Tale of Two Lives
When I was reborn, Horace was pressing me down on the bed.
His phone rang with a piercing ringtone, interrupting him from undressing me. After seeing the caller ID, the desire in his eyes instantly disappeared.
Throwing a random bath towel on my body, he said, "Leave. My new girlfriend doesn't like it when I smell like someone else."
Without another word, I got dressed and left without any complaint.
In my past life, I wasn't willing to leave, and clung onto him, throwing away all my dignity, and I even became crippled after saving him during a car accident.
As I wished, I became his wife, only because he said, "Let's have a baby. Then, even if I was no longer around, our child would be able to take care of you."
I endured several life-threatening medical crises during my pregnancy, but then I overheard him talking to Vivian, "Vivi, you'll be saved once the kid is born."
"But that's you and Rose's child, isn't it? Wouldn't she get mad if she knew?"
Horace's voice was ice-cold. "I only let her live because she could still give birth. Did she think that I'd fall for a cripple?"
In my anger, I pulled out my oxygen tube, and both I and my baby died.
Now that I was reborn, I would never walk the same path once more.