Chapter 9 Economical and Practical Birthday Gifts
Late at night, a fine drizzle began outside the window. Lin Banxia leaned against the window, her gaze coldly fixed on the rainy night outside.
The joy of surviving death and being reborn had slowly faded, replaced in her heart by anger, resentment, and hatred.
But the most vivid memory was the painful entanglement with Huo Yanting at the hotel before she died.
Three years of marriage, and her purity had been given to someone else.
He said he loved her, said he wanted to marry her—was it true? Or was it all just lies?
Her sports car had just been serviced; the brakes couldn't possibly fail. The only explanation was that someone had tampered with her car.
Who?
There was no point in pursuing this question anymore, but Lin Banxia wasn't foolish. She knew exactly who benefited most from her death.
The fear of cold water flooding her organs still remained vivid, the suffocating pain etched into her very bones, impossible to forget.