Falling in Love With a Debt-Ridden Boyfriend

"Finally, you're willing to come back. I thought you would stay at the nightclub and let yourself be touched a little longer."

Zack Walker's sarcastic voice sounded.

I looked at the familiar man in front of me in a daze.

"Didn't Zack stab me to death with a knife? How am I still able to move?"

My phone rang, and the time displayed on it showed it was four years ago.

At that moment, I realized that I was reborn.

I was reborn to the time when I had just known Zack for a year, and all the tragedies of my previous life had not happened yet!

"Huh, another man."

Zack snatched my phone and looked at the caller ID on it, gritting his teeth:

"Catherine Lewis, will you die if you don't mess around outside?"

I looked up at him, and his eyes were full of violence. How did I used to think that it was his way of caring about me? I was brainwashed by him and loved him wholeheartedly.

"Isn't it normal if I work in a bar?"

I poured myself a glass of warm water to relieve my thirst after drinking.

"You finally admit that you're fooling around with some other man outside!"

Zack, as if he had caught me red-handed, took out his phone from his pocket. The video showed me mixing drinks at the bar, pleasing a customer with a fake smile.

He looked so funny when he acted like that.

In my previous life, he pursued me for three years, claiming that I was his only one in this life and he would not marry anyone else. I was deeply moved. When he told me about his failed business and his being chased by a debt collector with no place to go, I let him move into my house and took good care of him, providing him with good food and drink. I feared that he would be under too much pressure, so I always did everything carefully as he wished.

Nevertheless, he not only didn't appreciate it, but he treated me like a servant and took all my money to support his mistress outside.

To repay his debts, I worked hard day and night, doing 10 odd jobs a day, even working as a hostess in a bar. To improve my performance, I endured humiliation and was taken advantage of by customers. In the end, I was stripped naked and filmed in an indecent video.

But Zack, who knew everything, didn't care at all.

"Catherine is just a gold digger who is both slutty and cheap. She says she's making money to repay my debts, but she's just making excuses for her promiscuous behavior. I guess she's probably secretly happy after filming this video. If you like it, you can buy her a bottle of wine. She can even film something more explicit!"

I was livid and asked him to repay the money. I wanted to report him to the police for fraud and defamation. I didn't expect him to stab me to death and dismember my body!

My internal organs and minced meat were flushed into the toilet and down the sewer.

Just thinking about the miserable situation in my previous life made me tremble with anger.

Fortunately, I was reborn and nothing had happened yet. I would make everyone who had deceived me pay a price a hundred times heavier than mine!

I hid all the hatred in my eyes and looked up at Zack with a smile.

"If you don't believe me, I won't go there anymore."

He was stunned for a second, not expecting me to agree so readily.

Being a hostess at a bar was the fastest way to make money and pay off debts, but Zack thought I was trying to seduce other men and attract attention. I desperately explained that it was to pay off his debts, but he just kept insulting me, and in the end, I could only apologize and blame myself for everything.

In my previous life, he took out that video and scolded me for being shameless. I desperately explained how innocent I was, but it only resulted in more heartless mockery and brainwashing from him, making me feel ashamed and sorry for him.

I wouldn't give him that opportunity this time.

With alcohol in my system and exhaustion taking over my body, I didn't want to talk with him. I walked straight to the bathroom, ready to wash up and go to sleep.

Zack saw that I was ignoring him and caught up to hold my hand.

"What's that attitude? You were the one who told me not to worry and that you would help me pay off my debts and support me when my business failed. It's only been a month and you can't stand it and want to regret it?"

Looking at his arrogant and angry expression, I inexplicably found it funny.

"I've seen many men who live off women, but you're the first one who not only does not appreciate it but also badmouths the one who supports you."

I used to wonder what benefits he could get from defaming me, his girlfriend.

Now I realized that Zack was just despicable. Otherwise, how could he come up with such a disgusting idea as pretending to be poor to deceive his girlfriend?

Zack's face turned red from my scolding, and he was about to fight back when the password lock of the house rang.

When I looked at my "pure best friend" in a Chanel white dress and carrying a Louis Vuitton bag, memories from my past life came flooding back.