After Being Reborn, I Got the Biggest Luck while My Boyfriend and His First Love SufferedChapter 1

On the high-speed train home for the Independence Day holiday, my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart couldn't get a ticket.

In order to sit with her, my boyfriend directly sat in the seat of the person next to him.

Just before the train departed, a plain-looking middle-aged woman stood beside them and said that was her seat. But neither of them had any intention of giving it up.

I forced my boyfriend to return the seat to its rightful owner.

His childhood sweetheart, sulking in protest, stood the entire journey. She suffered a miscarriage and bled to death.

He calmly arranged her funeral and then married me.

But on the day I went into labor, he bought me standing tickets and forced me to endure three days and nights on the high-speed train.

When he saw me bleeding profusely, he laughed with maniacal arrogance.

"Alice, this is what you owe Daisy Miller. If you had not stopped me that day, she wouldn't have died! Die, you monster! Join Daisy and her unborn baby!”

He stomped on my swollen belly and both my baby and I died on that speeding train.