Swap destinies

During Christmas, my husband asked his childhood sweetheart to give me a few hamburgers. After eating the first hamburger, the hospital notified me that my physical examination results were ready, confirming I had cancer. Yet simultaneously, my husband’s childhood sweetheart’s leukemia mysteriously disappeared, and she was suddenly glowing with health. After eating the second hamburger, my restaurant was suddenly exposed for food safety issues, faced massive compensation claims, and ultimately went bankrupt. Meanwhile, my husband’s childhood sweetheart won a gold medal at an international cake competition. After eating the third hamburger, my parents died from carbon monoxide poisoning at home. I was suspected of killing my parents for insurance money and was despised by everyone. Suffering from poverty and illness, I froze to death under a bridge. Meanwhile, my husband’s childhood sweetheart was recognized by her billionaire biological parents, gaining both fame and fortune, receiving endless love, and forming a perfect couple with my husband, living happily ever after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Christmas Day when I was about to eat those hamburgers. 1 “Here, try a bite. Alyssa made this hamburger especially for you, it smells delicious…” In the blink of an eye, Harrison Moore had already picked up a hamburger and held it to my lips. I jumped up from my seat as if sitting on pins, grabbed my bag and headed for the door. “I’m not eating anymore, you two carry on. I suddenly have a business meeting to attend, I need to go out.” This familiar scene made me instantly realize I had been reborn. I remembered how in my previous life, as I lay dying, Harrison and Alyssa Locke came to mock me, saying they had exchanged a few “lucky” hamburgers for my good fortune. It was all because I was too stupid and too kind, trusting them so easily! Now, I was walking away without hesitation. Let’s see whose good luck they could steal this time! Harrison’s eyes reddened with anxiety as he blocked the doorway. “Honey, don’t rush. I’ll pack the hamburger for you to eat on the way. Otherwise, once you get busy, you’ll forget to eat and ruin your stomach. Or I could go with you and make sure you eat?” Harrison was like a shadow I couldn’t shake off, insisting on watching me eat the hamburger. I matched his tone, lying with a straight face: “No need. My business partner said they’ll treat me to a big meal after our meeting. If I eat a hamburger now, I won’t have room for anything else.” Harrison’s brows knotted into a tight frown. “Well… at least eat one hamburger? It’s Alyssa’s gesture of goodwill, and eating hamburgers on Christmas is supposed to bring good luck.” Looking at Harrison’s fake concern for me, I felt nothing but disgust. I snapped: “No time, I’m in a hurry! Harrison!” I pushed him aside and reached for the doorknob, but Harrison kept squeezing in front of me, constantly urging me to eat at least one hamburger, pushing it toward my face. Furious, I angrily swatted the hamburger out of his hand, sending it crashing to the floor! “Great, now the hamburger’s on the floor. What are you going to make me eat now? This is your fault for pressuring me.” “Not only did you waste food, but you also broke the plate. How unlucky on Christmas! It’s all because of you bringing bad luck. Pah! You only bring misfortune wherever you go!” Harrison was stunned by my accusatory attitude. I quickly pushed the door open, but Alyssa grabbed my wrist! “Sister, don’t blame Harrison. It doesn’t matter that the hamburger fell. I made several especially for you. I have plenty more—just take one bite, please.” I felt a suffocating pressure in my chest. Why was Alyssa so persistent? I snapped: “Are you deaf? I’m rushing to make money, I don’t have time! Stop blocking me. Since you’re so free, why don’t you clean up the floor instead!” Alyssa was also stunned by my outburst. Previously, I had been kind to Harrison and polite to Alyssa by extension. But after being reborn, who would be polite to their enemies! However, I had come to Harrison’s hometown for a family dinner, and the table was surrounded by his extended family. Seeing that I had scolded both him and Alyssa, these people were not pleased. His uncle said with a snide, condescending tone: “Well, we understand! She’s a big boss who looks down on us village folk. She thinks it’s beneath her to eat at the same table with us, that’s why she’s in such a hurry to leave.” Harrison’s second aunt joined in stirring up trouble: “Exactly! That’s why we said Harrison should have married Alyssa instead. Then us old folks wouldn’t be looked down upon. What a shame!” “Harrison’s wife, if that’s not what you meant, then you must pick up this hamburger and eat it today! Don’t you know to respect food?” “Life was so hard in the past. We would wash and eat things picked from garbage heaps. And here you are being picky? In my opinion, you and Harrison aren’t meant to be together. You might as well end it…” These self-important elders had always favored Alyssa in my previous life and had given me no end of trouble. For Harrison’s sake, I had endured it again and again. Now, I clapped my hands with gleeful satisfaction and said: “You’re right. I do think your entire family is beneath me, and I don’t want to continue this marriage. Harrison, let’s get divorced. See you at the civil affairs bureau!” Harrison suddenly panicked. If he divorced me, how could he help Alyssa steal my good fortune?

2 Harrison was so frightened that he immediately cursed at his relatives: “Shut up! All of you stop meddling!” His aunts and uncles felt wronged and said, “Harrison, we’re only doing this for your own good…” Then they took turns criticizing him for being disrespectful and unfilial to his elders. Harrison’s headache was getting worse; he felt like his head was about to explode. I took the opportunity to walk toward the door. From behind came Alyssa’s crying, tinged with a deliberately feminine, tearful voice: “Sister, just go. I know you’re disgusted by my leukemia and think I’m dirty, which is why you won’t eat the hamburger I made with my own hands. I don’t have many days left, and all I wanted was to have one last family meal with you all. Won’t you even grant me this wish?… Waaah, my darling fan babies, I’m so heartbroken!” Alyssa was sobbing and complaining directly into the camera. That’s when I realized she had started a livestream! With her persona as a beautiful woman fighting illness, she had already amassed over a million followers. I immediately checked my phone and saw that her livestream already had hundreds of thousands of viewers, with the number constantly increasing. The comment section was flooded with people cursing at me! “Who is this woman? She’s so cold-blooded. That smug face makes me want to punch her! Leukemia isn’t contagious, what’s wrong with eating a hamburger?” “She’s obviously looking down on her. Thinks she’s so high and mighty. Wait, I recognize her—that’s Kennedy Thompson, the CEO of that restaurant chain.” “Let’s expose her, get her trending, and boycott her business. Don’t spend money at her restaurants and support this heartless woman!” Seeing Alyssa’s secretly smirking lips, I felt both angry and anxious. Christmas was the peak season for restaurant bookings. If the public boycotted now, the losses would be enormous and impossible to recover from! Alyssa continued her fake act: “My precious little fans, don’t misunderstand. I think my sister was just in a hurry to discuss some business deal and snapped at me in the heat of the moment.” She picked up another hamburger and said, “If my sister just takes one bite of this hamburger, it will prove she doesn’t discriminate against sick people, and everyone can stop affecting the business she worked so hard to build.” The comments were flooding in, demanding that I eat the hamburger. The way things were going, if I didn’t eat it, I wouldn’t have a peaceful day! But in the next second, I opened the hospital’s official account on my phone and pointed the electronic appointment record at Alyssa’s livestream camera, crying out loudly: “I’m a patient too! Please leave me alone.” I explained how I, this workaholic spaghetti, had ruined my stomach from irregular meals while building my business—all true. Then I made up a story about how my stomach had been burning like fire lately, that I’d even vomited blood, and suspected stomach cancer, which was why I’d scheduled a medical examination. “I might not have much time left either. I was feeling terrible and just wanted to find a place to cry alone. There’s already one sick person here, and I didn’t want to bring everyone down. That’s why I was rushing out. My stomach hurts, and I can’t eat anything, but Alyssa insisted I stay. I got upset and lost my temper. I’m sorry for ruining everyone’s Christmas!” After seeing my previous medical records, the viewers believed me even more. The tide of public opinion immediately shifted, and they started blaming Alyssa instead. “Alyssa, just because you’re sick, you can’t see that she’s suffering too? Did you have to force her to cry in public before you’d be satisfied?” “This poor CEO worked so hard to get where she is, and just when she could finally enjoy life, she got sick. How tragic! And you nearly destroyed her business—that’s so cruel!” Seeing the situation turning against her, Alyssa collapsed on the floor crying, speaking in that fake, theatrical tone: “It’s all my fault! My leukemia is getting worse, and my eyes aren’t working well. I couldn’t tell my sister was suffering. I’m hurting people! I should have died long ago!” Immediately, her die-hard fans came to her defense: “Don’t forget, Alyssa is the real patient here. As for that CEO, she hasn’t even been diagnosed yet. What’s she crying about? If she’s this fragile, I’m surprised she hasn’t died of fright already!” Perfect opportunity! I immediately shouted that I didn’t want to live anymore, covered my face, and ran away, putting on a full suicidal act and playing up my vulnerability to the max. With that, both the people criticizing me and Alyssa’s livestream were immediately flooded with a tidal wave of angry comments. “How could you push a sick person like that? What if something happens to her? And Alyssa, you started all this—you’re at fault too!” Alyssa’s face turned green from all the criticism. Meanwhile, I was already driving, racing toward the hospital. Although I hadn’t received any cancer diagnosis notification this time, I decided to go to the hospital in person to be sure. However, halfway there, a sudden, intense pain shot through my stomach! I managed to drive to the hospital entrance, but as soon as I got out of the car, everything started spinning, and I collapsed to the ground. Why? I hadn’t even touched those hamburgers, so why was this happening?

3 I don’t know how much time had passed when I heard my parents crying, saying, “Our daughter is still Christmas young! If someone had to get sick, it should have been us. Why did she have to be the one with cancer?” Beside them, Harrison was putting on a fake show: “Mom, Dad, it’s all my fault for not taking better care of Kennedy. Don’t worry, I’ll stay with her until the very end…” But in my previous life, wasn’t I killed by Harrison? I jolted upright in my hospital bed, struggling to sit up. Harrison put on a concerned face and said, “Honey, you’re awake. Did… did you hear everything just now? Since you know you have stomach cancer, you really shouldn’t be starving yourself.” He handed me a still-warm hamburger. “Here, have a burger.” I felt a bone-chilling terror! In my previous life, Harrison had tricked me into eating a second hamburger with these exact same words after I was hospitalized with stomach cancer. Then I received the call about the restaurant incident, followed by the business going bankrupt. I couldn’t afford hospital treatment and lived miserably! Thinking of this, I violently slapped the hamburger out of his hand. “Get out! Harrison, I told you I want a divorce!” Harrison knelt on the floor picking up the mess, looking pitiful as he said, “Kennedy, I know you look down on me for coming from a rural background, and you look down on things from my family, but I’m really thinking about your health. Cancer patients shouldn’t go hungry. Even if you just take one bite… I won’t agree to a divorce. I want to take care of you. After you recover, if you still don’t want me, I’ll accept it!” After Harrison’s performance, passing patients began pointing fingers at me. “With such a good husband, what’s this woman complaining about? She must be a terrible person to deserve cancer as karma!” My parents were moved by him too and tried to persuade me: “Kennedy, be reasonable. Harrison’s sincerity is rare. Just eat something.” Mom picked up the remaining hamburger and held it to my lips, tears in her eyes as she said, “If you reach the point where you can’t eat anything, that’s the end! Please eat something, if only to give your parents peace of mind!” The elderly woman’s tone was almost begging. Looking at their graying hair, I nearly gave in on impulse. But just as I opened my mouth, I turned my head away and refused. “I won’t eat a hamburger. I’ll eat something else. Shouldn’t you be considering the patient’s feelings right now? Just seeing Harrison makes me upset. I can’t eat anything!” At this, my parents had no choice but to ask Harrison to leave first. I breathed a sigh of relief as my father wiped his tears and brought me a bowl of soup. “Alright, Kennedy, whatever issues you have with Harrison, you’ll at least eat what your parents made, right? Don’t starve yourself.” I nodded and opened the thermos. A strong meaty smell hit me. Something felt wrong. I asked, “Mom, Dad, don’t you usually make clear mushroom soup?” Dad stammered, “It’s a holiday, so of course we should eat more meat. We made you egg and ground meat soup…” My parents were honest people who blushed whenever they lied. I said sternly, “If you don’t tell me the truth, I won’t eat anything today!” Having been reborn, I needed to be exceptionally vigilant. Mom immediately rushed to my bedside, crying as she confessed: “Kennedy, you can’t go hungry! This soup is from Harrison! He said you had a little argument, and he was afraid you’d be angry and refuse to eat what he brought, which would hurt your stomach. So he asked us to help so he could take care of you…” My teeth clenched in fury! Looking carefully, the ground meat in the soup was actually hamburger filling, with the bun mixed in so thoroughly you couldn’t notice unless you looked closely. Harrison was determined to harm me! Just then, the doctor came in for rounds and frowned, saying, “Didn’t I tell the family it’s just acute gastritis? Why are you crying so sadly? This really affects the patient’s mood.” Mom froze, then said, “But Harrison said it was stomach cancer. He told us to quickly feed Kennedy more food so she could hold on…” I gave a cold laugh. Harrison had manipulated my parents and given me quite a “surprise.” I was actually fine, and now it was his turn! Why not give him a “surprise” of my own? I took the thermos and walked downstairs. Harrison hadn’t left yet; he was still waiting there. “Honey, why did you come down?” I smiled with a hint of mischief and said, “I think I’ll have more appetite if I eat while walking. Want to join me?” Harrison naturally wanted to keep an eye on me. So he watched helplessly as I walked to the hospital entrance, raised my hand, and poured the entire bowl of meat soup out for several stray mangy dogs! I wanted to see what kind of fate Alyssa, Harrison’s secret lover, would exchange with these stray dogs this time. Seeing this, Harrison let out a terrible cry and lunged forward, fighting with the dogs for the food!

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