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Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 1058    |    Released on: Today at 16:04

eaving with rage. She pointed a trembling finger at t

e wooden walls. "She's stealing the food meant for the men workin

antly replaced by a deep, burning humiliation. His ears turned bright red

mmediately slapped her hands over her f

gh her fingers to gauge his reaction. "I nurse Patty a

tye's space. "You ate three massive portions of mashed potatoes at lunc

nced the kitchen. He pulled his unlit pipe from his pocket and poin

rded, Bettye," John ordered, his vo

cally, her fake tears drying up as real, raw panic set in.

urther, a slow, deliberate so

tep. Cre

kitchen turned tow

sent a blinding, agonizing jolt of pain shooting up from her twisted ankle. She was heavily favoring her uninjured leg, gripping the woode

to help her. "Gisele, what are y

needed to stand on her own two feet for this. She needed the

kitchen. She cast a cold, dismissive glance at Bettye, who was

lute, undeniable authority that made the room hold its breath. "There

a supportive arm around her waist. "Wh

ed at her brothers. "You all though

p forward, his fists balling up. "Did someone push you? Tel

d, vertical slits made her stomach twist, an

voice dropping to a near whisper. "It was coile

let out a choked cry and pressed her hand hard against

sure they were hanging on her every word. "I'm alive because Ernest Jenkins t

sil

s fingers, clattering loudly against the floorboards for the second time that day. Arthu

hn finally managed to ask, hi

He saved my life. He carried me out of those woods on h

amily's ruined reputation. They knew the town treated him like a stray do

he pressed her hands together in prayer. "Thank God... Thank

hly confused. "But Gisele, you used to scream if he

iginal Gisele's mistakes with modern confidence. "I was blind to who trul

ze drift pointedly toward the front door-the dire

cation immediately. The gears in his head were turning, reass

y's attention shift entirely to Gisele. A toxic wave

turned her head slowly, lock

y, icy register. "Before we talk about rewarding

d pointed a steady finger

in of dried peaches under

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Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior
Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior
“Gisele woke up bleeding and broken in the suffocating heat of the 1970s timber woods, just inches away from the deadly fangs of a black adder. As foreign memories crashed into her modern mind, she realized she had transmigrated into the body of an absolute fool. The only reason she was in this dangerous forest was to fetch wild game for Chauncey Beck, a spoiled city boy who treated her like a pathetic servant. The inherited memories made her stomach churn. She saw herself stealing her mother's emergency cash to buy him expensive gifts, while he offered nothing but fake smiles. She saw her family starving themselves to send him premium rations, which he secretly traded for imported coffee. Worse, she remembered publicly humiliating Ernest Jenkins, the impoverished town outcast-the very same man who had just thrown a machete to save her life from the snake, only to walk away in cold disgust. A visceral wave of shame and anger choked her. How could the original owner be so incredibly blind? She had risked her life for a parasitic leech who refused to get his shoes muddy, while treating her fiercely loyal family and her true savior like absolute garbage. But the old, foolish Gisele died in the dirt of those woods. Carried back to the safety of the farmhouse, she looked dead into her father's eyes and delivered the kill shot. "I will never marry Chauncey Beck. Cut off his food and his desk job today." It was time to starve the leech, repay her debts, and clean house.”