REBORN FOR REVENGE

Inspireville Hospital. Smack! A harsh slap landed on Emma's face. "You heartless woman! You won't even save your own sister's life? Are you even human?" Emma held her swollen cheek, staring in disbelief at her husband, Christopher. "You... want me to save Emily? Do you even know she needs my heart?" "So what?" Christopher sneered. "Emily is a popular star, the most beautiful woman in Inspireville. And you? Did you really think I could love someone as ugly as you, with your face full of red spots? If you weren't useful, do you think I'd have married you?" Emma's pupils shrank to a pinpoint, and it felt like her blood was flowing backward. Her mind went blank. She had used her exceptional medical skills to help Christopher go from being disabled to a normal person, climbing to the top. Just when she thought they would finally have a happy ending, the Wilson family suddenly announced that her half-sister, Emily, had a heart attack and needed an immediate transplant. To save Emily, she would have to give up her own heart! She thought Christopher would never agree to such an unreasonable demand, but to her shock, he had tricked her into coming to the hospital and was now forcing her to sign the organ donation papers! "Ha..." Tears of blood fell from Emma's eyes, but she couldn't stop her hysterical laughter. Three years of marriage, and she had fallen in love with a monster!! Christopher looked at her, nearly deranged, with even more disgust in his eyes. He grabbed her hand and commanded harshly, "Sign it! Emily can't wait any longer!" "No! I won't sign!" Emma struggled desperately, but how could she match Christopher's strength? "Emma", her name appeared twisted on the document. Christopher sighed in relief and handed the papers to someone nearby. "Give this to the doctor and have him start the surgery immediately!" "Yes, sir!" Before long, Emma was forcibly taken into the operating room. A dose of anesthesia left her powerless, though her mind was still active. Thud—the operating room door closed. Emma wanted to speak, but she couldn't muster the strength. Just then, the side door of the operating room opened, and she clearly saw her stepmother, Mia, who had always treated her like her own, approaching with a smile. At the same time, a mocking laugh echoed. Emma's eyes widened in shock. She saw Emily, who should have been unconscious on the bed next to her, sitting up with a smile. "You..." Emma managed to utter a sound, watching as Emily got off the bed and walked toward her with Mia. "My dear sister, I'm so touched that you wanted to give me your heart. But unfortunately, I don't need it..." In that moment, Emma finally understood. Emily didn't have a heart condition, nor did she need Emma's heart. What Emily wanted was her life! "Ah—" Emma struggled desperately, but her hands and feet were tightly bound, and the anesthesia made her efforts futile. Emily wiped away nonexistent tears, looking at Emma on the operating table with feigned concern. Suddenly, Emily's eyes widened in shock, staring at Emma's face in disbelief. "Your... your face..." The red blotches that once covered Emma's face had vanished! Her skin was now flawless, her features stunning, with a natural beauty that needed no makeup. She looked like a goddess from a fairy tale. In that moment, Emily, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Inspireville, felt her presence diminish to nothing. She knew that if Emma entered the entertainment industry, she would outshine her a thousand times over. "How could this be..." Emily staggered back a few steps, her face pale as a sheet. The once "ugly" Emma was actually a breathtaking beauty! Emma caught a glimpse of her reflection in the operating table's mirror, realizing the terrifying red blotches had disappeared. The blotches were actually toxins in her body. She had naively thought Christopher loved her for who she was inside, and planned to surprise him tonight by fully cleansing the toxins, revealing her true beauty. But instead, she found herself being forced by Christopher to donate her heart to her half-sister! Standing by the operating table, Emily's eyes turned red with jealousy. Shock and envy took root in her heart, growing into an overwhelming force. She couldn't let Christopher see Emma's face! "Quick! The surgery! Start the surgery now! Take her heart out!!" Emily screamed, and Mia echoed her command, "What are you standing around for? Get to work!" Everyone in the operating room had been bribed by them. As long as they kept quiet, no one would know that the "ugly" Emma was actually a rare beauty. "Emily, Mia..." Emma tried to speak, but the anesthesia was too strong. She couldn't make a sound, but her lips formed the words: I will haunt you even as a ghost! Mia understood and sneered, "Ghosts can't kill. Do you know how your mom died? I bribed the delivery doctor. If ghosts could kill, your mom would have avenged herself long ago!" Emma's eyes widened in shock. Her mother had been killed by Mia, yet she had treated this mother-daughter pair as her own family! Monsters! Animals!! Her anger surged, and she coughed up blood from sheer rage. "Hahaha..." Mia laughed, her laughter piercing Emma's heart. Emma's gaze sharpened, and with her last ounce of strength, she bit down on Mia's hand. Blood gushed out! Mia screamed and grabbed a scalpel, stabbing it viciously toward Emma's heart. Emma's vision darkened, and she finally lost all consciousness. ... Pain! Her head hurt so much! Emma's eyes snapped open, and she was met with an enlarged, handsome face. The man was on top of her, clothes disheveled. As soon as he saw her awake, his large hand clamped over her mouth. In that instant, Emma's shock was beyond words. What was happening? Hadn't she died on the operating table? How was she here? And who was this man? Her mind froze for a moment as she looked around, realizing she was in the cabin of the cruise ship that had brought her back to Inspireville from the countryside three years ago! Emma suddenly understood. She had been reborn three years into the past! Within seconds, she recovered from the shock of her life restarting. But what was going on with this scene in front of her? "You—" She struggled to fight back, only to feel a knife pressed against her delicate neck. "If you want to live, keep quiet!" The man's voice was icy. The cabin's curtains were drawn, obscuring his face, but she could smell the strong scent of blood on him. In the next moment, the man forcibly tore her clothes apart!