Rebirth: My Turn To Strike Back

In my past life, my boyfriend Jared Xanderson's childhood sweetheart, Cindy Smith, pretends to be a rich heiress and fools around recklessly. When I expose her lies, she snaps and rams her car straight into me.

As I lie on the brink of death, Jared's older brother, Mark Xanderson, gets down on his knees and begs him to save me.

But Jared doesn't even flinch. "That's impossible. Cindy's of noble status—why would she dirty her hands over a nobody like her? Just because she's dating me doesn't mean she can climb above her station. She needs to remember her place."

Mark kneels and pleads for three days and three nights, but it's useless. In the end, he's beaten to death by thugs Cindy sends after him.

Even as my heart stops beating, Jared is still defending Cindy. He covers up the evidence and refuses to believe she killed someone, even as she destroys his own brother.

Now, reborn, I don't waste time begging Jared to visit me. This time, I call my brother, Eric Spencer, first.

"Eric, there's a woman out there impersonating me and running wild. Handle it. Also, about the Xanderson family engagement—I'm switching grooms from Jared to his brother, Mark."

Over the years, I've poured massive resources into the Xanderson family, but it seems I've only raised a pack of ungrateful snakes.

Now I want to see how long Jared and his precious Cindy can stay on their high horse without me!

"I'll make sure you regret humiliating me in front of everyone tonight, Suzanna! You were acting so high and mighty back when you were exposing me—did it ever cross your mind that payback might come back one day?

"You're nothing but a cheap woman. Jared doesn't even care about you! Believe it or not—even if I left you for dead here in the middle of nowhere, he'd still take my side!"

Cindy's familiar words reached my ears, but before I could even react, blinding headlights came rushing at me. The engine roared—pain tore through my body as the car slammed into me.

That was when it hit me—I'd been reborn at the exact moment she ran me over.

Somehow, my shattered phone had dialed my boyfriend, Jared Xanderson. His cold, disgusted voice came through the speaker, "Stop calling me, Suzanna. I know you're just jealous of me and Cindy. That's why you're trying to come between us.

"It's impossible for her to run you with her car. It's worth tens of millions—she wouldn't wreck it just to run you over. I'm done believing in you, no matter what you say this time!"

He fell silent after speaking his mind, as if waiting for my reaction. However, unlike in my past life, I didn't try to explain or beg for his help, desperately trying to convince him to see Cindy's true colors.

Instead, I watched as she drove off without a second glance. I then reached out with great effort to end the call—using the last