I had just arrived at the casino when a huge sign suddenly came crashing down from above!

My heart skipped a beat. I reacted instantly and dodged just in time, narrowly avoiding getting hit on the head.

I pushed the door open with a bang.

I rushed over to Regina, my face full of fear and panic. "Regina, stop this. If you continue betting, I'll die for sure!"

In my previous life, I watched Regina win prizes and bets again and again, while I had to suffer wave after wave of suffering and illness in the hospital.

My misfortune was so extreme that even the nurses avoided me, and I was shuffled from one hospital to another with no end in sight.

This time, I was determined to get to the bottom of everything.

The moment I finished speaking, anger swept through the entire crowd.

Jack even stepped forward to defend her. "Ariel, you refused to come when we asked you earlier! Now that Reggie is winning, you got upset and came over to stop her? Drop the pity act!"

People around me started shoving me even harder.

"That's right. Ariel, get out of here!"

I was instantly surrounded.

Regina casually rolled a die in her hand, letting out a soft laugh. "Ariel, why would you die if I place a bet? What kind of logic is that?"

My face was tense, tears almost welling up in my eyes.

"You know exactly what's going on!"

At that moment, two words flashed across the livestream screen. "Start betting!"

Regina spoke slowly and calmly. "Alright then. One more round."

They pinned my shoulders down so tightly I could barely move. I struggled beneath them, desperation rising as I pleaded to Regina, "Please stop this! Regina, you'll get me killed!"

Yet, Regina merely flashed a smile.

Just moments earlier, the scar-faced man had already demanded that everything be inspected—the dice, the table, everything. With tens of millions watching, there was no way she could tamper with anything.

This was the perfect opportunity for her to make a name for herself.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the dice cup again, it was another three of a kind.

Gasps erupted across the entire room.

"Damn, Reggie! We're sticking with you from now on!"

Caught in the chaos, I was shoved through the crowd until I lost my balance completely. At the same moment, the chandelier above suddenly came loose and plummeted straight toward me.

Shards of shattered glass embedded themselves into my skin in an instant. A wave of pain hit me, causing me to lose consciousness on the spot.

When I woke up, I was hooked up to machines and even a ventilator.

The doctor came in with his brows furrowed. "Ms. Nichols, this doesn't add up. Your earlier tests showed no genetic issues. Why did three or four conditions suddenly appear out of nowhere?"

My whole body trembled, tears streaming down my face.

As expected, Regina did this to me!

In my past life, I transferred from one hospital to another, but instead of getting better, I only grew worse. I even got involved in multiple accidents and ended up dying.

"Where's my husband? Doctor, please call Jack Burns."

The doctor's expression was stormy as he handed me the phone. "Talk to him yourself."

On the other end of the call, music and clinking glasses blended together, loud and distant in my ears.

Jack sounded increasingly impatient. "Didn't I say Reggie's celebrating her success? Why do you keep calling? Stop being annoying. Ariel is perfectly fine by herself. Don't call again!"

He then ended the call coldly.

The doctor gave me a long look before turning to leave.

I was left alone in the ward.

In that instant, tears spilled uncontrollably down my face. My emotions surged like a dam about to break, impossible to hold back any longer.

"Why me? Is this all my life will ever be?"

…

Late at night, Regina pushed the door open, stinking of alcohol.

She stood there, dazzling in jewels, holding a celebratory cake personally made by Jack. Her smile was sharp as it landed on me.

"Ariel, why do you always end up back in the hospital? I told you to follow me to the gamble, but you refused to listen. Look at you. Do you regret it now?"

Fury erupted within me. I didn't even feel like talking to her.

Having been given a second chance at life, I refuse to die so vaguely and unjustly.

When she wasn't paying attention, I quickly pressed a knife to her neck and threatened coldly, "Regina Wade, I know this is all your doing. You're going to get me killed! Tell me right now how to undo whatever you've done to my luck!"

I increased the pressure, causing the knife to cut into Regina's skin and drops of blood to bead.

Regina didn't look the least bit flustered. Instead, she met me with an innocent expression. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What does your bad luck have to do with me? I was born lucky. Of course, I'm luckier than normal people!"

I let out a cold laugh, my mind racing. "Let me think. When did you start to get lucky? Oh, right after I had that kidney surgery…"

I dragged out the last syllable and caught a flicker of panic that crossed Regina's eyes.

"Really? Regina, you're overthinking it. If that were true, then maybe a few more surgeries and your luck would come back, right?”

The next second, a sharp, spreading pain erupted across my body.

The blade in my hand had pierced my palm, oddly enough.

"Oh, how careless of you." Regina shook me off and turned to leave.

I bit back the pain and carefully recalled the flash of panic that crossed her face earlier.

What really happened? Why would my bad luck have anything to do with the surgery?

My whole body jolted as something clicked in my mind. Before the surgery, Regina suddenly had an idea to visit an old monastery. There, she obtained a fortune-changing bead and later gave it to me.

I had already discarded it. Could it be…

A thought occurred to me, so I immediately summoned the doctor. "I need another surgery now. Thank you."

After hearing my explanation, the doctor was still hesitant. "But your body is in no condition for more surgery. At this point, it could cost you your life."

"I'm fine with that. Please proceed."

Sweat beaded on my forehead, but my voice stayed steady and firm.

Compared to endless misfortune, I was willing to take the gamble.