I had just left the hospital after undergoing a dilation and curettage procedure for uterine fibroids.

On the bus, I happened to encounter a woman who was crying and claiming she had menstrual cramps and a terrible stomachache, asking me to give up my seat.

But I refused.

I never expected the woman to be the famous internet influencer, Bella Marsh.

While I was completely unprepared, she started a livestream, and the next day, I was violently attacked online and pushed onto the trending searches.

Netizens even dug up the record of my procedure at the hospital.

“With a uterine wall that thin, it’s obvious she has had so many failed pregnancies.”

“No wonder she was so shameless and refused to give up her seat—turns out she’s a despicable woman.”

The so-called righteous netizens harassed me until I fell into depression, and even my boyfriend stepped forward to accuse me of being dirty and said he wanted to break up.

Unable to endure the blow, I jumped from the rooftop, while the female influencer gained tens of millions of followers and began livestream selling, earning more money than she could count.

Only after my death did I learn that the influencer had been my boyfriend’s childhood crush.

To boost the popularity of her livestream, she and my boyfriend had deliberately staged the entire scene.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day Bella asked me to give up my seat.

“Hey, my menstrual cramps are really bad. Could you let me sit for a while?

“I’m sure you understand, right?

“Please, I’m begging you.”

The voice beside my ear gradually grew louder.

I snapped back to my senses and looked into a pale face.

The pain of my body breaking apart still seemed to surge through me, and I could not help but shiver.

After staring blankly for several seconds, I finally realized that I had been reborn.

I had returned to the very day when the influencer Bella Marsh had coerced me into giving up my seat.

“I still have five stops left. I really can’t stand it anymore.

“My head is spinning, I feel nauseous, and I might throw up. Just let me sit for a while. Otherwise, if I faint on the bus and delay everyone, that wouldn’t be good.”

She staggered beside me, hunched over as she let out a muffled groan.

The middle-aged women around us saw how pitiful she looked and noticed that I remained seated without offering my seat, so they began to speak up one after another.

“Girl, you can’t be so selfish. She’s almost doubled over in pain.”

“You’re so young. How can your heart be so vicious?”

“If you refuse, then when she faints from the pain, you’ll have to take responsibility for wasting everyone’s time on this bus.”

Even my boyfriend, Felix Gray, who stood beside me, began nagging me.

“It’s just giving up a seat. You’re acting like it’s going to kill you.

“You’re usually generous and kind. Did something possess you today?

“You don’t look sick at all. Get up already.”

In my previous life, Bella had begged me again and again to give up my seat, manipulating everyone to take her side.

But I had just undergone a dilation and curettage procedure for uterine fibroids, and the doctor had warned me not to stand for long periods.

So I refused her.

Who would have thought that the elderly passengers on the bus would all accuse me of being vicious, while my own boyfriend would call me cold-blooded?

I thought I would at most suffer a few misunderstandings. I never expected that the very next day I would appear on the trending searches.

It turned out Bella had secretly livestreamed everything.

She even encouraged her fans in the livestream to harass me online.

[Babes, I never expected a woman to show such hostility toward another woman.]

[We’re all women. We should be helping each other.]

[If every woman with painful cramps met someone this selfish, what would happen?]

Netizens even dug up the record of my procedure at the hospital.

[She came to our hospital yesterday for a dilation and curettage procedure. If you know, you know.]

Someone claiming to be a nurse from a major hospital even posted a photo of my surgery consent form.

The words dilation and curettage procedure stood out glaringly on the page.

[With a uterine wall that thin, it’s obvious why she has had too many abortions.]

[No wonder she was so shameless and refused to give up her seat.]

In an instant, the so-called righteous netizens tore into me like a swarm.

I collapsed into despair and depression.

The man I had dated for five years immediately stepped forward to declare that he had never slept with me and had never gotten me pregnant, loudly proclaiming that he refused to be someone else’s “backup” and wanted to break up.

Unable to bear the blow, I jumped from the rooftop, while Bella gained tens of millions of followers and began livestream selling, earning more money than she could count.

Even after death, my resentment refused to fade, and my soul lingered for a long time.

One month after my death, Felix moved into Bella’s luxury apartment, and the two of them began dating.

Only then did I realize that Bella had been Felix’s childhood crush.

And she had never suffered from menstrual cramps at all.

She had simply worked with Felix to stage the entire scene to boost the popularity of her livestream.

The bus buzzed with a storm of chatter.

Seeing that I still sat there without moving, Bella’s gaze shifted slightly.

Her brows furrowed deeper, her body began to sway as if about to collapse, and her eyes reddened instantly.

“Just let me sit for a moment. I’ll give you whatever money you want.”

As she spoke, she pulled a hundred-dollar bill from her bag and tried to push it into my hand, while the phone pressed against her stomach, pointing straight at my face.

A chill spread through my chest, and I spoke calmly.

“I don’t feel well. I won’t give up my seat.”

After saying that, I did not even spare her a glance.

Bella seemed not to have expected such a cold refusal.

After pausing for a moment, she suddenly collapsed beside me.

Cries of alarm rose around us, and the bus quickly came to a stop.

Kind-hearted passengers wanted to take Bella to the hospital, but she shook her head and bit her lip as she looked at me.

“I never expected that, as a fellow woman, you would be so heartless.”

The elderly women around us comforted Bella kindly while directing a torrent of criticism at me.

“It’s just giving up a seat, yet you pushed her until she fainted.”

“What terrible manners.”

Felix, who had crouched down to check on Bella, suddenly stood up in a rage.

“I never thought you were such a horrible woman.

“It’s just giving up a seat, yet you’re pretending to be sick!

“Besides, I was the one who gave you this seat in the first place. Get up!”

Viewers in Bella’s livestream praised Felix, calling him a gentleman for defending her.

At the same time, they did not forget to belittle and curse me.

Hearing Felix speak up for her made me so angry that I wanted to slap him.

My face was pale, and even my steps had been unsteady, yet he had not noticed at all, his attention fixed entirely on Bella, whose ghostly pallor came from layers of foundation.

He truly was pathetic, rushing to defend his crush.

In my previous life, after I finished my procedure, Felix had called to remind me that it was the third anniversary of our relationship.

I had said I felt unwell and did not want to go out, but he insisted that I celebrate with him.

He even told me we should take the bus somewhere, promising to give me a surprise.

Now it was clear that the whole thing had been nothing more than a trap he and his love had carefully planned, waiting for me to jump straight into it.

I shot a cold glance at Felix and the people pointing fingers at me.

“Since you’re all so kind, why don’t these ladies with perfectly good legs give up their seats instead?”

The elderly women around us looked slightly embarrassed after being exposed.

What I had not expected was that Felix suddenly grabbed me and yanked me to my feet.

He pulled so hard that I stumbled, and the bag in my hand slipped.

A hospital report sheet fell out and landed right in front of Bella.

Just as I moved to pick it up, Bella had grabbed it.

She read it aloud immediately.

“Dilation and Curettage Report.”

My mind exploded with a deafening roar.

Felix reacted instantly and slapped me across the face.

“You dared to cheat on me!”

Then he turned to the people around us and continued, “I have never slept with her.”

In an instant, both the bus and the livestream erupted.

Viewers in the livestream fired comment after comment.

[Ugh, this woman is such a skank!]

[No wonder she refused to give up her seat. Turns out she had an abortion.]

[Poor guy… Fooled so badly by a terrible woman.]

The few elderly women I had singled out earlier seemed to find an outlet for their anger, pushing and pointing at me.

Someone, I don’t know who, even threw trash at me.

“You ungodly girl.”

“If she were my daughter, I would have strangled her already.”

Meanwhile, Felix watched coldly as the women insulted me.

Then I caught a flicker of pride in his eyes.

Felix helped Bella to her feet and began to guide her toward my seat, but Bella reflexively dodged it.

“I… I’ll still not sit,” she said weakly, her gaze fixed on the report.

She bit her lip, hesitating.

Someone muttered that I might be “contagious,” and the people around us gasped as if suddenly enlightened.

Both online and offline, people began to caution Bella.

“Be careful sitting in her seat. You might catch something.”

“Just bear with it. If you really get infected with something, it’s not worth it.”

Bella nodded thoughtfully before replying, “Thank you all for your concern. I can hold on a bit longer, it’s fine.

“After all, my immunity is low during my period, and getting infected with anything would be more trouble than it’s worth.”

I shook with fury.

“Stop spreading lies!” I shouted.

“You’re fabricating rumors about me just because I wouldn’t give you my seat!”

A flash of discomfort crossed her face.

She sneaked a glance at the livestream, and seeing her fans defending her, her confidence immediately returned.

As if to provoke me, she deliberately leaned against Felix.

“You don’t need to target me.

“The report fell out of your bag. Everyone saw it with their own eyes.”

“It’s one thing for you to be careless, but don’t slander others, Zoe,” Felix added.

“I really misjudged you. A loose woman like you doesn’t deserve to be with me.

“From now on, we’re done!”

I threw the couple band in my hand straight at his face.

“Look at you defending her. Someone might think she’s your girlfriend.

“I don’t need a man like you.”

Then I wiped the smudge from my cheek and met Bella’s triumphant gaze.

“Now you’ve got a seat, and you’re getting others to spread rumors that I’m sick. Are you doing this on purpose?

“And by the way, you keep claiming you have your period pain, yet you’re dressed so skimpily in cold autumn.”

At my words, the crowd looked around at Bella.

Her face flushed in anger.

Sure enough, some began murmuring their doubts.