Rebecca Wilson, the impoverished student I’d sponsored with hundreds of thousands of dollars, showed up at my door on the day she got into college carrying two bags of potatoes to repay my kindness. She was sweet and adorable, instantly catching the eye of my playboy childhood friend Ross Davis. Knowing how hard it had been for her to escape the mountains, I couldn’t bear to see her destroyed, so I sent her abroad for further education. Years later, she returned with her education complete, conspired with Davis Group to hollow out my family’s company, and left me homeless on the streets. Then she brought a gang of thugs to assault me to death. Her eyes revealed bone-deep hatred toward me. “If it weren’t for you, I would have married into the Davis family long ago and wouldn’t have had to suffer so much abroad.” After my rebirth, Rebecca once again knocked on my door carrying two bags of potatoes. “Abigail, I’ve come to repay your kindness!” I kicked her to the ground. “Write up an IOU, then get out!” ***** I was reborn on the day of my eighteenth birthday party. Rebecca arrived at my doorstep carrying two bags of potatoes. “Abigail, thank you for sponsoring my education. I’ve come to repay you!” This was exactly how she’d appeared in my previous life. I’d felt sorry for her traveling such a long way, and when I learned it was also her birthday, I didn’t hesitate to remove the crystal crown from my head and place it on hers, introducing her to all my family and friends. That day, sweet and adorable Rebecca caught my fiancé Ross’s eye at first sight. I knew his philandering nature well. If she fell for his tricks, he would definitely abandon her once he lost interest. All her years of hard work would be wasted. So I decided to help her once more, spending a fortune to send her abroad for further education, completely severing her connection with Ross. However, I never expected she would resent me for blocking her path to marrying into wealth. The first thing Rebecca wanted to do after returning with her education was to conspire with Davis Group to hollow out my family’s company, causing my parents’ deaths. Only then did I learn that years ago, she had deliberately chosen my birthday party to dress up and come “repay” me, all to find a rich man to marry. Later, when I was homeless on the streets, Rebecca appeared before me in exquisite luxury clothing and said, “Do you know how much I suffered waiting for this day? You dared to compete with me for Ross, so you should have known this would be your fate!” With that, she stepped aside while a dozen thugs dragged me into hell. Now, wearing an exquisite gown, high heels, and a crystal crown, I looked at the potatoes in Rebecca’s hands unmoved. “Over these ten years, I’ve given you hundreds of thousands of dollars, and you plan to repay me with two bags of potatoes?” She stood there stunned, clearly not expecting me to refuse her so bluntly. Biting her lip, she asked sadly, “Abigail, how can you say such a thing? These potatoes are the most precious and finest things we mountain people have. I usually can’t bear to eat them myself.” “Oh, really?” I raised an eyebrow, looking at her outfit worth over twenty thousand dollars, along with her smooth skin and refined makeup. Over the years, she’d sometimes claimed her grandfather needed surgery, sometimes that her grandmother was in the ICU, all to con money from me, yet she was living quite well. Rebecca guiltily covered the logo on her clothes, but she still showed no intention of leaving. Instead, she craned her neck to peer inside my house. I looked at her with amusement. “What? Do you want to live here?” Having her thoughts exposed, she blushed with embarrassment. “No, no. Abigail, how could you think that of me? I’m not that kind of greedy girl. I just… I just want to repay you!” Rebecca’s voice grew louder and louder, her initially pitiful whimper transforming into an indignant roar. Anyone unaware of the situation would think I’d done something unforgivable to her. Just like in my previous life, Ross heard the commotion from inside the house and rushed out. Her tears hung on her face like pearls, her sweet and pitiful appearance instantly triggering his protective instincts. His lust stirred again as he sternly questioned me without courtesy: “Abigail! You’re bullying people again. Can’t you fix that nasty temper of yours? A shrew like you will never marry me in this lifetime!” Then he turned around, leering at Rebecca. “Don’t be afraid. What’s your name? Whatever’s wrong, tell me and I’ll help you!”
Rebecca looked Ross up and down, her gaze finally settling on the expensive watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars on his wrist. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with feigned strength, “Hello, I’m fine. My name is Rebecca. Abigail was disgusted by the potatoes I brought her. She’s helped me so much that even if she scolds me, I should bear it.” Her voice made Ross’s heart flutter. To defend her, he pointed at me and cursed, “Abigail, do you think being rich makes you so great? Apologize to Rebecca right now! Otherwise, I won’t let this slide!” Watching their interaction made me sick. I ignored him and turned to go inside. Ross seemed to feel that my refusal to apologize made him lose face. He strode over and blocked my path: “Didn’t you hear me talking to you?” Having been reborn, I had no time to waste on this scumbag. I slapped him so hard it left him dizzy and disoriented. I shook my stinging hand, and Rebecca at the doorway cried out in distress, “Ross!” She wanted to come help Ross, almost stepping into my house. “Stop right there! Rebecca, neither you nor dogs are allowed in my house. Just wait there!” I went inside and quickly printed out all the records of my financial support for her over the years, totaling six hundred and fifty thousand dollars. I came back out and slapped the papers against her face: “Sign the IOU, then get as far away as possible!” “Abigail, you’re so shameless! How can you have the nerve to ask for this money back?” Ross recovered and walked over unsteadily, one hand covering his face, the other pointing at me. Though he kept talking to me, his eyes never left Rebecca’s heaving chest. I smiled and asked, “What? Are you going to pay her debt?” Ross froze. Although he was wealthy, he wasn’t stupid. He couldn’t bear to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on a girl he’d just met. But Rebecca didn’t know this. Hearing my words, she felt delighted, then quickly lowered her head to hide the greed and excitement in her eyes. She hurriedly said, “No, no, I’ll pay back what I owe Abigail myself. Ross, if you helped me, I’d feel so guilty I couldn’t sleep.” With this excuse, Ross grabbed her hand and gazed at her affectionately: “Don’t worry, how could I bear to make you feel so guilty you can’t sleep? I absolutely won’t help you pay the debt!” “What?” Rebecca’s smile froze on her face. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Since you’re going to pay it back, you won’t mind writing an IOU.” No matter how Ross mocked me, I wouldn’t compromise. In the end, Rebecca reluctantly signed the IOU. A tear dropped onto the paper. She looked up at me and said bitterly, “Abigail, if this is how it is, why did you sponsor me in the first place?” I rolled my eyes: “If I hadn’t sponsored you, could you have gotten into college? The money I’m asking back is only what I gave you beyond tuition and living expenses. You know where that money went! And stop calling me by my first name so familiarly.” With that, I turned and went back inside, slamming the door hard. From outside came faint sobbing: “Ross, today is actually my birthday too. Why can Abigail be as beautiful as a princess while I can only be bullied?” Through the floor-to-ceiling window, I watched Ross put his arm around Rebecca’s waist: “Rebecca, from now on you’ll be my little princess!” Then they slowly walked away. I thought to myself: “Rebecca, you don’t know yet that the Davis family is already in deep trouble, do you? What is Ross going to use to spoil you like a princess?”
When I entered the house, Ross’s parents Owen Davis and Melissa Davis rushed over to me. Seeing me return alone, they asked anxiously, “Abigail, where’s Ross? Didn’t he go out to find you?” “He ran off chasing some girl from the countryside.” Owen and Melissa immediately flew into a rage: “What the hell is wrong with that bastard! Abigail, don’t worry, we’ll drag him back here right away!” Watching their hurried departure, I smiled. I wasn’t in a rush—they were the ones who should be panicking. My family and the Davis family were old friends. Ross and I had been engaged since childhood. A few years ago, when the Davis family dominated the business world, they never mentioned our engagement and let Ross play around with other girls. These past couple of years, after they fell from grace, they constantly brought up our engagement. Owen and Melissa spoiled Ross rotten, never letting him worry about business matters, so he had no idea about his family’s dire financial situation. When they pressured him about marriage, he just assumed I was madly in love with him and desperate to marry him. In my previous life, my parents knew Ross’s true nature and opposed our marriage, but they never hesitated to help the Davis family financially in business. So later, the Davis family used my family’s money to make their comeback, then teamed up with Rebecca to destroy my family. When my father lay in his hospital bed unable to pay his medical bills, the Davis family came to visit with their heads held high. They said: “Liam, look at yourself. If only you had married Abigail into our family earlier, how wonderful that would have been. For the sake of our years of friendship, I won’t abandon her after you die. Though of course, she’s no longer worthy of my son. Our driver just got divorced recently—he’s honest and decent, just a bit older. I’ll introduce Abigail to him.” At that time, my father was already gravely ill and couldn’t speak. He was so enraged he wanted to cough up blood, but the blood blocked his throat, causing him to suffocate to death. And I was held down by the bodyguards they brought, forced to watch helplessly as he died in agony before my eyes. After the banquet ended and all the guests had left, I threw my arms around my parents and cried endlessly. Unlike the cold corpses from my previous life, my mother gently patted my back while my father anxiously stamped his feet asking what was wrong: “Did Ross bully you? I’ll go teach him a lesson!” I grabbed hold of him as he put on his coat to go out, bit my lip, and shook my head: “Dad, Mom, if I told you that continuing to help the Davis family would get you killed by them, would you believe me?” After hearing my surreal explanation, they still believed me unconditionally. My father slammed the table, cursing the Davis family’s ingratitude, then cried as he comforted me: “Abigail, you must have been so scared.” Looking at our warm home and my kind, loving parents, this reunion felt incredibly precious. I silently swore that in this life, I would protect all of this. The story of the farmer and the snake only needed to happen once. Both my father’s and my phones rang simultaneously. I received a message from Rebecca: [Abigail, Ross and I are together now. You can’t keep coveting him anymore, okay?] She included a photo of herself wearing an exquisite diamond necklace, posing intimately with Ross at a five-star hotel. My father received a message from Owen: [Liam, my company is having cash flow problems and urgently needs twenty million dollars. You must wire me the money tomorrow morning. Thanks.] We turned off our phones. Then, our family of three left that very night for a beautiful island vacation, ignoring those scumbags and enjoying the sunshine and beaches to our hearts’ content. I didn’t return home until the day before college started, ten days later. Enemies always seem to find each other. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Rebecca and Ross being intimate at the school entrance.
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