The Social Butterfly Wants to Steal My Boyfriend

The female college student I sponsored became pregnant and asked me to let her stay at my house to give birth.

After moving in, my husband showered her with attention.

She looked smug.

I'll see how long she can keep up the smugness.

1

I was jolted awake by a feeling of suffocation.

I tried moving and found that my limbs were still able to move freely.

I slowly exhaled, feeling a sense of being fortunate to be alive.

After being murdered by Lucas Brown and Ella Lee, I was reborn.

Recalling the last moments of my previous life, lying helpless on the bed as Lucas and Ella humiliated me, hatred rose within me.

I must make them pay.

Ella was a student I had sponsored, and after graduating from university, she broke up with her boyfriend.

But after the breakup, Ella discovered that she was unexpectedly pregnant.

After she became pregnant, no company would hire her, and her ex-boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

Ella came to me, saying she had nowhere else to turn and begged me to let her stay at my place to give birth.

She said that I had supported her for such a long time, so I should help her a little more and take her in.

I was moved by her words, so I agreed.

I treated Ella well, but I discovered that she was having an affair with my husband, Lucas.

When I found evidence and was about to formally ask Lucas for a divorce, I fell ill.

My limbs gradually lost strength and mobility, and my breathing became increasingly difficult.

Lucas said that the doctor had diagnosed me with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS).

However, neither of my parents had the dominant gene for ALS.

When I was completely bedridden and unable to take care of myself, Lucas and Ella no longer hid their affair.

They were being affectionate in front of me, spending money from the company that should have belonged to me.

Meanwhile, I was surrounded by piles of excrement that had not been cleaned for a long time.

I died without any dignity.

Starting over, I would make them pay the price.

The phone on my nightstand vibrated. I picked it up to see that Ella had sent me a message.

She wrote, [Olivia, I have nowhere else to go. I'm already pregnant, and no company will hire me. My ex-boyfriend disappeared, and I can't find him. Can I come and stay at your place to have the baby?]

[I've already asked Lucas, and he agreed.]

[Olivia, you've been helping me for so long. It wouldn't be a problem for you to help me again, right?]

Asking Lucas first and then telling me, that's a case of deciding first and then reporting.

I coldly tapped the screen of my phone, [Sure, welcome.]

[I promise to take good care of you.]

2

After replying to Ella, I immediately called a technician to install surveillance and recording equipment in secret places around the house.

Ella arrived at my house that evening, along with Lucas.

They came in just as I was coming out of the room.

They were holding each other when they walked in, looking quite flirtatious.

As I saw them, Lucas immediately let go of Ella and looked a bit embarrassed.

He explained to me, "I picked Ella up on the way here, and she almost fell just now. I just helped her."

Ella looked at Lucas angrily and said to me, "Yes, Olivia, thanks to Lucas."

In my last life, they were also hugging and holding each other when I caught them, and I really believed their story back then.

I didn't know if I had a problem with my brain last time, as they were so obvious, but I believed their lies.

I suppressed my laughter and nodded to show understanding, then took Ella to her room to put away her luggage.

After I settled her down, I showed her around the house.

This villa was designed and decorated by myself, warm and luxurious. I could see the unconcealed greed and jealousy in Ella's eyes while showing her around.

After seeing her expression, I took her back to her room and let her rest.

When I closed the door, I heard her muttering in a low voice.

Back in my room, I played the recording.

I heard Ella say, "Why should she be able to live in such a luxurious house while I'm just a guest? This kind of charity is something I don't need, and when I have the baby, these things will be mine eventually!"

I never expected that my help to Ella would be seen as charity.

This might be the malice of the recipient.

My assistance made her see her own insignificance and inferiority, and she believed that I was looking down on her and giving her charity.

She accepted my help, yet was filled with hatred and wanted to replace me.

But, she said that these things would be hers after she gave birth to the baby?

It seemed that there was something fishy about whose child this was.