This Time, You are Loser

Chapter 1

Jaidyn rushed to the edge of the track and picked up my broken ski, examining it closely.

With his years of experience, a single touch told him something was wrong with the ski wax.

Although the competition was underway, Jaidyn informed me that after negotiations, I could replace the ski and continue the race, albeit with a point deduction.

The skis had been with me the whole competition, except for the brief time when Julia held onto them while I went to the locker room.

A suspicion began to form in my mind. I asked Jaidyn to immediately retrieve the surveillance footage before it could be deleted.

Sensing the urgency, Jaidyn wasted no time and hurried off.

Meanwhile, medics arrived to take Julia away.

The referee gestured for us to prepare for the continuation of the competition.

However, instead of heading towards the exit, the medical personnel carried Julia directly onto the competition grounds.

As the referee moved to intervene, my boyfriend, Chandler Berry, shoved him aside.

My brow furrowed, recalling Julia's words to me before my death. It was clear she had long coveted Chandler.

Now, seeing Chandler rush down from the spectator stands towards Julia, looking as if he was about to demand justice on her behalf, it hit me—they'd been in on this together all along.

How foolish I had been in my past life, blind to the clandestine affair unfolding right under my nose between the two people closest to me.

Now, with the truth revealed, all those past moments made sense.

For instance, Chandler only thoughtfully prepared drinks and offered to pay when Julia was around.

Later, it escalated to the point where Chandler would only agree to watch my training and competitions if I invited Julia along.

I had been so naive, attributing his behavior to a busy work schedule.

Suddenly, a sharp pain in my shoulder jolted me back to reality.

Chandler withdrew his hand, noticing my glare.

A flicker of guilt crossed his face before he bellowed, "What kind of skiing was that? You almost killed Julia!"

"You hurt someone and can't even apologize? Typical of someone without a mother, utterly lacking manners."

His words struck me like a bucket of ice water.

When I was a child, my mother had sacrificed herself to save me from an avalanche,

Losing her left a scar that would never heal, and now the person I thought I loved was using that against me.

Just then, Emory came storming over, her face flushed with anger.

She had witnessed Chandler striking me from afar and immediately charged forward, shoving him away. "What do you think you're doing? There was clearly a problem with the skis. What does this have to do with Adeline?"

"And the competition isn't over yet! Don't you understand the rules? You barge in here with your girlfriend, acting like this. We can deal with the situation after the competition."

Under Emory's fierce questioning, Chandler deflated.

Lying on the stretcher, Julia gently tugged at his sleeve and said in a pitiful voice, "Chandler, it's all my fault. I'm just clumsy and mess everything up."

"I only wanted to take some photos of Adeline. It wouldn't have mattered even if I got hit."