บททั้งหมดของ Rejected Fiancée: The Antagonist's Revenge : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

“Ding! Congratulations, master, on successfully installing the Life-Altering System. I am 001, your AI assistant.”A flat, emotionless voice echoed in her ears. Ernesta opened her eyes wide, looking around in confusion.She found herself suspended in a pitch-black void. Strangely, despite the lack of light, she could see every detail of her own body.Wait… hadn’t she just been hit by a car? Why wasn’t she in the hospital? Could it be that she had died and was now in heaven?“Master, you haven’t died, but the severe brain damage has put you in a deep coma, you’re essentially in a vegetative state. To put it simply, you’re not in heaven, you’re in the system’s space.”That same flat, robotic voice echoed again, making Ernesta freak out. She spun around, looking for something, anything, in the endless darkness, but there was nothing.“Don't bother looking, I'm in your head. We can talk through your thoughts.”Ernesta knew this was totally weird, but freaking out wasn't going to help. She

After school today, Roger saw the school bullies trailing the new girl. He couldn't help but feel worried and secretly followed them.Sure enough, just as he predicted, after Ernesta went into the bathroom, the four tough girls blocked the door, waiting for her to come out. But unlike usual, this time Ernesta didn't just stand there and take it. She cleverly distracted them and ran away, showing some improvement from before.As Roger thought he might not need to step in and Ernesta could safely leave school, a soft body bumped into his chest. To prevent them both from falling, he instinctively held her close. The sweet scent of strawberry body wash filled his nose, making Roger's ears turn red.Ernesta looked up, a familiar feeling washing over her. The brown-nut hair, the clear amber eyes, Roger's appearance reminded her of a childhood friend. If he had grown up, he might have looked just like the guy in front of her.Roger was handsome, wearing a black hoodie and wide-legged khaki p

Seeing Ernesta's confident air, Fiona gave her a supportive smile, secretly excited to wait for her sister to get flustered and embarrassed.She said, “Okay, now I'll ask you a question. Let's say you have a variable x = 10 and a variable y = “10”. What are the data types of x and y, and why? Explain the difference between these two variables.”Ernesta didn't hesitate for a second and replied, “The data type of variable x is int (integer) because it contains an integer, 10. The data type of variable y is str (string) because it contains a string of characters, “10”. The main difference is…”She answered smoothly, as if the knowledge was deeply ingrained in her mind.Fiona wasn't satisfied and continued to ask more challenging questions, but Ernesta kept up the pace and answered them quickly.Fiona wanted to see Ernesta stumble and look foolish, but her sister's expressions were completely unrelated to those two words. So, besides being embarrassed, Fiona was only left with anger.“Cl

Ernesta swiftly opened a pre-installed game development tool on the computer screen. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, churning out lines of code like a machine gun. As she typed, she effortlessly explained the game's concept and mechanics, her words flowing as smoothly as the code itself. The most astonishing thing was her ability to juggle two tasks at once without sacrificing speed or accuracy.Even before anyone knew what kind of game Ernesta was building, her sheer skill had everyone impressed.Fiona's face turned pale. She had no idea Ernesta was this good. While Fiona could type just as fast, she could only do it when fully focused. To chat and code simultaneously while maintaining accuracy was simply beyond her. At that moment, Fiona felt like Ernesta was glowing with talent.Fiona, of course, didn't want Ernesta to outshine her. But she was the one who had suggested Ernesta show off her skills, and it was too late to back out now. She could only tell herself

At that moment, Ralph slowly stepped in from outside. No one knew how long he had been there or how much he had heard.Fiona’s face turned ghostly pale, her breathing quick and unsteady as if she might faint at any second.Ralph didn’t seem to notice her distress. He walked straight to the computer, took the programmer’s seat, and started testing the game himself.After five minutes, he looked up at Ernesta, his eyes full of admiration.“Did you write this?” he asked.Ernesta nodded. “Yes.”Ralph smiled, his expression noticeably softer. It was the first time he had ever smiled at her.“You should keep learning programming. Stick with it, and don’t give up.”Ernesta hesitated, glancing at Ralph, then at Fiona, before speaking cautiously.“But… Fiona…”“You don’t need to worry about her. I’ll talk to Fiona. Your job is to develop your talent and give it your best.”This time, Fiona didn’t even have to pretend to be sick, because she truly felt unwell.Ever since Ralph walked in, he had