Although I was reborn, by the time I came back to life, Charles had already divorced me and remarried another woman.
I couldn't possibly go back and disrupt someone else's marriage, so I had to maintain the status quo from my previous life, remaining a single mother.
Thinking of this made me even angrier, and I directly picked up the trash bag in my hand and swung it hard at Miranda's face.
The yellowish, unidentified liquid smeared all over her face, filling her nostrils with a foul stench and causing her to retch instantly.
She lunged at me like an octopus. I dodged, kicked her twice, and then fled.
She screamed obscenities, but my home had good sound insulation, so I didn't hear a word.
Facts taught me not to offend those who were already despicable.
While I was out, Miranda tricked Vivian into opening the door under the guise of giving her fruit.
She quietly cut up the dress in Vivian's room. As if fearing I would repair it, she burned most of it until Vivian smelled the smoke.
She fell to the ground, panicked. "Fire! Fire! Call the fire department to put out the fire!"
Watching her beloved dress turn to ashes, Vivian cried out in heartbreak.