Chapter 1

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The new neighbor next door knocked on my door in the middle of the night, saying a mouse had gotten into her place, and asking if my husband could help her catch it.

In my last life, I didn't think much of it. A girl who'd just moved in seemed a little pitiful, so I let my husband go help.

But I never imagined that the next morning, Winona Gilbert would call the police and claim my husband had assaulted her.

He had no way to defend himself. He tried to reason with her, but Winona said his fingerprints were in her apartment, that he'd come inside the night before.

Faced with fingerprint evidence, it didn't matter that we said he'd left them behind while helping her catch the mouse at her own request. No one believed us.

Winona even started a livestream, sobbing about her ordeal.

The company fired my husband, and a crowd of self-appointed do-gooders online organized and came to our building, grabbing hold of me and my husband and beating us.

In the shoving, I hit my head by accident and died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night Winona came knocking.

"Kay Dickerson, I just moved in and there's this huge mouse in my apartment. I'm scared. Could Jerome maybe help me catch it?"

Winona asked, her face pleading.

I only answered coldly, "My husband is afraid of mice too. Go find building management."

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The moment I finished speaking, a flash of shock crossed Winona's face.

She hadn't expected me to say something like that.

"Kay, it's so late now, it feels wrong to bother management. Besides, Jerome doesn't look like he's afraid of mice at all!"

She looked at me, speaking urgently.

I only shook my head, cold. "Sorry, my husband really is scared!"

"And there's management here in the building. One phone call and someone comes!"

Having said that, I didn't wait for Winona to respond. I shut the door.

Beside me, my husband stared at me, stunned.

"Kay, it's just a mouse. There's no harm in us helping!"

I didn't answer him. I opened the livestream on my phone.

As a fashion blogger, I already had plenty of followers, and on any given day there were plenty of people in my livestream room.

I knew that right now, I had to leave evidence for myself, and those viewers in my livestream room were my evidence.

While I streamed, I deliberately kept my husband in the frame.

A lot of viewers were even curious, wondering why I'd put my husband on camera today of all days.

At exactly that moment, someone knocked on my door again.

I knew it had to be Winona.

I turned and glanced at my phone. It was still streaming. Only then did I let out a breath.

Then I got up and opened the door.

Sure enough, Winona was standing outside.

She looked at me with tear-filled eyes and said, "Kay, I called management!"

"They said no one can come until tomorrow morning!"

"I'm really scared, I can't sleep. I want to ask Jerome to help me catch the mouse!"

Winona looked at me, pleading.

I only shook my head. "Winona, it's not that I won't help you!"

"It's just that my husband is afraid of mice too. He really can't help!"

"Even if management can't come, you can call your landlord!"

"She doesn't live far. She could be here quickly!"

As I said this, I clearly saw that Winona's mood had shifted.

"Kay, just yesterday I saw Jerome catch two mice in the building!"

She looked at me, pleading. "Kay, please, I'm begging you, help me!"

"Sorry, I really can't help!"