I was tricked into marriage through a blind date, and it was only after we were married that I learned my husband was living with HIV.

However, he refused to acknowledge his HIV status and went as far as falsely accusing me of giving the disease to him. He even complained and rumored about me online.

I was doxed by netizens, causing me to spiral into depression and take my own life by jumping off a building. Even my parents were killed.

I was reborn and returned to my first blind date.

Just when I was prepared to go to all lengths to deal with the scumbag, I discovered that this life was completely different from the previous one!

I felt there was an invisible hand controlling my destiny.

1

"Khloe, this is Brycen Wagner, your blind date."

Upon seeing his rotund face, I was stunned, feeling a chill down my spine.

In my past life, I naively believed the matchmaker's deceptive words, assuming that because the man was unattractive, he must be a person of integrity.

I married Brycen and went to his remote hometown with him.

Soon after settling down, even before I had the chance to find a job, he forced me to get pregnant and have a baby as soon as possible.

But every time after sex, I feel unbearable pain and itching.

I went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that I was not only pregnant but also had HIV infected by my husband.

The child had the potential for deformities, and I would suffer from this disease for the rest of my life.

The doctor's revelation took me aback, and the mention of the word "HIV-positive" caused my face to flush with a mix of embarrassment and distress.

On that day, I discovered that Brycen was an HIV carrier and had transmitted the virus to me.

I had an abortion with hatred. However, when Brycen found out, he actually smashed a chair hard on my back.

He yelled, "I finally got you pregnant. You are deliberately making me childless!

"I'm a carrier. Who else will give me a child except you? If you have an abortion, how can I further my family line?

"You are also a carrier now, and no man dares to want you. If you don't give me a child, I will divorce you!"

The chair was hurled at me, and I only heard a cracking sound in my spine.

Despite my neighbor's call to the police, they refused to file a case, citing it as a family dispute.

At that time, I couldn't care about these things. When I was sent to the hospital, I was already unconscious!

Due to the severe damage to my spine, it was crucial for me to be transferred to another hospital immediately. However, Brycen grudged having to pay the bills.

He took my money under the pretext of doing business and lost every penny of it.

In the end, my parents, who were far away, found out about it and hurriedly transferred the surgery fee to me, but Brycen secretly kept it.

Having recently undergone an abortion and with the injuries, I didn't have the energy to argue.

Due to the delay in receiving the necessary funds for the surgery, my condition was worse.

Despite my parents' eventual arrival and the subsequent surgery, the delay in treatment greatly impacted my recovery. As a result, I had to spend the rest of my life hunched over and couldn't stand up straight anymore.

From a distance, I looked like a cooked lobster, and the naughty kids in the neighborhood threw stones at me when they saw me.

I was too inferior to resist. Fortunately, Brycen came to my rescue and protected me, making me think he was my only support.

However, one time during dinner, he got drunk and told his friends the truth.

He said, "You all say Khloe is pretty and that I'm not good enough for her?

"But now she is sick and can't even straighten her back. Who else would want her except me?"

His friends raised their glasses to celebrate, saying that Brycen and I were finally a perfect match!

Consumed by anger, I couldn't even stand still. In a daze, I shattered a plate. In response, Brycen slapped me across the face once again.

It was then that I found out that the first sum of money transferred by my parents was kept by him and given to a stripper.

I broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously stood up and straightened my spine.

My spine was still in place, and I could still hold my head and chest high.

As the warm sunlight bathed my face, I realized I had been reborn.

My sudden standing up startled my mother. "Khloe, are you insane?" she scolded.

"No. Maura is the insane one," I retorted.

When Maura Wagner, the matchmaker, heard my words, her face instantly fell.

Brycen's surname was Wagner, and Maura also shared the same surname. Previously, I foolishly thought it was just a coincidence.

It was only after my death that I discovered that the matchmaker, Maura, was actually Brycen's aunt, and they had been plotting and targeting me all along.

They had been planning to set me up.

However, I was reborn. How could I possibly make the same mistakes again?

Seeing that I stopped talking, Maura took my mother's hand.

She said, "Although Brycen looks average, he is an honest man and has a stable job."

"A stable job? What kind of job? Does he work at some government agency?" I asked.

With an intentional display of sincerity and curiosity, I locked eyes with Maura, leaving her momentarily speechless. Then she realized that she had said the wrong thing.

Actually, Brycen once had been imprisoned for eight months for gambling.

I only found out about this after I got married. Most of the friends that Brycen brought home were his former cellmates.

Seeing that Maura couldn't answer, my mother obviously began to doubt.

Maura was just someone my mother happened to come across while hanging out. If my mother hadn't been in such a rush to push me into marriage, she likely would have ignored her.

At this moment, my mother seemed to calm down.

She looked at the overweight Brycen, then looked at the pretty me, and seemed to think that we were not suitable.

Unexpectedly, Brycen suddenly stood up, held my hand, and planted a fervent kiss upon it.

He said, "Khloe, I like you. I will definitely treat you well after we get married!

"I'll give all my salary to you.

"I heard that your salary is over $20,000 a month, and mine is $2,500. If we average it out, we will each have over $10,000!"

I was speechless.

Averaging? As poor as him?

As I was about to shake off Brycen's hand, Maura suddenly approached and put our hands together tightly.

"That's so sweet. He gives you his salary as soon as you start dating. Glad to see that you hit it off!" said Maura.

Hit it off? How absurd.

Brycen locked his gaze onto me, expressing agreement with Maura. He had said these words in his past life.

At the time, my mind was consumed by disgust from his unwanted kiss, and I didn't notice the strangeness of his words at all.

"How do you know my salary? You've asked around?" I questioned.

The expressions of Brycen and Maura turned gloomy.

Just like in my past life, Brycen grabbed my hand in the same way, and I wanted to withdraw it at that time.

However, Maura's behavior made me feel embarrassed to explain.

Moreover, Brycen was very sweet-talking, and I had concerns about my age and the possibility of not being able to find a suitable partner. These factors led me to fall into their trap.

However, this time, I resolutely shook off his hand. Before I could say anything, the doorbell rang.

Restrained by Brycen, I couldn't reach the door, but the person outside kept knocking on the door nervously.

According to the past life, no one should have come at this time.

Frowning, I watched my mother go to open the door, only to see an intruder with blood on his forehead and a sheen of perspiration covering his body.

Beads of sweat clung to his face, and I noticed that one of the lenses in his gold-rimmed glasses was shattered.

He directed his gaze towards me, letting out a long sigh. His robust figure was obviously not in line with his gentle face.

As his eyes landed upon my hands, which were still clasped by Brycen, a surge of deadly intent seemed to ignite within him.

"Take your dirty hands off her!" the man commanded.

My mother and Maura were both shocked. With his behavior, anyone would think he was a gangster.

I knew him. "Archer," I called out.

He was Archer Maxwell, my friend since childhood. After high school, he went abroad to study, and we hadn't seen each other since then.

"Archer..." Tears rolled down my face involuntarily.

In my past life, because Brycen killed my parents, Archer hurriedly returned to confront Brycen.

Sadly, he failed to avenge me and was beaten instead.

"Asshole, let go!" Archer grabbed my hand skillfully and pushed Brycen away.

Brycen was stunned. He pointed at Archer and stammered, not knowing what to say.

I gently reached out and stroked Archer's forehead, where he had been injured in our last lives.

He was stunned, his face blushing furiously.

Brycen and Maura froze, and so did I!

At this time in my past life, I was being pestered by Brycen while Maura was gaslighting me.

I even felt that I would never be able to get married. However, Archer never showed up.

From the moment I entered into marriage to the tragic event of jumping off the building, Archer had been abroad.

Casting a glance at Archer, I felt glad to have him protecting me!

With a serious face, I stated firmly, "Today is a blind date, and mutual consent is essential.

"I haven't agreed to date Brycen, yet he holds my hand and even calls himself my boyfriend?

"Is this his politeness? Is this what you call 'honesty'?"

With that, I calmly looked at Brycen's rotund face and sunken nose. It was apparent that he had crossed a line.

Seeing that I didn't give in at all, Brycen and Maura left in embarrassment.

After they left, my mother scrutinized Archer and me.

"Khloe, who is he?" she asked.

"I'm Khloe's boyfriend," Archer replied.

"What?"

I looked at Archer in confusion, while he hugged me tightly.

"You're going on a blind date while being with me? Khloe, don't go too far!" said Archer.

My mother had actually recognized Archer. Witnessing the closeness between Archer and me, she couldn't help but laugh.

I had always known that my mother loved me.

Recognizing that she wouldn't be able to be by my side all my life, she wanted to find someone who could provide care and support in her absence.

After I died in my past life, my mother went crazy and went to find Brycen. Unfortunately, she was beaten by the drunk Brycen and suffered a concussion.

Afterwards, Brycen assumed a facade of care and visited my mother, making promises to look after her until the end of her days.

My mother was not a fool, so she would naturally not give anything to Brycen just because of his verbal promise.

After a long time, Brycen realized that he couldn't get money from my parents, so he started thinking about the insurance.

He tricked my parents into going to watch the sunrise, created an accident, and received two insurance compensations.

Then, he divided the two insurance payments into three portions.

One portion was for gambling, another one was for a stripper, and the last one was for the matchmaker to find him a wife.

In the end, I gave birth to a son for him, but no one in my family survived.

However, I still wanted to know why this life was different from the previous one.

"Archer..." I began to speak.

"I know what you want to say, but don't ask! Trust me," Archer reassured me.

I met his gaze.

His eyes were determined, as if he was guarding something to the death.

I had read about rebirth in novels, and recently, I read a novel about two people experiencing rebirth together.

While I knew this idea was crazy, the world was filled with countless extraordinary and unexpected occurrences.

I quickly booked a flight for my parents to Seagrad for a trip.

I was aware that Brycen would not give up easily and that he would pester my parents sooner or later.

So this time, I sent them away in advance, then opened my phone and signed myself up for various fitness classes, including boxing and physical training,

If I wanted to beat up a scumbag, I needed not only a clear mind but also honed physical strength!

Archer and I went downstairs, and sure enough, Brycen hadn't left. He knelt on one knee, holding a flower.

"Khloe, I know I'm not good enough for you, but I will impress you with my sincere actions!" said Brycen.

Archer wanted to punch him, but I stopped him.

"In a society ruled by law, resorting to violence is against the law!" Brycen protested.

I looked at the roses he had picked up from the flower bed and silently called the neighborhood association.

"Hello, is this Edith from the neighborhood association? The roses you've been carefully caring for have been plucked..."

"Who did it? Is someone from our neighborhood!" Edith asked anxiously.

Before I could hang up the phone, Edith rushed over.

She was the most famous quarreler in the whole neighborhood and had no rivals in quarrels.

Ever since her most precious potted plant was stolen a few months ago, she had hated outsiders entering our neighborhood.

Before Brycen could react, Edith grabbed him by the collar.

She snapped, "You are not from our neighborhood. How did you get in? Are you a thief?

"You are an adult. Don't you know that protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility? Did you see the sign?"

Yes, Edith loved flowers the most and liked to occupy public areas to grow flowers.

Brycen seemed to have never considered that the flower bed was Edith's personal property.

I ignored them and took Archer away.

In my past life, Brycen spread rumors about me, saying that I had been involved with numerous men and that my personal life was chaotic.

After Edith found out, she exaggerated the story and spread it everywhere, deliberately teaming up with others to isolate my mother...

She bore some responsibility for my demise as well!

Now, she was paying off a debt from her past life!

Brycen wanted to chase me, but Edith sat on him and grabbed his neck.

Behind me, screams erupted one after another. Karma had finally caught up with him.

I got into Archer's car and headed straight to the nearest gym.

I treated the bag as a representation of Brycen and unleashed a forceful kick upon it.

Archer and many fitness coaches stared at me worriedly.

"Is she here to work out? She's gonna ruin this place!"

"Should we call the manager or the police?"

The receptionist had taken out her phone. I turned to shoot a stern look at her, causing her to drop her phone in shock.

In the mirror, I realized how scary my eyes were!

I was about to say something when my phone rang.

"Khloe, something 's up!" came my mother's panicked voice from the other end.

"Brycen beat up Edith, and now Edith is at our house and wants compensation!"

Brycen beat Edith. Why was she asking us for compensation?