The moment I opened my eyes, my father, John, snatched the university acceptance letter right out of my hand. “Alright, what’s there to look at? Even if you got into a top-tier university, you’re still a worthless drain on resources.” “I finally managed to feed you for eighteen years, hoping you’d start earning money to support the family and help your brother, but you just *had* to keep studying. You’re a truly ungrateful, white-eyed wolf.” My mother, Sarah, was cracking sunflower seeds nearby, her expression sour. “Avery, don’t think just because you got into a fancy college, you’re suddenly some hotshot. Let me tell you, Dylan’s the only one with a future in this family.” “This girl is far too ambitious. It’s a curse.” Seeing my silence, my younger brother, Dylan, his bloated stomach protruding, shoved me hard. I stumbled to the ground, my elbow hitting the floor with a piercing pain that made me gasp. He just bared his teeth and chuckled with glee. “Hey, sis, you haven’t given me my allowance this month. You used to give me five hundred, but since you got into that university, it’s good news, so let’s make it a thousand this time.” Dylan was half a year younger than me, a good-for-nothing. He constantly demanded money, and if I refused, he’d beat me mercilessly. My parents always favored him, watching my bruises and cuts with cold indifference. So, for years, I worked odd jobs after school, not only saving for my tuition but also feeding Dylan, that bottomless pit. But this time, I shook my head and refused him. “I don’t have any money.” As expected, Dylan threw a fit, grabbing the broom from the corner, ready to strike me. My mother, who always indulged him, quickly intervened. “Whoa, my little darling, have you forgotten? Your sister can’t have any more scars on her body right now!” 2. Hearing my mother’s words, Dylan’s fury instantly shifted to a mocking smirk. “Right, sis is too precious now.” “Whatever, it’s just a thousand dollars. Give it or don’t.” John patted Dylan’s shoulder, praising him for being sensible. “My oldest son is the only one who understands things. A thousand dollars? What’s that? I’ll buy you anything you want in a couple of days.” In my past life, I actually believed that because I was the valedictorian of our district, my parents had finally developed a conscience. I never knew they’d already decided to sell me to an old, repulsive bachelor in the county suburbs, Mr. Henderson. My hard-won acceptance letter became not a lifeline, but my bill of sale. Mr. Henderson, though wealthy, was riddled with sores, monstrously ugly, and nearly sixty years old, yet still unmarried. When my parents approached him, he grinned ear to ear. Two hundred thousand dollars for an eighteen-year-old top student as a wife? He couldn’t have been happier. In the dead of night, when my parents delivered me to his house, I struggled in despair, begging him to let me go. After finally escaping with my last ounce of strength, I was hit by a truck and died instantly. After my death, I became a wandering spirit, watching my parents use the money from my sale to feast and drink with Dylan. Mr. Henderson loudly demanded his money back, and that’s when they learned of my death. But they refused to claim my body. “Once a daughter is gone, she’s gone for good—like water poured from a cup. Even without papers, she was yours the moment we handed her over. What does her death have to do with us?” “Avery, that damn girl, deserved her bad luck. She wasn’t meant for a good life. Just bury her wherever.” “We made it clear the money and goods were settled. We handed you a perfectly healthy young woman. If you couldn’t keep an eye on her, don’t blame us.” Recalling all the horrors of my previous life, I pretended not to notice John hiding my acceptance letter. And Sarah’s unsettling smile. I knew that tomorrow night, they’d send me away again. But they didn’t know the apocalyptic heatwave was coming in three days. This time, I would have my revenge, ensuring every person who wronged me would die a gruesome death. 3. The next day, as expected, Sarah burst into my room in the middle of the night, a length of rope clutched in her hand. But she found me already dressed in a simple dress, sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for her. “Mom, I’m going to wear this to meet Mr. Henderson later. Does it look appropriate?” Sarah was stunned for a moment. “You knew we were sending you tonight?” I smiled faintly. “I overheard Dad talking on the phone yesterday.” “Honestly, I’ve had a change of heart. Instead of struggling through hard work and scholarships, it’d be much more comfortable living with Mr. Henderson.” “I heard he saved a lot of money from his business years ago. If I marry him, I’ll have delicious food, nice clothes, and endless blessings.” Sarah seemed unconvinced. “Don’t you dare try to fool me, you little brat. For years, you were so high and mighty, determined to get into that university in the capital. Now you’d give up so easily?” “Don’t even think about sneaking away!” Seeing her outward toughness but sensing a slight softening in her attitude, I leaned closer and whispered. “Mom, I heard Dad asked Mr. Henderson for two hundred thousand dollars, but he lied to you and said it was only one hundred thousand. The other hundred thousand… guess where he plans to use it?” If I hadn’t died once, I would never have known John and Ms. Miller from next door had been together for ages. He was secretly keeping it from Sarah, planning to use that hundred thousand to fix up Ms. Miller’s house. Sarah’s teeth gritted in fury when she heard this. But she had no concrete proof, so she didn’t dare confront John outright. I seized the opportunity to persuade her further. “Mom, Dad is completely infatuated with that woman now; he’s been spending a lot on her.” “Dylan is still in high school, and everything in this family costs money. Right now, Mr. Henderson is the only source of easy cash.” “But if I’m tied up and delivered to his door like a piece of merchandise, he’ll look down on me and won’t be willing to spend much more on me.” “If I go happily, willingly knocking on his door, I can charm him. Then, forget one hundred thousand; he’ll give us five hundred thousand later.” After my speech, Sarah was finally swayed. She put down the rope and quickly frisked me. Then, she dragged me out the door. John was waiting in the truck downstairs. Seeing I wasn’t tied up, he was about to erupt in anger. Sarah leaned over and whispered a few words to him. When he turned back, John was all smiles. “That girl actually has some sense.” 4. Mr. Henderson had bought a two-hundred-square-meter single-story villa in the county suburbs, not far from the city. When the door was knocked, he eagerly flung it open, revealing a wrinkled, smiling face covered in age spots. And a forehead glistening with sweat. “Oh, so this is Avery? She’s even prettier in person.” “Come here, let Grandpa feel your little hand.” He extended his bony hand, grabbing my wrist and refusing to let go, stroking my soft palm over and over. I forced a smile, fighting down my revulsion, and gently pushed him away. “Grandpa, stop messing around. My parents are right here.” John fawned, presenting my university acceptance letter. “Mr. Henderson, here’s the merchandise. My daughter is the real deal, the valedictorian of our district.” “You won’t lose out on this deal.” He certainly wouldn’t. Mr. Henderson was grinning ear to ear. He promptly transferred the money to John, then impatiently pulled me into the house. The moment the door closed, I heard John’s triumphant laugh. “After raising this worthless girl for eighteen years, today, at least, I’ve recouped my investment.” I turned back to see Mr. Henderson, his eyes filled with sickening greed, eager to pounce. I desperately dodged him, gripping his hands. “Grandpa, why don’t you take a shower first?” Mr. Henderson refused, leering as he tried to kiss me. “Girl, don’t play games with your Grandpa. Your old man just took two hundred thousand dollars from me.” At this point, I couldn’t show even a hint of disgust. I just pretended to be shy, turning my face away. “But it’s my first time, and I just want to create a beautiful memory.” “Besides, I came to your door willingly. How much more sincere can I be?” “We’re going to be husband and wife living together from now on. I won’t lie to you.” After I sweet-talked him for a bit, Mr. Henderson’s heart swelled with joy. He had been disliked by everyone his whole life, plagued by illnesses, and had never been with a woman. Let alone an eighteen-year-old girl. “Fine, a shower it is. We’ll shower together.” I chuckled softly, guiding him into the bathroom, then dimmed the lights and told him to start running the water to prepare. Then I turned and walked into the bedroom, pulling out the electric fish stunner I knew was hidden under the bed. 5. In my past life, I was tied up and thrown into Mr. Henderson’s house. Seeing my fierce resistance, he had a twisted look on his face as he pulled out the electric fish stunner. “I spent two hundred thousand dollars to buy you, the valedictorian, not to put you on a pedestal!” “If you don’t willingly sleep with me and give me babies, I’ll electrocute you to death!” With that, he used it to shock my calf. The intense, searing pain made me scream. The more I cried out in agony, the more he leered in excitement. When I desperately tried to escape through the door, the spasms in my calf made me lose strength, and I couldn’t run to the other side of the road in time. That’s how I was struck dead by the oncoming truck. My ribs pierced my lungs, and even in death, the pain was excruciating. Now, I pushed open the door and looked at Mr. Henderson in the bathtub, his face beaming with spring-like delight. I gave him a gentle smile. “Mr. Henderson, close your eyes first. Let Avery give you a surprise.”
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