During the college entrance exams, my girlfriend was in debt for three million and was being bullied by a villain. To save her, I begged the villain on my knees and even signed a contract to sell myself.

I worked for the villain while borrowing money and selling property, just to help her repay the debt.

But she turned around and booked a private room at the city's most upscale KTV, passionately kissing my cousin.

I confronted her in anger.

She held a glass of red wine, smiled, and said, "If you love me, you should tolerate everything about me. If you can't handle this small test, you're not worthy of being my boyfriend."

It turned out she wasn't in debt.

It turned out the villain was her friend.

In the end, I was tortured to death by the villain.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I signed the contract to sell myself.

***

"Jimmy, I'm hungry. I want something good."

"We've been looking at real estate agents all day, and my legs are about to break."

Mya Barnes and Chris Lane came back exhausted, their legs feeling weak.

In my past life, I foolishly thought they had genuinely looked for a job all day and rushed to the kitchen to cook.

It was not until the night before my death that I realized every time they went out, they were either indulging in food, drink, and entertainment, or heading straight to the hotel.

Mya never let me touch her, always saying she'd save herself for marriage.

So now, I was sitting on the sofa, motionless, playing on my phone.

"Jimmy!

"I said I'm hungry! Why aren't you listening to me?"

Mya snatched my phone away, frowned, and said unhappily.

"I'm tired from work today. You can cook for yourself."

I took back my phone and looked at Mya coldly, catching a hint of the scent of intimate activities between men and women, which made me feel nauseous.

They spent my money all day enjoying themselves and came back wanting me to cook. They really know how to enjoy life.

"What do you mean?"

Mya got angry on the spot, put her hands on her hips, and shouted, "What happened to your promise to support me for life and obey me? It's only been a few days, and you're already impatient."

After hearing this, I really wanted to punch Mya's face until it was flat.

In my past life, I kept my promises.

Mya said she was unemployed and needed to move in with me, so I helped her move overnight and took care of her meticulously.

I'd think for a long time about spending eight dollars on a bowl of noodles, but when she wanted durian, cherries, or expensive cosmetics worth thousands, I let her have her way without hesitation.

Later, she cried, saying she was scammed and owed three million to Abel Ryan, a nightclub owner. I begged Abel and even sold myself to repay the debt.

Every day at the nightclub, I was subjected to abuse, doing all the dirty and exhausting work. Anyone who didn't like me could slap me.

I finally discovered that Mya and Abel were in cahoots, claiming it was to test my true heart.

In summary, I was really blind in my previous life, thinking Mya was great and a little pitiful.

"That's right, I'm impatient. But are you loyal to me?"

I asked coldly.

Mya seemed surprised by my question, momentarily stunned, with a flash of panic on her face.

But she quickly put on a look of grievance.

I sneered inwardly. Mya's acting skills were really impressive. She could outshine all the young actresses in the entertainment industry.

"Jimmy, how can you bully a young girl like this? Don't you want to get married? Apologize quickly."

Chris, seeing the situation, quickly shifted the focus and spoke up for Mya.

"What? Are you feeling sorry?"

I narrowed my eyes.

I still vividly remember the scene of catching them in the act from my previous life. Chris was lounging on the sofa, enjoying himself, while Mya had her arms around Chris' neck, actively swaying her body.

They were kissing passionately.

The saliva was even stretching!

I stormed in angrily, but Chris showed no guilt. Instead, he laughed provocatively, seeming to mock my incompetence.

Mya, on the other hand, was completely indifferent. She slowly put on her clothes, lit a cigarette, poured a glass of red wine, and arrogantly looked at me, saying, "I was just testing you.

"If you love me, you should tolerate all my flaws. If you can't handle this small test, you're not worthy of being my boyfriend.

"Someone like you is such a waste. I could just snap my fingers, and a whole team of pursuers would circle the Earth three times."

I angrily rushed forward to hit them, but the bodyguards who had come running dragged me out forcefully.

The wicked Abel pressed a lit cigarette against my face.

Mya and Chris just stood there coldly, watching, not saying a word in my defense.

That was when I finally understood what it meant to invite a wolf into the house.

"Jimmy, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"I'm just thinking about your marriage. After all, you're not getting any younger, and the family is pushing hard."

Chris quickly denied it.

The word "coward" almost slipped out of my mouth, but I quickly realized that I couldn't cause too much of a scene. Otherwise, if we completely fall out, how will I make them suffer like I did in my past life?

So, I swallowed my anger and changed my tone, saying, "Do you think it's your place to comment on my business? You're an unemployed freeloader, living in my house, waiting to be fed, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?

"You've been living here for more than half a year. Have you spent a single cent? If you had even bought groceries once, I wouldn't be so hard on you."

Chris' face immediately flushed red, and he stood there with his mouth open, unsure of what to say.

"Jimmy, that's enough.

"Finding a job is hard these days. He just graduated from college, and he's your relative, so why are you being so harsh?"

Mya, as if not catching the hidden meaning in my words, had the nerve to defend Chris.

Chris, touched to his core, gazed at Mya with adoration in his eyes.

What a pair of disgusting, mutually supportive scumbags!

Though I cursed them in my heart, on the surface, I sighed with a look of sorrow and said, "Mya, I'm doing this for our own good. It's true that finding a job is tough right now. I just got laid off today, so I'm really anxious.

"When Chris came here, he brought tens of thousands of dollars from home. That's why I have an issue. I just want him to pitch in a bit to help out; that's not unreasonable, right?"

Hearing this, Mya turned to Chris and said, "Give the money now. I'll pay you back later."

She was confident, as her parents were well-known in the area and owned two publicly listed companies—they didn't lack money.

The reason she was with me was nothing more than to treat it as a game. Once she got bored, she'd find someone like me, a gullible fool, to take over.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I wished I could throw Mya into the sea and feed her to the fish.

Chris obediently handed over 20,000 dollars.

I barely contained my smile as I accepted the transfer, and then Mya received a phone call.

Based on my memories from the past, this was the part where the scoundrel Abel would come to collect his debts.

I pretended to know nothing, ready to play along.

Acting?

They really think I can't do that?

As expected.

After Mya finished the call, her face turned pale, and she trembled as she said to me, "Jimmy, something terrible has happened! Abel called and demanded I go to the KTV to serve drinks, or else he'll shorten the repayment period to tonight.

"Abel's a scumbag who's capable of anything. What if he..."

As she spoke, she started to cry.

"Jimmy, look how pitiful she is. Hurry and mortgage the house to Abel!"

Chris urged hastily.

I sneered internally, thinking, 'You piece of trash, it's easy to be generous when it's not your own money, huh?'

"Yeah, yeah, just hand over the house deed to Abel, and maybe he'll let me off tonight."

Mya chimed in as well.

Look at how eager they are. This isn't about testing me; they're just trying to ruin me.

Of course, now is not the time to flip the table.

I took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "Fine, I'll go get the deed, and we'll go talk to Abel together."

After I said that, I noticed a faint smile on Mya's lips.

I couldn't tell if she thought I had passed her test or if she thought I was just an idiot.

But Chris' sneaky grin was definitely one of schadenfreude, as if he couldn't wait for me to get hit by a car so he could take my place and openly be with Mya.

In my past life, I was completely in the dark, played like a fool.

Now, everything was going as I planned.