawer and checked the messages I’d received during my coma. When I opened my social media, I saw a photo Lily had posted three days ago of two people embracing. The caption read: “Thank heaven for giving me a chance to be with the one I love again!” The man’s back in the photo was unmistakably Noah, who had committed suicide in my previous life. My lawfully wedded wife, indifferent to me, was caring for another man while pregnant with my child!
When words fail, all you can do is laugh bitterly! The laughter erupting from my throat made my entire body ache! Oh Lily, what a wonderful wife you are! I placed the phone on my stomach, trying to calm myself, when I received several payment notification messages. Each of these notifications showed amounts of tens of thousands of dollars. As I was puzzling over the source of these charges, I happened to see a new post from Lily. The photo showed several luxury brand shopping bags and two intertwined hands. The caption read: “So happy to buy clothes for the man I love!” Seeing this photo, a surge of anger instantly welled up from the depths of my heart. I found Lily’s number in my contacts and immediately called her. But after several attempts, she kept hanging up. Five minutes later, she finally answered impatiently: “Jack, make it quick! I’m not in the mood to talk to you!” Suppressing my anger, I asked, “Did you just use my credit card?” Lily replied defiantly, “Yes, I used your credit card. So what?” “As your wife, am I not allowed to spend your money?” I laughed coldly, “Oh, so you still remember you’re my wife! What kind of wife acts like you do?” “Not taking care of her husband lying in a hospital bed, but instead caring for another man!” I demanded, “Did you spend two hundred thousand dollars on luxury goods for Noah?” Lily’s self-righteous voice came through the phone: “So what if I did? You owe him this!” “He died because of you in the last life. Spending some of your money on him now is only right!” Hearing this, I retorted, “That was his choice to jump off the bridge. It had nothing to do with me!” Lily shouted angrily, “How can you say it had nothing to do with you? If I hadn’t been pregnant with your child, he wouldn’t have gotten jealous and climbed onto that bridge to kill himself!” “This is all your fault! If you hadn’t forced your way into my life, I wouldn’t have married you, and Noah wouldn’t have committed suicide in the previous life!” Lily’s words became increasingly irrational. She seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who had actively applied for a job at the company. She was the one who eagerly brought coffee to my office every day. She was the one who deliberately got me drunk and wouldn’t let me leave when I was intoxicated, taking off all her clothes and clinging to me. She was also the one who, wearing a wedding dress and holding a bouquet, proposed to me in front of all the company employees. And she was the one who arranged for her childhood sweetheart to work at the company. Now, the words coming out of her mouth made it sound like I had forced her! Back then, believing Lily’s words, I had entrusted most of the company’s business to Noah, helping him quickly establish himself in the company. Noah became overconfident. Without any training, he entered the research lab on his own! Noah’s actions completely disregarded the lab’s management protocols. Using his limited knowledge of experiments, he mixed two chemicals together. Seeing the flames ignite in the test tube, he boasted about his knowledge on social media. After leaving the lab, he completely failed to extinguish the growing flames. This negligence led to the massive fire! Fearing I would hold him accountable, he staged a suicide attempt. In my previous life, worried that knowing the truth would upset the pregnant Lily and affect our unborn child, I didn’t tell her the truth. Unexpectedly, she resented me for this. She narcissistically believed Noah had climbed onto the bridge to commit suicide because he wanted to be with her. She even threw our newborn child into a fire and stabbed me to death with a kitchen knife! Two lives lost for nothing! Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was!
I said coldly, “Lily, I’m giving you until nightfall to return all the money you spent on Noah to my bank account. Otherwise, I’m going to the police.” “Two hundred thousand dollars is no small sum. The police will definitely investigate.” Lily’s voice carried a hint of anger: “Jack, are you threatening me?” “Well, let me tell you now, it’s right for me to spend your money on Noah, and I absolutely won’t pay you back!” “Then you’ll face the consequences,” I said, and hung up the phone. What little strength I had left my body after that call. My eyelids closed, and I immediately fell into a deep sleep. When I regained consciousness, the sky outside had turned dark. Hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, rapidly approaching my hospital room. I had just sat up in bed when the door was suddenly kicked open from outside. Lily stormed up to me, her face full of rage: “Jack, I’m not paying you back! I want to see what you can do about it!” Noah, dressed in luxury brands from head to toe, hid behind Lily, secretly gauging my expression. These two held hands tightly right in front of me. “Lily, you’re right. I can’t do anything to you, but I’m a man of my word.” “If you don’t return the money, I’m calling the police right now!” I pulled out my phone, about to dial those three numbers. Seeing this, Lily quickly snatched my phone away. She shouted, “Jack, have you gone crazy?” “It’s just two hundred thousand dollars! You have so much money, what’s wrong with spending some on Noah?” “He was just rescued from the bridge. Why can’t we spend some money to comfort his wounded heart?” I laughed coldly, “Did I force him to attempt suicide?” “What does his sudden desire to end his life have to do with me?” “Why should I spend money on someone who’s constantly trying to cheat on me?” Lily looked at me with a sad expression: “Noah just wants to be with me. He has no ill intentions!” “How can you be so heartless? I was blind to have fallen for you back then!” Hearing these words, the last bit of lingering affection I had for Lily vanished into thin air. I said icily, “Since you regret it so much, let’s get a divorce!” A wife whose entire heart belongs to another man isn’t worth keeping anyway! Seeing the serious expression on my face, Lily was shocked. She cried out in disbelief, “Jack, have you gone mad?” “Don’t forget, I’m still carrying your child!” “If you push me too far, don’t you believe I’ll abort this baby right now?” My expression changed: “Are you threatening me?” “It’s not like you haven’t done something like this before.” Rather than having the child burned alive after birth, it would be better for her to disappear from this world before she can feel pain. Lily caught the deeper meaning in my words. Her expression changed, and she pulled Noah, preparing to leave my hospital room. I called out to Lily’s retreating back: “Wait.” Lily raised an eyebrow triumphantly: “What? Are you going to apologize for what you just said?” “You wish,” I replied. “I wanted to tell you, for the sake of our marriage, if you don’t return the money you spent within three days, I really will go to the police.” Lily glared at me angrily and slammed the door shut. Three days later, the money Lily had spent on Noah still hadn’t been returned to my account. Instead, a news story appeared across major media outlets: “Irresponsible Chemical Company CEO’s Mismanagement Leads to Lab Fire.” The comment section below was filled with tens of thousands of comments and shares, all condemning me as a corporate manager. There was even a social media account fabricating false information, claiming that I often forced employees to work overtime and produce substandard products. It misled the public into believing that this fire was caused by my careless placement of chemical reagents. They even posted photos of company documents, making their posts seem more credible. Suddenly, all major mainstream media were full of criticism against me.
Just as I was pondering who could have fabricated these false news stories, my phone suddenly received a call from an unknown number. Noah’s smug voice came through: “Jack, I assume you’ve seen the news online by now.” “If you want the news taken down, you can’t pursue the money Lily spent on me anymore.” “Moreover, you need to transfer all your shares to me and obey my every command!” I said sternly, “You’re dreaming!” Noah arrogantly replied, “Fine! Since you don’t agree, I’ll destroy the company you’ve built over years!” “When you come begging me for mercy later, it’ll be too late!” Noah threatened viciously. “Don’t worry, I’ll never beg a scumbag like you for mercy!” After I hung up the phone, suddenly many reporters flooded into the room. They pointed their intimidating cameras directly at my face. These reporters, with righteous expressions, held their microphones up to me: “Mr. Wilson, is the information circulating online true?” “Are you prepared to face legal consequences for the aftermath of this fire?” All the reporters before me were asking about the false information online. Lily stood behind them, satisfied with the uncomfortable look on my face. The cacophony of voices made my barely recovered body feel short of breath again. Suddenly, a young woman carrying a bouquet of flowers walked into the hospital room. Her face flushed red as she shouted, “The lab fire had nothing to do with the boss!” “If he hadn’t rushed in to save me, I would have died in there!” She looked at me with reddened eyes and handed me the bouquet she was holding. “Boss, thank you for saving my life.” The girl’s words instantly silenced the hospital room.
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