After Reborn, I Destroyed My Husband and His Mistress's Life

On the day of my heart transplant surgery, my husband, the hospital director, took all the doctors in the hospital, just because his childhood sweetheart had menstrual cramps.

I could only watch the heart I had been waiting for eight years, change its color and stop beating beside me. And since my chest cavity was opened, a piercing agony enveloped me.

Eighteen hours had passed, but no one entered the operating room.

With my own eyes, I watched the electrocardiogram turn into a straight line and I died at the hand of the husband I had supported.

After I died, James Hawtorn, my husband, deleted the only surveillance footage in the operating room and claimed that my weak body led to my death in the operating room.

Since my parents had nowhere to ask for help, they closed the doors and windows, turned the gas on and committed suicide on New Year's Eve.

James just stood in front of my house with cold eyes as he watched my parents dying in agony. He even forced them to sign the transfer of their properties. After that, he took his childhood sweetheart to live in a life of luxury.

When I opened my eyes again, I was returned to the day of my heart transplant surgery.

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“Go! Get all hospital medical staff to the top-floor VIP ward immediately. Wanda is having severe abdominal pain. There's no second to spare! Whoever arrives late won't get to keep their job!”

My husband's words made me snap back to my senses.

I glanced at the half-used syringe of anesthetic that was discarded beside me and the massive operating surgical lamp above me, then realized that I had been reborn!

And I was reborn on the very day of my heart transplant surgery.

In my previous life, I had dragged my sick body for eight years, waiting for this heart to be transplanted into me.

But on the very day of the surgery, because his childhood sweetheart, Wanda Gilmore, had menstrual cramps, James called every single medical staff member in the entire hospital to her ward. He even ordered the doctor who was halfway through administering my anesthesia to leave the operating room immediately.

After my repeated pleas and threats, James finally sent a random intern to perform my open-heart surgery.

But when the doctor saw my open chest cavity, he fainted. And I could only watch helplessly as the heart I'd waited eight years for turned color and stopped working before my eyes.

For eighteen hours, I was left alone in the operating room, without any care. And finally, consumed by excruciating agony, I died in bitter resentment.

After my death, James deleted all the surveillance videos of the operating room as soon as possible.

When my parents came to confront him, he coldly informed them that my own body had failed me, leading to my death on the operating table. Then he labeled my parents, who were protesting at the hospital, as medical troublemakers and exposed them online.

Exposed online and with no recourse left, they lost all hope. So, they committed suicide by turning on the gas at home.

When my parents suffocated to death, he was at the door, watching them with cold eyes. Then he tricked them into signing a property transfer agreement by revealing the truth of my death.

After all my family's assets, including the hospital, had been transferred under James's name, they directly threw me and my parents into a mass grave.

My soul, having died unjustly, could only watch helplessly as James married Wanda and lived a rich and happy life.

If I live again, I'll make those who wronged me pay!

With this thought, I dragged my numb, drugged body to the outer room and retrieved my phone, then I sent a message to my parents. The moment I received the reply, I finally felt relieved.

Outside the door, James's furious voice boomed once more. “Go! What are you waiting for? Get all the doctors to the top-floor VIP!”

"Director Hawthorn, the young lady is in the operating room awaiting surgery. She's already halfway through the anesthesia. If you take all the doctors away, what about her operation?”