When I opened my eyes again, I was in my boss’s office.

My boss, Andy Wilson, waved his hand in front of me and said, “Emma, what are you staring at, huh? Hurry up to make copies and tidy up before leaving.”

“Mr. Wilson? You’re still alive?”

Just after being reborn, I blurted out and even reached out to touch his face to see if it was warm.

Andy was probably stunned and forgot to dodge.

My hand touched his left cheek, warm and elastic, not a dead person.

“E... Emma, does that mean... your husband is still outside?” Andy seemed to be shocked and his words were incoherent. By now, I had accepted the fact that I had been reborn.

Outside the shutters, the city was covered in heavy snow.

I held the documents tightly in my hand, and memories from the past lives flooded my mind.

This day in a previous life, Peter didn’t wait for me to drive home after work, so I had to take a taxi.

But the snow was too heavy, and our company was in a remote location. I stood at the company’s entrance and almost turned into a snowman without catching a single car.

In the end, Andy parked the car in front of me and kindly sent me home.

But unexpectedly, at the nearest intersection to my home, a large truck skidded and crashed straight into us.

Andy died on the spot, and I became paralyzed from the neck down.

Because it was during rush hour, there were many onlookers. The two of us were photographed and posted online. Netizens quickly spread the news that Andy was divorced and I was married.

There were various speculations and rumors online.

Until my husband Peter liked a news about my affair.

The internet was flooded with accusations of me being shameless and us being adulterers.

Peter showed me the messages on his phone one by one.

I couldn’t move my body, but I was conscious. I explained it to him over and over again, but he didn’t listen. Instead, he took a thin wire and walked towards me.

Under my terrified gaze, he walked to the end of the bed and pulled my feet down halfway.

Then he came up to me, stepped on my hair on the bed, and tightly clamped my head with his legs.

He poked my lips with the wire. When I opened my mouth out of pain, he pulled out my tongue and quickly folded it in half, winding it around with the wire.

I will never forget my screaming and his smile when he wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth.

“Be good. I believe that you haven’t cheated.”

“Of course, I will take good care of you!”

“But before that, you have to be silent.”

From then on, Peter presented himself as a loyal man to his cheating wife.

Setting up the camera, he tearfully begged me not to give up on myself, not to hurt myself anymore, and not to do anything self-destructive.

In the video he took, he carefully washed every toe for me, but no one knew that only my feet and head were in good condition.

After he turned off the camera, my back, buttocks, and any part of my body that touched the bed were covered in unhealed bedsores.

My lower body was rotten and smelly. Only when someone came to interview me would Peter wear a mask and gloves to scrub me vigorously with steel wool.

Even worse, Peter had sex in front of me with another woman whom I knew best.

Through their conversation, I learned that Peter had already cheated on me long ago!

With my thoughts recovering, the first thing I needed to do was to save myself and Andy.

In my previous life, Andy died of kindness. Even after his death, he was accused of destroying my marriage.

Driven by guilt in my heart, I left Andy’s office and immediately saw Peter leaving alone, not intending to wait for me.

“Peter, where are you going?”

“Where else can I go? Just get off work. You hurry.”

Although Peter responded to me in front of colleagues, I could still hear the impatience in his voice.

I couldn’t figure out why he was so bored with me when we'd only been married for two years in my previous life.

It wasn’t until I was reborn that I realized he was fed up with me simply because he was having an affair.

After all, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.

I recalled the pain in the root of my tongue, suppressed the anger in my heart, and covered my stomach. “My stomach hurts. Can you help me make a copy of the documents and deliver them to Mr. Wilson’s office?”

With so many people in the company, Peter couldn’t refuse and took the documents from me with a dark face.

He was always a procrastinator. I watched him from the shadows and wasn’t angry that he didn’t wait for me after making the copies.

I knew the reason why he was like this. He definitely didn’t plan to go home.

I didn’t bother to expose him either. After all, in this new life, I only had boundless hatred for him.

I took out my phone and checked the time, which was not much different from the time when Andy and I left in our previous lives.

I just hoped that God would open his eyes and let my plan not go down the drain.

The visibility in a blizzard was no more than fifteen meters, and the speed was best kept between twenty and thirty miles per hour.

But I knew Peter well. He cherished his life but also pursued excitement, so he had to control his speed on the edge of danger.

According to his speed and the timing of the three traffic lights on the road, as long as he didn’t stop in the middle, even if he didn’t die, he would be crippled.

In the memories of my previous life, although Peter was going in the same direction as me, he was not going home, but was anxious to take advantage of my time to go home to be intimate with the other woman.

So, I am sure he won’t stop halfway.

Just when I was hiding in the dark, full of anticipation, Andy suddenly appeared. I was far away and couldn’t hear what they said, but I saw Peter turn off the engine and get out of the car, following Andy back to the company.