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After six months of an online relationship, I was sold by my online boyfriend for three thousand dollars to a wretched man.

The wretched man imprisoned and tortured me to death.

But to my surprise, I was reborn.

1

After being tortured to death by the wretched man, I watched helplessly as my online boyfriend and the wretched man destroyed my body.

I saw my parents exhaust their savings trying to find me, only to die in a car accident.

I watched as my online boyfriend deceived one girl after another.

These girls were sold for thousands, sometimes even just hundreds.

Some were tricked into going to a dangerous area known for human trafficking, some were raped, and others were blackmailed with nude photos.

The man responsible for all this remained perfectly hidden, transforming into a successful person with the money he swindled, eventually marrying a wealthy and beautiful woman and living a happy life.

I was unwilling, angry, and wished I could make them pay.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day before I was supposed to meet my online boyfriend.

Looking at myself in the mirror, there were no scars on my body, my tendons were intact, and my rosy, pretty face showed no signs of abuse.

"I'm back!"

My eyes welled up with tears as I pinched my thigh hard.

It hurt, it really hurt.

Thank goodness, I wasn't dreaming!

The joy of being reborn almost made me cry tears of happiness.

"Honey, I cut some fruit for you, " came the familiar voice from outside. I quickly opened the door and rushed into my mom's arms.

Startled, she quickly moved the plate aside and patted me with lingering fear.

"You scared me! What's going on?"

Sensing something was off, my mom gently stroked my back.

The familiar scent calmed my restless heart. I lay in her arms, shaking my head slightly.

After a while, I looked up, smiling happily.

"I'm fine, Mom."

Seeing my red eyes, my mom looked worried.

"Honey, did something upset you? Tell me."

Seeing her worried expression, I almost cried again.

Back then, my parents only ran a small breakfast shop in town. To give their only daughter a better life, they started a business.

Step by step, they reached where they were today.

We were not extremely wealthy, but we almost had what others had.

My parents always tried to fulfill all my requests, providing me with both material comfort and abundant love.

Perhaps because they protected me so well, I ended up facing what happened later.

I didn't want to worry my mom, so I smiled and wiped my eyes.

"It's nothing, Mom. I just got emotional reading a novel."

Hearing this, my mom sighed in relief and couldn't help but tap my head.

"You! Have some fruit first. What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you."

I held onto her arm, acting playfully spoiled.

"Anything you make, I love."

My mom was delighted, chatted with me for a bit, and then went to cook.

Although we had a maid, my mom would cook for my dad and me whenever she had time.

When I thought about my parents' car accident in the end, my smile turned to hatred.

I must avenge the past life's grievances, not just for myself but for all the girls who went through the same ordeal.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was Richard Hudson, my online boyfriend, and the person who ruined my family in my past life.

"Baby, it's my birthday tomorrow. Can you come and celebrate with me? How about I come to your city? After the birthday, I'll take you home."

Richard was handsome, had a pleasant voice, and was gentle and considerate. We met through gaming.

He was skilled and calm, always helping me solve problems.

Initially, we were just game partners, but his constant hints and gentle advances gradually turned us into an online couple.

He wasn't in a rush, and after over six months of the online relationship, he suggested meeting.

He rarely mentioned it, only occasionally imagining what it would be like when we met.

Moreover, it was his birthday, and he was coming to my city.

My defenses were slowly worn down.

Later, I learned this was his usual tactic.

Girls from families lacking love would agree to meet within a month under his approach.

But this time, I would not only expose Richard's true nature but also bring him to justice!

2

"Sure, I'd love to meet you too."

I agreed to Richard's invitation without hesitation.

I decided to play the long game and raise the stakes. "Since it's your birthday, I'll prepare something special. My parents gave me a card with no spending limit. We can buy whatever you want."

Richard had big ambitions, and small favors couldn't impress him at all.

During our online relationship, I only posted food or scenery on social media, so Richard assumed I just came from a middle-class family.

Now that I revealed my family's wealth, Richard would surely be cautious.

As expected, Richard quickly replied.

"How can that be? Your parents would be angry! How could I let you pay for my birthday?"

He was testing me.

I smirked.

"It's fine. My parents spoil me. The family business will be mine someday. You're my boyfriend. What's wrong with spending money on you? Besides, why should we differentiate between us? Are you meaning you don't love me anymore?"

I deliberately acted like a spoiled rich girlfriend.

"Of course not, baby. I'm just worried about you. Your parents work hard. If the company faces issues, it's better to save the hundreds of thousands or millions for emergencies."

Tsk, the guy was still testing.

I continued without revealing anything.

"A few million dollars is nothing to the company. Don't worry. I'll handle everything."

Hearing this, Richard agreed.

Just in case, I took out a set of jewelry my mom gave me a few days ago.

It was custom-made, and even someone who didn't understand jewelry could see its value.

I took photos with that and combined them with pictures from my travels abroad into a collage.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, for your unwavering love. I'm very happy."

I rarely posted such updates, and it garnered a lot of attention from friends instantly.

I replied to each one until I saw Richard's like and comment.

Honey, you're beautiful!"

I sneered and sent a kiss emoji.

In my past life, I never video-called Richard, only sending him a few blurry side profile pictures.

When Richard and the wretched man disposed of my body, he regretted selling me for too low a price.

He probably thought I was just an ordinary girl from a regular family, which was why he sold me for 3000 dollars.

But now that I had shown him my other values, Richard wouldn't sell me so easily.