After My Little Aunt's Rebirth, She Forced Me to Marry My Bully — Novel

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In a world where betrayal runs deep, Maggie finds herself trapped between a cruel past and an uncertain future. Reborn with the memories of her tragic end, she’s determined to rewrite her fate. When her manipulative aunt Jessie insists she marry her high school bully, the man who once tormented her, Maggie refuses to be a pawn in Jessie’s twisted game. As the stakes rise, so does the tension; Maggie’s resolve ignites a fierce battle of wills between them.

But with her father's health hanging in the balance, Maggie is forced to navigate a web of deceit and desperation. Can she outsmart the aunt who has orchestrated her suffering, or will history repeat itself? As the blind date looms closer, Maggie must confront the dark secrets of her past while forging her own path.

With every choice, Maggie’s fight for freedom becomes a dangerous dance with fate. Will she find the strength to break free from the chains of her family's legacy, or will the shadows of her past consume her once more? In this gripping tale of resilience, the line between love and hate blurs, and nothing is quite as it seems.

After My Little Aunt's Rebirth, She Forced Me to Marry My Bully1

My aunt Jessie claimed she had been reborn.

For my happy future, she insisted I marry the man she’d arranged for me.

But that man was the same person who had bullied me during my school days.

In my previous life, I married my bully, and in the end, I was brutally beaten to death by him while pregnant.

Jessie took all my possessions and had my body cremated, scattering my ashes to the wind.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the day she forced me to go on that blind date.

As I watched her spout nonsense, describing my “happy future” vividly, I laughed. She had no idea that I had been reborn too.

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“Maggie, you must go on this blind date tomorrow. You don’t have a choice in this matter!”

A sharp pain in my arm pulled me back to reality. The person twisting my arm was none other than my aunt Jessie. Seeing her fierce expression, I felt a bit dazed.

I pinched my thigh hard – pain! I really was reborn!

In my previous life, after my mother died, Jessie borrowed all the death compensation money, leaving our family destitute. My father’s medical expenses depended on her mood.