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Reborn: After 99 Divorces

Author: Qing Gongzi

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1165 | Released on: 27/01/2026

ge of the ornamental pond on the far side of the Boone estate, her heels sinking into the damp, freezing mud. Her b

hmere coat was belted tightly at her waist, her hair perfectly coiffed despite t

r arms around herself, trying to hold her shattering reali

the kind one might offer a slow child. "Harmless things are often

only person in this godforsaken family who had looked at her with anything other

ng like ash. "And you're going to pay for it.

the gravel. "Who is going to believe you? The foster trash? The go

hysical blow. Her hand went instinctively to her flat s

rsational. "He calls you a parasite. A virus. Did you know he

t, though tears we

hed into her deep pocket and pulled out a thick envelope. "He signed these this mor

The end of the humiliation she called a life. She reac

out, her smile

stepped

go of the papers.

d strong, slammed into Elaina's chest. The force was unexpected

d tilted

her like a t

her heavy wool coat soaking up the water like a sponge, dragging her down. The pon

gasping, choking on t

ream. She just watched, her hands tucked deep into her coat pockets,

limbs felt like lead. She went under again. This time, the water filled her nose, her throat. Her l

memory from just yesterday-the wedding-surfaced. Amanda had "accidentally" stepped on the train of her gown as she walke

rkness closing in around the edges of he

a terrifying numbness. The darkness wasn't just in her eye

e distorted, wavering shape of Amanda O

, no

ric spasm tore t

gs expanded, sucking in greedy, desperate gulps of air. I

hairline. Her hands clawed at her throat, expecting

nd came out. She scrambled backward,

dbo

n swimming. She wasn't in

Red rose petals were scattered across the silk duvet cover. A massive floral arra

were shaking uncontrollably.

ed scar she had gotten from the fire two years

her voice raspy. "N

side table. The digital clock

er 14

e. Her brea

e y

one back

o go wrong. The night she thought she had won the lottery by marrying

e had bought specifically for this night. The one Cordero had ripped o

was

s welled in her eyes, hot and fast. She grabbed the silk sheets

. She remembered Amanda's face. She remembered every

the bathroom

silent room. The metallic

t hammered against her ribs, terri

exactly w

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“I stood at the edge of the freezing pond on the Boone estate, my body trembling with a fear that rattled my bones. Across from me, Amanda Olsen looked immaculate in her cashmere coat, a sharp contrast to the jagged reality I was trying to hold together. "Why?" I whispered. Amanda just smiled, admitting she killed Grandpa Boone because he actually liked me. She pulled out a thick envelope-divorce papers Cordero had signed that morning. She told me he called me a parasite and was celebrating with her the night I suffered a miscarriage. Before I could even scream, Amanda lunged and shoved me into the icy water. My heavy wool coat acted like a sponge, dragging me into the artificial abyss. I thrashed and gasped for air, but Amanda just stood on the bank, watching me drown with her hands tucked casually in her pockets. As my lungs burned and the darkness closed in, I realized I had spent my entire marriage taking their abuse. I was the "foster trash" and the "gold digger" who let them win every single time. I was dying alone, hated by the husband I had tried so hard to love, while my murderer stood victorious on the shore. I never fought back. I just let them destroy me. Then, a violent spasm tore through my body. I sat up gasping, sucking in dry, air-conditioned oxygen instead of murky pond water. I wasn't dead. I was back in the opulent master suite, surrounded by red rose petals and wedding decorations. The digital clock glowed: October 14, 2019. I had gone back five years to the very night my nightmare began. The bathroom door clicked open, and Cordero stepped out, looking at me with the same cold disgust I remembered. But as I gripped the silk sheets, a new resolve hardened in my chest. This time, I wasn't going to be the victim. This time, the Boone family was going to find out exactly what happens when you push someone too far.”