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.
My elaborate plan was ruined, but I couldn’t hate it.
After all, besides being unaware, Andy was a victim like me in my previous life.
I was curious. Andy was a good boss. He always advocated finishing work early and leaving on time. He had never asked us to work overtime.
Even in my two lifetimes, this was the first time I’ve seen him stay with the employees after work.
It was snowing heavily now. I couldn’t catch a taxi like in my previous life when I went out, so I followed them quietly.
Andy took Peter directly to his office, closed the door, and pulled down the shutters without giving me a chance to peek. I have no idea what they said.
But when they came out, Peter looked a bit down.
When Peter saw that I hadn’t left, he suddenly rushed towards me fiercely.
“Emma, do you want to divorce me?” He said angrily.
I was shocked by his words and instinctively shook my head.
Divorce was not the best option now. If I couldn’t kill him, I would let him feel the suffering of online bullying at least.
But Peter obviously misunderstood. He pointed at me and said through gritted teeth. “If I find out that you’re reporting to the boss about me again, I’ll divorce you!”
After he finished speaking, he originally wanted to pick up the folder next to him and throw it at me, but he caught a glimpse of Mr. Wilson and held back.
“Let’s talk about it when we get home!”
After Peter left, I became even more puzzled. Could it be that Andy knew about the things I helped Peter with before?
But it shouldn’t be like this. In my previous life, I always brought them home. Apart from Peter and me, there was no third person who knew about it at all.
It was precisely because of this that Peter was able to become the sales department manager.
I wanted to ask Andy, but there were thousands of words gathered in my heart. The only thing that came out was a simple apology.
“It’s okay, it’s not your fault.”
Andy’s words made me feel a bit confused. Especially when I looked into his eyes, I inexplicably felt that he was different from my previous life.
I couldn’t resist tempting, “Mr. Wilson, do you know about reincarnation?”
Revenge