Ch. My previous life 12 My previous life 12

Ididn’t hold back. 

His pale 

complexion instantly flushed red and swelled where my hand had landed. 

Leaning in close, I spoke slowly, each word cutting like a blade. 

“You’ve known Linda Lowe for a long time. I already figured that out. You like her, don’t you? So why are you here pretending to be devoted to 

“You just want to string one along, use me, while playing lapdog to your precious little angel You’re no better than your mother, that homewrecking whore–absolutely pathetic.” 

As the final word left my lips, a stom brewed in his 

But he couldn’t say a single word in response. 

eyes, dark and turbulent. 

İscoffed, letting go of his collar, and walked away without looking back 

That night, I had a dream. 

Unusually, it was about what happened after my death in my previous life. 

After I stabbed Linda in the chest with the cake knite, I succumbed to the unbearable pain and died. 

However, she was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. 

+25 Bonus 

Outside her hospital room, Alec grabbed Shawn by the collar and demanded, “You said you’d take care of everything! You said you’d protect 

her 

Shawn shrugged off his hand and replied coldly, “I’ve already agreed t the Wood family without my help? Don’t push your luck.” 

Ito share her with you. Do you think you, an illegitimate son, could control 

Alee stumbled back a few steps, retorting, “Your help? It was 

He abruptly stopped mid–sentence, his words hanging in the air. 

Shawn let out a cold laugh. 

“That’s right. It was my sister who helped you. But she’s dead now. And the person who threw the acid on her? That was someone personally contacted and arranged. Have you forgotten?” 

Alex stood silently in place, motionless. 

The red light above the operating room door continued to blink. 

Moments later, Linda was wheeled out. 

The doctor said, “The patient is still in critical condition. 

sgaze flickered over her pale, bloodless face, his eyes trembling over so slightly. 

Then, 

n, with eerie calmness, he said, “I haven’t forgotten, and I’ve never regretted it.” 

1 jolted awake from the nightmare, stumbling into the bathroom. 

Clutching the edge of the toilet, I dry–heaved for what felt like an eternity.