2 Scumbag ex
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Tammy knew that every human, indeed every living being, had a limited time, a "remaining time" that only she could see.
Tammy knew that this so-called "remaining time" was not set in stone. Like water flowing, it could also, like water, be redirected and refilled.
Tammy knew that from the moment she suddenly became human and the owner of a coffee shop, a "remaining time" had appeared on her as well.
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As Tammy slowly lowered her head to look, she saw the "remaining time" beneath her feet.
It was less than 168 hours.
7 days.
Tammy had transformed from an ancient clock into a coffee shop owner, but she only had 7 days.
Once the 7 days were up, whether Tammy would turn back into a clock or disappear from this world entirely, she did not know, nor did she dare to find out easily.
The 7-day limit was like a curse from a fairy tale witch, absurd and ridiculous.
There was only one way to break the 7-day curse...
—By lending a helping hand to other lives and saving their dwindling "remaining time," she could reset her own constantly ticking clock back to 168 hours.
In layperson terms, the way to break the curse was to "help others and find happiness in it."
But some might call it...
—Meddling.
Just like earlier, when Tammy saved the life of a college heartthrob. The student's remaining time returned to normal 60-plus years, while Tammy's, which had been a pitiful 75 hours, reset to 168 hours.
It wasn't just the college student who was saved.
Tammy was too...
But no matter how many "good deeds" Tammy did, she could not exceed the 7-day mark. The 168 hours seemed to be a limit.
The 168 hours revealed that Tammy was not truly human...
Even though Tammy spoke human language, did human work, and was carrying a human child. She was ultimately still an ancient clock spirit.
"Preg..."
Tammy couldn't care less about her pitiful 168 hours anymore. Her gaze was fixed on her abdomen.
"Are you saying... I'm pregnant?"
Tammy pointed to herself in disbelief, her mind in a jumble. Getting pregnant right after becoming human, was that normal?
"Um..."
Tammy tried to compose herself, flashing an awkward yet polite smile at the perfect 100-score man. "Excuse me, but whose child am I carrying?"
Who was the father of the baby? She had no clue.
Tammy had suddenly become human and the owner of the coffee shop, but she hadn't inherited the original owner's memories.
Tammy knew nothing about her "past" life.
"Tammy."
The smile finally disappeared from the perfect man's face, successfully provoked by Tammy. "Are you done with the persistent tactics and now trying to play hard to get with me?"
The air became unusually sticky.
Perhaps it was because Tammy's expression was so shocked and bewildered that the college student holding his phone, ready to exchange MSN contacts, could no longer stand it and righteously spoke up.
"Sir, I think there might be some misunderstanding here, right?"
Although the college student had just met Tammy, she had saved his life earlier. Moreover, Tammy looked innocent and had a sweet voice, unlike a woman with hidden motives.
"Misunderstanding?" The 100-point man was not willing to explain much and directly took out his phone, opening a short text message.
Sender: Tammy.
The message was a short video.
As soon as it started playing, Tammy's face appeared in the video—the real coffee shop owner.
"Gary!"
In the video, Tammy looked worried, with her brows furrowed, holding an unknown medical report and saying, "Gary, what should we do? It's all because of that day... I, I..."
"I'm pregnant! I'm carrying your child!"
"What should I do? I don't know who to tell, and I'm so scared."
"I don't know what to do, I'm really afraid."
"But... but this is your child, and I want to give birth to him!"
"Please... for the sake of the baby, let's make up! Husband!"
As the voice in the video became more and more excited, Tammy, watching the video, also became more and more nervous, until...
"Cough cough!"
"Hus..."
Husband?!
Tammy looked at the 100-point man in disbelief. Her body was so young, and not only was she pregnant, but she was also married?
The college student's gaze was equally disbelief, his expression gradually becoming awkward and stiff. He felt that Tammy instantly transformed from a pure white bunny into a scheming beauty.
Indeed, one should not judge a person by their appearance.
The college student quickly put his phone back in his pocket, hurriedly raised his hand, pretending to check the time, and said, "Forget the coffee beans. I have something urgent to do. I have to go now."
After saying this, he left the coffee shop with his friend without looking back.
"Ding dong—"
The glass door closed, leaving only Tammy and the 100-point man in the coffee shop.
"Now that there's no one else here, you don't have to pretend anymore," the man said bluntly. "The person who tampered with my red wine that day was you, Miss Tammy, right?"
"I..."
Tammy didn't even have time to refute or explain.
"Drugging me and throwing yourself at me," the man sneered. "I thought you were just a scammer, but I didn't expect you to be capable of doing anything."
"I..."
Tammy only said one word again.
The man didn't give her a chance to speak and continued domineeringly, "If you're just pretending to be pregnant, then everyone's happy. If you're really pregnant, get rid of the child immediately. I don't want this child at all. We can negotiate how much money you want. But there's no way you're marrying into the York Family."
Tammy was clumsy with words. After all, she used to be just a grandfather clock.
Having been interrupted twice in a row by the man, she simply looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish before speaking.
When Tammy heard the words "there's no way you're marrying into the York Family," her eyes suddenly lit up.
So...
The original "herself" and this man were not actually a real couple?
The "husband" in the video was just an affectionate term.
"Phew—"
Tammy breathed a sigh of relief and even patted her chest.
"Mr., you've finally finished speaking."
Compared to the man's sarcasm and anger, Tammy spoke calmly, "I'm not short of money. The coffee shop can support me, so you don't have to give me any money, Mr.. I'm not sure if I'm pregnant. How about I go to the hospital for a check-up and contact you afterward, okay?"
The man frowned, looking at Tammy with a gaze obviously different from before.
Playing hard to get again?
Seeing that he didn't respond, Tammy simply took out her phone and said, "How about this? Let's add each other on MSN first. I'll notify you once I've finished the check-up, so it's convenient to contact each other."
"Add on MSN?" the man laughed. "It seems that you actively ask any man to add you to MSN. Just like that college student earlier, he had a good impression of you and even spoke well of you. Is his family also wealthy? Are you targeting him next?"
Sigh—
Tammy sighed silently.
This 100-point man, who was handsome, surnamed York, and named Gary, was really unfriendly to "herself." He spoke sarcastically and couldn't communicate calmly.
She really didn't know how "she" had offended him before.
Tammy made a considerate concession, "Then I'll go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. Could you please come to the coffee shop again in a couple of days, Mr. York? Is that okay?"
With a sweet appearance, sincere gaze, and soft voice.
Gary frowned and reexamined Tammy standing in front of him.
Today, Tammy had become strangely different. This inexplicable change forced Gary to undergo an inexplicable change as well.
Gary had the illusion that he was the unreasonable, indecisive, and irresponsible ex.
"Buzz—"
A phone call interrupted the delicate atmosphere.
Gary picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID.
"I'll contact you another day."
It seemed to be an important call. Gary said this, answered the phone, and prepared to leave the coffee shop.
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Just as Gary answered the incoming call, the "time remaining" displayed beside him suddenly started to decrease rapidly.
It shrunk from over 70 years to just 5 days in an instant.
"Ding-dong!"
Gary pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the bell on the door rang crisply.
"Mr. York! Wait!"
Tammy instinctively rushed forward and grabbed Gary's hand with a "smack".
Gary's journey of leaving came to a halt.
So did Tammy's action of stopping him.
"What is it?" Gary asked calmly.
"I..."
Tammy was too shocked to speak.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Gary spoke again: "You called me back. What's the matter?"
The remaining 125 hours of Gary's time were still slowly ticking away. Tammy hadn't misread it.
However, at the moment Tammy touched Gary's hand...
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Tammy's own "time remaining" started to increase rapidly.
The first second took 10 more minutes.
The second took another 10 minutes.
The third second...
Finally.
It broke through the witch's curse.
It surpassed the seemingly impossible 168 hours.
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