Chapter 4

My mind went completely blank. I couldn't comprehend what was happening.

Why was Ethan still defending Rachel? Didn't I burn that amulet?

If my plan had worked, Ethan shouldn't have any feelings for Rachel at all!

Yet, just like in my past life, he was protecting her and even forcing me to apologize to her!

What went wrong?!

Rachel seemed to read my mind. She leaned in close and whispered in a voice only I could hear:

"Confused, aren't you? Wondering why your loving husband is protecting an outsider like me?"

"Let me make it crystal clear for you."

"You burned the amulet, didn't you? I saw you shove it carelessly into your pocket that day. In your past life, you treated it like a treasure and kept it in your wallet. From that moment, I knew you were up to something."

"And sure enough, I saw you secretly throw it into the fire."

"In your past life, you couldn't stand my arrogance in the office. In this life, you let me run wild and even egged me on."

"Did you really think you were the only one who got reborn, Chloe? You're still destined to die a horrible death in this life!"

It was only then that the truth hit me. Rachel had reborn too!

She knew my tricks from the start. She played along just to let me lower my guard, all so she could cast the emotional transfer spell on me again.

And now, seven days had passed.

The emotional transfer system was fully active.

Ethan threw a thick file in my face in front of everyone.

Just like in my past life, it was a set of divorce papers.

"Chloe, I don't love you anymore. Sign it and get out."

Looking into Ethan's freezing cold eyes, the excruciating pain of my past death rushed back.

Before I could even process it, Ethan had my bags packed and thrown out. Rachel moved into our villa that very day.

Even my daughter, when she came home from school and saw me sitting helplessly on the pavement, looked at me with disgust.

"Get away from my house! I don't know you!"

She ran straight into Rachel's arms, cuddling her.

"You're my real mommy. I love you the most."

Rachel smirked like a victorious queen, stroking my daughter’s hair while looking down at me.

This scene was identical to my past life. Nothing had changed.

Was it really true? Was I powerless to change my fate?

As Rachel walked past me, she whispered the exact same words I heard before I died:

"I'm taking over your life now. Go die already."

Then, she led my daughter and Ethan into the villa, hand in hand.

Watching their retreating figures, a faint, barely noticeable smile played on my lips.

I was waiting for her to say exactly that.

The real show is just getting started.