I Was Killed for Saving Innocence, Now I'm Back to Watch Them Suffer

The daughter of a Halycon City magnate went into a false-death state during surgery due to a sudden allergic reaction to medication.

My husband, the director of the emergency department, ignored her plight. He even issued a death certificate, intending to cremate her alive.

All because his first love begged him in tears. "I gave her the wrong medication. Please help me … "

I couldn't bear to let an innocent child burn to death. So, I rushed into the cremation room, risking everything to stop it and saved her life.

The magnate was furious and launched a full investigation. I had to kneel and bang my head against the floor several times before he spared my husband's life.

As for his first love? The magnate dragged her out to international waters and fed her to the sharks, slice by slice.

Feeling grateful, the magnate adopted me as his goddaughter. He showered me with luxury cars and mansions.

Yet, on the very same day sharks ate her, my husband asked me to check some equipment in the morgue.

He turned off the refrigeration system in that chilling mortuary and pushed me into the freezer.

"This is all your fault! If you hadn't interfered, Jordin would still be alive!"

"You let her die without a trace, now you'll join her in death!"

I froze to death, never to see the sun again.

After my death, my husband fled overseas. He opened a clinic in his beloved's name, giving her the life she never had.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment when the magnate's daughter fell into that fake-death state.

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"Help … help me ..."

Francesca Herrera mumbled weakly, her small body trembling uncontrollably from the allergic reaction.

I instinctively reached out to check her vitals, but Jordin slapped my hand away.

Only then did I realize that I was reborn.

Jordin rolled her eyes at the girl.

"You've been nothing but trouble in the ward and now you're faking a critical condition, huh?"

"You're so young, yet such a good actress. What, does your mom make adult films at home?"

Francesca struggled with all her strength to open her eyes, finally lifting a hand to clutch Jordin's white coat.

She begged through tears, pleading for her help.

But Jordin flung her hand off in disgust and walked over to my husband, Zyler Smith.

"Zyler, this brat nearly got my clothes dirty!"

That man glared at the girl with menace.

"Are you trying to ruin Jordin's future with this tantrum?"

"Then just die!"

He ripped off her oxygen mask and shoved her hard toward the edge of the hospital bed.

Already struggling to breathe, Francesca nearly toppled over from the force.

Her face turned purple, her lips blue from the drug reaction.

"Please … save me. My dad will pay you a lot of money."

Jordin scowled, strode over and slapped her twice across the face.

"How dare you, a little brat, pretend to be a rich man here?"

"Where was that attitude when you dared question my medical skills? Didn't expect karma to hit you this fast, huh?"

I rushed forward, shielding Francesca with my body to keep her from falling.

"Zyler! This is a human life!"

"You're a doctor, not an executioner. Don't you and Jordin fear karma for what you're doing?"

But Zyler shot back shamelessly.

"Surgery always carries risks. People die on the operating table all the time."

"So what if she dies? The insurance will cover it anyway!"

He clutched the snatched oxygen mask, making no move to return it.

I hurriedly grabbed the backup manual resuscitator and fitted it over Francesca's face.

Seeing this, Jordin stormed over and punched me.

The taste of blood instantly filled my mouth.

"Jessica Shaw, you're such a nosy bitch!"

"If you're so desperate to be a saint, why don't you die with her?"

With that, she lunged at me and we crashed into a vicious grapple.