I had been married to Charles Foster for ten years, believing we were a loving couple. But I accidentally witnessed him in our bedroom with Rebecca, his childhood sweetheart, boasting about my suffering. “Her parents should have died long ago. I arranged that car accident to make sure they died without any pain. Wasn’t that considerate of me?” Charles sneered. “That bitch giving birth to my child? In the past ten years, she’s been pregnant eight times, and I made her miscarry eight times. Each time she felt so guilty, thinking it was her fault for not taking good care of herself. You should have seen her face,” he laughed cruelly. “She deserves all of this! Ten years ago, she embarrassed you in front of everyone by correcting your table manners. For these ten years, I’ve made her our slave, to pay for her sins!” My world spun as I burst in to confront them. But they pushed me into a fire, burning me alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back ten years ago, on the day my parents asked me to choose who to marry. In my previous life, I had stubbornly chosen Charles Foster, the illegitimate son no one liked, against my parents’ wishes. This time… 0
“Lily, have you really made up your mind? You’re choosing… Charles Foster?” My father asked, his brow furrowed with concern. I looked at my parents’ young faces, their eyes filled with worry and care for me. It felt like a lifetime ago. In my previous life, I had stood right here, ignoring their objections and stubbornly choosing Charles. Then, my parents died in a car crash on their way to the hospital when I was pregnant for the first time. The truck that hit them seemed to have lost control. Unable to bear the shock, I miscarried. Charles held me as I lay weak and vulnerable, tenderly vowing to take care of me for life. Then he smoothly took over the Davis family business. Over the next ten years, I miscarried eight times. Until I caught him with Rebecca Lee in our bedroom, gleefully savoring my pain. Only then did I learn that my parents’ car accident was arranged by him, and he was behind my eight miscarriages. They even had a ten-year-old son together. He had married me only for revenge. Revenge for my one comment years ago, when I corrected Rebecca’s table manners, embarrassing her in front of others. I confronted them, but he and the woman I hated most pushed me into a raging fire. The agony of being burned alive – I would never forget it. “I won’t choose him,” I heard myself say, my voice unnaturally calm. My parents were stunned, their faces full of disbelief. After all, everyone in high society knew that I, Lily Davis, loved Charles Foster to the point of being pathetic. Some even said I was like a dog he kept. I met their gaze and enunciated each word clearly: “The person I want to marry is Charles’s uncle, Alexander Foster.” Alexander Foster was five years older than Charles but was the true power holder in the Foster family. In my previous life, by the time I died, he had become a legendary figure in the financial news, leading the Foster family to unprecedented heights. My parents’ surprise quickly turned to joy. “Good, good! Alexander is steady and capable, so much better than that illegitimate son Charles!” “An older man is better, he’ll know how to treat you well.” They happily went off to contact the Foster family about changing the marriage arrangement. I walked out of the mansion alone, wanting some fresh air. At the door, I ran into the last couple I wanted to see. Charles, and Rebecca Lee by his side. The moment he saw me, his eyes flashed with intense disgust. He walked straight towards me. A loud slap landed on my face. “Lily Davis, you’ve got some nerve, making me wait outside for so long!” Charles snarled. I held my stinging cheek, the pain sharp and hot. At this point in my previous life, Charles was just an illegitimate son relying on my family’s influence. He wouldn’t have dared to even raise his voice at me, only sweet-talking me in a low voice. He definitely wouldn’t have dared to hit me. I raised my head and looked into his cold, hateful eyes. In an instant, I realized – he had been reborn too. 0
Charles probably thought I would cry and beg him not to hate me, like I did in my previous life. Unfortunately for him, I wouldn’t do that anymore. I raised my hand and, using all my strength, slapped him back hard. “Smack!” The sound was louder and crisper than when he had hit me. Charles was stunned by the blow, five finger marks quickly appearing on his handsome face. Rebecca Lee beside him hadn’t even had time to hide her smug smile before it froze on her face. I didn’t give her time to react, immediately following up with another slap to her face. Then I shook my stinging hand, looking at them like they were two filthy cockroaches. I coldly ordered the butler: “Take these two out and slap their mouths eighty times each.” The butler was stunned for a moment but quickly bowed and complied. “Lily Davis! Have you gone mad? How dare you treat me like this?” Charles struggled, his face contorted as he howled. “Don’t you believe I’ll call off the engagement right now? When the Davis family becomes a laughingstock, let’s see if you’ll kneel and beg me!” I laughed. I didn’t even have the interest to look at him again. Two security guards dragged him away, and the crisp sound of slaps soon echoed outside the mansion. Hearing those punishing sounds, the resentment I had harbored for ten years finally began to dissipate a little. He still thought he was the powerful Mr. Foster who could do whatever he wanted, forgetting that now he was just an illegitimate son who could barely survive without the Foster family and us Davises. Without me, Lily Davis, Charles Foster was nothing. Thank God for giving me a chance to start over. This time, I would protect my family and make this pair of scumbags pay dearly. The next day, as I was pruning roses in the garden, Rebecca Lee showed up at our door. Her cheeks were swollen high, thick makeup unable to hide the marks. Her eyes were full of venom as she looked at me. “Lily Davis, you’ve got some nerve. You were pushed into a fire and burned to a crisp, yet somehow you managed to be reborn,” she spat. I paused in cutting a rose in full bloom. So, she had been reborn too. “What does it matter if you’re reborn?” She proudly patted her belly. “I’m already carrying Charles’s child. He loves me. You, you bitch, are only fit to be my servant!” In my previous life, hearing these words would have made me feel like I couldn’t breathe from the pain. But now, I just found it laughable. Had she forgotten that she was now just a poor girl working a minimum wage job, with less than $500 to her name? I couldn’t be bothered to waste words on her. I dropped the pruning shears and pushed past her to leave. She screamed dramatically as if hit by a train, falling backwards. The next second, Charles’s figure rushed out from around the corner with a roar: “Lily Davis!” He tenderly helped Rebecca up, holding her in his arms, then warned me with an icy glare. “I’m warning you, if you dare touch a hair on Rebecca’s head again, our engagement is off!” I really wanted to laugh out loud. How blind was I in my previous life to fall for such an idiot? “Charles, don’t you know yet?” I said coldly. “The Davis family’s marriage partner this time isn’t you, the illegitimate son.” “It’s your uncle, Alexander Foster.” The anger and tenderness on his face instantly froze, turning to extreme shock. “…What did you say? Lily Davis, what new trick are you playing!” 0
I couldn’t be bothered to say another word to him. The news about the change in marriage partner would soon reach him from the Foster family. Unable to marry into the Davis family, his already precarious position as an ignored illegitimate son would likely become even more difficult. Over the next few days, my phone was nearly blown up by calls from Charles. From initial questioning to later fury, and finally to cursing. I didn’t answer a single call or reply to any message. Finally annoyed, I simply blocked him. I never imagined he would dare to kidnap me. That day, as I was leaving the mall after shopping, I took a shortcut and was ambushed by Charles at the entrance of an alley. The two bodyguards with me, assigned by my family, stood motionless on Charles’s side. Charles sneered at them contemptuously, making grand promises. “I’ll be the master of the Davis family in the future. If you know what’s good for you, don’t get in my way. Otherwise, when I control the Davis family, you’ll suffer the consequences.” They believed him so easily. After all, in my previous life, my love for Charles was well-known. They probably thought I was just throwing a tantrum. I was roughly shoved into a car by Charles’s men and taken to a place I would never forget for the rest of my life. That abandoned factory, where I had been pushed into the fire in my previous life. The air seemed to still be filled with the smell of burning flesh, a nightmare etched deep into my soul. My whole body went cold, trembling uncontrollably. Charles dragged me out of the car, looking down at me with a pitying expression. “Lily, stop pretending. I know you’re just playing hard to get.” “Now, kowtow to me three times, then announce our engagement to the world, and I’ll forgive your willfulness this time.” Looking at his smug face, I felt utterly disgusted. “Who do you think you are?” Enraged by my words, he slapped me hard across the face. “Lily Davis, don’t push your luck!” He lost patience, his face showing the viciousness I was most familiar with from my previous life. “I’ve already told your parents about your disappearance. They’re on their way here now.” “I’ll arrange another car accident, just like last time, to make them die the same way again.” My mind went blank with a roar. The scene of my parents’ tragic death from my previous life replayed in my mind. I could no longer stand, collapsing to the ground, shaking violently. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Charles stood there, savoring my desperate and painful expression with satisfaction. Just then, several blinding headlights suddenly illuminated the entire alley. Alexander Foster got out of a car with his men. With just one look from him, the men behind him quickly subdued Charles and his accomplices, forcefully pushing them into the cars. I was still in shock, clutching Alexander’s sleeve tightly. “My parents? What happened to my parents?” He took off his coat and draped it over my shoulders, looking at me with those deep eyes, his voice steady and reassuring. “Don’t be afraid. I arranged protection in advance. Your parents are safe.” My nerves, stretched to the limit, finally snapped at hearing these words. My vision went black, and I knew no more.
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