A string of sexual assault cases sweeps through Fenborough, and all the evidence points toward me. In just a single night, I've become the prime suspect and target of everyone's anger.

The moment I get home, my wife, Natalie Parker, glares at me with hatred and disgust. "A monster like you doesn't deserve to be called a human!"

As she rages at me, she dumps a bottle of sulfuric acid on my crotch. The agonizing pain makes me collapse onto the floor, unable to move.

The next day, she brings another man to the house—Harvey Green. He looks down at me and says, "So you're nothing but a scumbag. No wonder she detests you so much."

Natalie also eyes me coldly, her words cutting as she says, "Why would I keep a tainted piece of trash like you around? Just the sight of you disgusts me."

I refuse to believe that I would ever commit such a crime, so I secretly arrange for a DNA test—but the results prove that my DNA is a match with the culprit's.

My blood runs cold. A wave of despair washes over me.

Once Natalie sees the results, she brings the victims to the house. They charge at me, smashing glass bottles against my head and breaking my legs with bats.

When my parents rush over and see this, they faint on the spot.

I end up dying on the operating table.

Suddenly, my eyes open again. I've been reborn. I've returned to the day the crimes took place.

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!"

Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me.

Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body.

I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

This time, Natalie's attitude seemed vastly different from what it had been in my previous life. I was stunned to see a flicker of hurt and grievance in her eyes, which was quite unlike her domineering and unbridled nature.

"Cameron," she said quietly. "You ruined the lives of all those people. What gives you the audacity to continue living without any qualms? You deserve to die. I'm seeking revenge on their behalf!"

She raised her hand once more—this time to slap me. I kept both her wrists locked in place before getting up. Then, I took my phone out to check the news.

In my previous life, a string of serial sexual assault cases swept through the city of Fenborough, and all the leads pointed directly at me. Even the DNA samples were a perfect match.

My wife, Natalie, who'd always said she couldn't live without me, cheated on me and brought her affair partner to the house to threaten me.

I wasn't even given a chance to explain before she dumped an entire bottle of sulfuric acid onto my crotch. The pain was so agonizing that I couldn't even move after that.

The next day, Natalie brought all of the victims to the house, giving them the chance to get even with me. They beat me half to death, and I died on the icy operating table in the hospital.

None of them expected me to get the chance to be reborn.

This time, I wasn't going to let all those who'd suspected me off the hook.

Tightening my grip on Natalie's wrists, I sneered at her, asking, "Why didn't you bring that pretty boy of yours over this time?"

Natalie's brows tightened. She took a step back and stammered out, "W-What pretty boy? I don't know what you're talking about."

Since she didn't have the slightest trace of fear in her expression, I shot to the door and grabbed the door handle.

"If you don't know what pretty boy I'm talking about, then explain who's standing outside right now!"

I swiftly yanked the door open, and the person on the other side made Natalie turn white in alarm.

Harvey Green immediately pulled out a stun baton and slammed it against me. Collapsing onto the floor, I let out an agonized howl.

"You beast! Nat has been nothing but good to you!" Harvey hollered. "It's time someone taught you what real pain feels like. A guy like you who sexually assaulted so many women doesn't deserve to be with Nat!"

I snorted and said nothing. I wasn't going to admit to something I'd never done. I clenched my phone tightly, my sweat dripping onto the floor. Gritting my teeth, I raised my head and looked at them.

Forcing down all of my indignation at the injustice, I took a deep breath and climbed back onto my feet.

I turned to Natalie and asked, "Have you forgotten that I didn't even leave the house last night?"

Fortunately, I kept my wits about me this time. In my previous life, I'd been so caught up in the case that I forgot to give my alibi.

Natalie frowned a little. Disbelief flashed across her eyes. Before she said anything, I continued, "It was our wedding anniversary yesterday. You didn't come home at all last night, did you? If you don't believe me, we can check the security footage!"

However, my words were swiftly met with Natalie's palm crashing against my face. It was such a painful blow that my face went numb.

Her words rang sharply in my ears.

"You weren't home at all, Cameron! You were caught on the security cameras at the hotel yesterday. I waited for you at home, but you never came back!"

My eyes widened in shock. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

I clearly remembered staying in the house the entire evening. After getting home from work, I didn't set foot outside again. I'd placed a cake on the living room table and waited for Natalie to come home. It was already midnight when I ended up falling asleep, and I woke up to the news the next morning.

Marching straight to the computer, I checked the security footage—only to see that there was no sign of me anywhere.

I frowned deeply, and my mouth fell open in disbelief.

Harvey grabbed my shoulder from behind and squeezed painfully, bringing his head near mine.

I could hear the taunting provocation in his voice. "Didn't you say you were home, Cameron? Why isn't there a single trace of you in the footage, huh? Meanwhile, check out this footage."

He shoved his phone in my face, showing me a video with a timestamp that indicated it'd been recorded yesterday. Once he tapped the play button, the footage showed me walking into the hotel sometime in the afternoon.

I knew for a fact that I'd been waiting at home for Natalie. Why was I not in any of the footage taken of our house?

My brows furrowed even more.

Natalie's sobs rang out behind me. I turned around just in time to see her taking off her wedding ring and hurling it at my face. It left a gash on my cheek.

"Cameron Stuart!" she shouted through her tears. "How could you do this to me! I could've forgiven you if you'd only cheated on me with one woman, but why did you force every woman in Fenborough to get into bed with you? You're a monster. I want a divorce!"

She sounded adamant.

However, as I recalled everything she'd done in my previous life, I snorted.

I opened one of the drawers nearby and pulled out a divorce agreement. Throwing it down onto the table, I said with an icy sneer, "Sure. Let's get a divorce."

Natalie's eyes stilled. Her brows creased, and she eyed me for a moment before scoffing coldly.

"So you've already been planning for a divorce this whole time. That's why you put on this show for me, didn't you? Fine! Since you're the one who betrayed me first, don't blame me for not going easy on you either!"

Natalie clapped her hands. I caught a flash of anger and hatred in her eyes.

Immediately, I heard a great deal of commotion outside the house. The front door burst open, and all the victims and their family members charged toward me.

Frowning, I checked the time. I was caught off guard to find that everything was happening earlier than it had in my previous lifetime. Back then, Natalie had brought the people to the house the next day. They'd broken my legs to leave me crippled, and I ended up dying on the operating table.

Natalie even brought Harvey back to the house earlier this time around.

Could it be that one of them had also been reborn?

I took a step back in disbelief. How could this be happening?

A middle-aged woman came clawing at me like a maniac, and all the women were hurling the worst insults at me.

"You monster! Why did you ruin my daughter's life? I'm going to make you pay for what you did to her!"

"My daughter jumped off a building to take her own life because of you! She'd only just graduated from college. She had her whole life ahead of her! You're not even fit to be called a human!"

"I'm going to cut your hands off to avenge my daughter!"

On and on they went. I could barely breathe as they surrounded me and attacked me, both physically and verbally.

This situation made me freeze for a moment. After taking a deep breath, I tried to make my escape, but Harvey held me in place and bellowed, "How dare you try to run after assaulting so many women? What makes you think you can get away with it, huh? You need to pay for your crimes!"

My brows knitted as I tried to break free, but no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't get out of his grip.

Natalie came up to me, crying so hard that tears and snot ran down her face. She grabbed me by the collar and cried out in anguish, "How could you do this! How is this fair to me?"

Everyone was scowling at me. Their expressions were filled with bitter hatred.

Still, for the life of me, I couldn't understand why everything was being pinned on me.

The crowd kept me restrained as they continued attacking me. Some hit me with bats, while others slapped my face repeatedly.

I couldn't overpower them, so I grabbed a vase from the table next to me and threw it onto the floor. Once it shattered, I ducked down to get one of the porcelain shards.

Immediately, I held it against the neck of one of the women and shouted, "Get back, all of you! Take one step closer, and I'll kill her!"

Instantly, everyone fell silent.

I stood there, gasping for breath as I stared at them. Blood was flowing out of the wounds that covered my entire body.

My mind went back to all the suffering I had to endure in my previous life. I couldn't let that happen again this time.

With my head held high, I declared, "There's no way I could've hurt all of those women alone in a single night. If you don't believe me, we can ask the property management office to show us the security footage of the apartment compound. It'll prove that I was home yesterday.

"Someone must have tampered with the security cameras in this house. If I find out who did it, I won't let them get away with it!"

The crowd exchanged looks and eased up a little, but one of the women standing beside Natalie became even more enraged.

"Don't give me that bullshit! My daughter told me it was you who hurt her! She would never forget that face of yours! After what you did to her, you're going to pay for it with your life!"

I didn't want to waste any more time defending myself to them. I just wanted to get to the bottom of everything.

With a hostage still in hand, I started heading for the front door. None of them dared to get near me.

Just as I was about to exit the house, I saw a few police officers standing on the doorstep. Once they saw me, the lead officer said, "Cameron Stuart, I'm going to need you to come with us."