My boyfriend had online relationships with seven men using my photos.

Those men bought him various luxury goods and even made large transfers on holidays.

In order to maintain those abnormal relationships, he even took private photos of me and sent them to them.

Later, when his multiple affairs were exposed, he hid in the shadows.

Everyone accused me of being promiscuous, and those men spread my photos everywhere out of resentment.

As a result, I lost my job, and my parents wanted to sever ties with me. Being overwhelmed by the insults online, I sought solace on the rooftop, only to be pushed off by someone.

I fell from the rooftop and died while my boyfriend fooled around with another woman at a bar as if nothing happened.

When I woke up again, I was back to the time when my boyfriend was secretly taking pictures of me.

*****

As I opened my eyes again, warm water flowed over me. It seemed that I was taking a shower in the bathroom.

My body was intact, without a single scar. Even the cuts on my wrist from before were gone.

I could still recall the tearing pain of the fall, which was completely different from my feelings now.

I checked the time on my phone and was surprised to find myself back before everything happened!

My private photos hadn't been spread online yet, and the 60-page PDF hadn't appeared!

Before I could catch my breath, I noticed a vague shadow at the door.

My heart raced.

Having experienced death once made me alert.

With a slight "click" sound, the door opened a small crack.

The hand of that shadow slowly extended from the gap in the bathroom door, holding a phone with a dark camera pointed directly at me!

Joseph Levi was trying to take nude photos of me again!

Thinking about how my private photos went viral online in my previous life, I couldn't suppress my hatred. So, I immediately took down the showerhead and sprayed the water onto his phone.

"Damn it!"

Joseph exclaimed.

Meanwhile, I leisurely wrapped myself in a towel and then ran out in a panic.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

If I had exposed him now, he wouldn't have learned his lesson, as I had no evidence. To make him suffer a public downfall, I needed to deal with him tactfully.

Joseph held the water-soaked phone, his face contorted, but he also knew he couldn't reveal the truth, so he clenched his teeth and swallowed the pain.

"It's nothing, just that my phone got soaked. I have to get it fixed."

As he said that, he began to go out with an anxious face.

His boyfriends were waiting for his reply. How could he not be anxious?

But I stopped him instantly.

"It's already late, and the phone repair shops are closed by now. You won't be able to get it fixed, anyway.

"I know a place that can fix phones quickly. I'll take it there for you tomorrow."

After thinking for a moment, he handed me the phone.

With his phone in my hands, I finally relaxed completely.

In my previous life, I didn't know what Joseph was up to all day.

All I knew was that he laughed with his phone in his hands every day.

He received a lot of packages, but when I tried to open them, he wouldn't allow me, claiming they were work-related items. I respected his privacy, so I never touched them.

Little did I know that he secretly used my private photos and information to seduce those middle-aged men on the internet.

Indeed, men understand men best. Once a man took the bait, he would become Joseph's prey and never be able to escape.

He downloaded a voice-changing app online and called those men "honey" in such a seductive voice that made their minds go wild. Then, he strategically shared some of my photos. As a result, those men eagerly bought him various luxury items and made large transfers to Joseph on holidays.

Gradually, he realized that he could earn more money this way than working, so he simply quit his job and dated more men.

He told me that he would start a home business, an e-commerce venture without inventory, and I foolishly believed his lies.

But good times didn't last long, as these men weren't fools and demanded to meet Joseph in person.

He didn't dare reveal his true identity, so he kept stalling.

In order to appease those men and prove his sincerity, Joseph began to take pictures of me secretly.

At first, he would buy some schoolgirl uniforms or Lolita outfits for me to try on, pretending it was for buyers' showcases. Then, he started to ask me to wear black stockings and white stockings.

I had a vague feeling that something was off, but I thought maybe it was his way of coping with work stress, and indulging him in some small fetishes wouldn't hurt.

But his online boyfriends became more and more greedy, and those types of photos no longer satisfied them.

Therefore, Joseph decided to go all out and covertly took my pictures when I least expected it.

Those photos were utterly unfit for public viewing, yet he shamelessly sent them to others.

And I knew nothing about it, still thinking he was the boyfriend who loved and cherished me.

Later, my private photos flooded the internet, and everyone denounced me as a "whore."

It wasn't until I saw these photos that I realized that the man I had always trusted was the devil who drove me into hell.

But by then, he had already positioned himself on the moral high ground, acting like a victim and joining the chorus of ignorant people who insulted and condemned me.

Some people even sympathized with him for being cheated by me.

Later, he stopped answering my calls.

The next time I saw him was the day I was pushed off the building.

My soul slowly rose, witnessing him receiving a call from the police.

Reluctantly, he hurried over with a girl he picked up at the bar.

When he saw my body, he wrinkled his brow in disgust.

"I haven't had any contact with this tramp for a long time. Call her parents to collect her body."

After a good sleep, I feel refreshed and energetic.

Joseph, on the other hand, had two dark circles under his eyes.

I guessed that he must have been worried about explaining why he hadn't chatted with his boyfriends last night.

While he was in the bathroom, I rummaged through boxes and drawers and found my old spare phone

When he came back, I handed him the phone.

"Joseph, I found the spare phone I used before. Why don't you use it for now?"

Joseph's eyes lit up as he snatched the phone away.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why are you only giving it to me now?"

"Do you know how much business I missed?"

I scratched my head. "It took me a while to find it."

Ignoring me, Joseph sat on the couch, playing with the phone. When I brought breakfast from the kitchen, he was laughing while holding the phone.

His boyfriends should be appeased by now.

After breakfast, I took his phone and left the house.

Concerned, Joseph reminded me, "Make sure he doesn't delete any messages from my phone."

"Why would I let people delete them?

To save the chat history between you and your boyfriends, I decide to make another copy for you." I thought to myself.

I found a phone repair shop run by my high school friend and handed him the phone.

"My phone got soaked in water yesterday. Can you check if it can still be fixed?

"Also, please back up the data for me."

My old friend assured me that he wouldn't lose a single chat record.

I nodded, found a coffee shop to sit down, and started looking at my phone.

This morning, I installed the monitoring software on the spare phone I gave to Joseph.

So, I could see everything he did with that phone.

Joseph was chatting with a man named George Waytt at the moment. Judging from his voice, George should be in his thirties or forties, and he sounded dirty.

"Baby, you promised to send me bath photos last night, but you didn't. I've been thinking about it all night.

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

Joseph replied with a voice message, which sounded sweet yet disgusting.

"Honey, don't say that. You could scare me. You're not thinking of spanking me, are you?"

Who would have thought that such a sweet voice was actually from Joseph, a burly man?

George also replied with a voice message, using voice fry.

"I can't stand your sweet voice, woman! As punishment, you will wear lingerie for me tonight!"

In my previous life, the most widely spread photo of me on the internet was one that I wore lingerie. In that photo, my lips were slightly open, my face was completely out, and the lingerie barely covered my body.

Thinking of this, I trembled all over, but what made my heart sink to the bottom was Joseph's response.

"Sure, honey. Wait for me tonight."