My Bittersweet

"Bye, Eddie. See you at the usual spot tonight."

After saying that, Melanie Stewart hung up and gave me a suggestive smile.

She deliberately exposed the hickey on her collarbone, then took my hand and said, "Yvonne, since you're back, you've got to live the high life. Our family owns quite a few clubs. I heard there's a new hot gigolo at one of them. Want to try him out with me?"

At the same time, the live comments streamed past my eyes.

"This fake heiress is disgusting. She's been reckless with herself and is now trying to pass off her baby onto the real heiress!"

"Yvonne, don't trust her! Go to the hospital and get your uterus removed so Melanie's baby can't get inside you!"

I shivered and pulled my hand away. "No, thanks. I'm not interested in that kind of stuff."

Melanie's smile turned smug. "Really? Are you sure? This new guy's way better than any man you've known. I promise, once you try him, you'll never forget it."

I felt like I was about to vomit and took a few steps back. "Well, have fun then."

Melanie blinked innocently. "Alright, I'll just enjoy him myself."

As soon as the reunion banquet ended, she swaggered off without a care.

The live comments freaked out.

"It's over! Melanie plans to spend the whole night with that new gigolo. She'll definitely get pregnant, and then she'll just wait for Yvonne to start showing so she can frame her!"

"Yvonne, wake up! Go get surgery now. If you don't remove your uterus, you'll keep getting pregnant. If you wait any longer and the baby grows, you'll never be able to clear your name!"

As I watched Melanie walk away, hate flickered in my eyes.

In my previous life, I got scared by these live comments. I took out a loan and rushed to the hospital for surgery.

I thought I'd dodged a bullet.

But the next day at home, Melanie publicly tore my dress open.

Pointing at my still-bleeding scar, she said with righteous indignation, "Yvonne loves sleeping around with men so much she's covered in scars. To avoid getting pregnant and exposing herself, she even went as far as having her uterus removed!"

A man looking like a doctor appeared behind Melanie, cradling a pink embryo in his hands.

"I can confirm that Ms. Yvonne came to the hospital for a hysterectomy last night. The surgery was halfway done when we found this underdeveloped embryo inside her uterus!"

Mom and Dad, who once felt sorry for me, flew into a rage. They called me a promiscuous ingrate.

"I should have known. You grew up in the slums, after all. Some habits just never die."

My fiance also dumped me, saying he'd never marry a woman so ruined.

I had no way to defend myself and was kicked out of the family. Infection took my life soon after.

Meanwhile, Melanie married the family's arranged match and gave birth to triplets, earning endless praise and love from the elders.

Now that I was given a second chance, I'd make her pay for every ounce of pain she had caused me.