Semua Bab Misfortune Rebound: Bab 1 - Bab 10

That night, when I returned to the dorm, the class group chat was exploding with messages.Hugh had posted a long, emotional message, voicing his resentment.[I don’t know why that piece of paper ended up in my pocket. We all know there’s only one admission slot for grad school. Edward’s grades are always so good, and I’ve always looked up to him as a role model. But today… I was just trying to help him pick up his pen. I never expected this to happen. It’s okay if I couldn’t take the exam. As long as Edward gets the spot, I’ll be relieved. I just hope everyone doesn’t misunderstand me. I really didn’t cheat.]Underneath, the chat filled with messages of comfort and outrage.[Hugh, don’t be sad! We all understand! Someone must’ve set you up because you were jealous!][The more you think about it, the creepier it gets. Edward usually keeps to himself. I never thought he’d be so cunning!][Framing your own roommate just to secure an admission slot? No matter how good his grades are

On the day of the open defense, the grand auditorium was packed.Besides department heads and university administrators, many students had also come just to watch the spectacle. Everyone wanted to see which of the two would win in the end—the rumored “black-magic-using” top student or the campus heartthrob.Hugh was scheduled right before me. His presentation was flashy and overdesigned, and his speech was dramatic and full of emotion. However, most of it focused on how passionate he was about charity work and how well he got along with his classmates. As for actual academic achievements, there were barely any.Even so, when he finished, the auditorium erupted in thunderous applause. Especially Wendy, who was seated on the judging panel, was smiling from ear to ear.As Hugh stepped off the stage and passed by me, he leaned close and whispered in my ear, “Edward, I’m going to destroy you today and make sure you’ll never recover from this.”I didn’t even bother looking up at him. “I

The bracelet was the one my grandmother had given me on her deathbed. She used to say I was born with an unusually weak astrological chart, the kind that easily attracted evil spirits and misfortune. The bracelet, which had been passed down through our family for generations, was supposed to balance things out and allow me to live like an ordinary person. Hence, for more than ten years, I wore it constantly and never took it off until three years ago.Right before my childhood friend, Jane Eyre, was about to leave the country to study abroad, she was suddenly involved in a devastating car accident. After trying to save her for three days and three nights, the doctors told us that her condition was critical and that she probably wouldn’t survive the night. To save her, I took off the bracelet that had protected my life for years and slipped it onto Jane’s wrist while she lay in a deep coma. If the bracelet could suppress my misfortune, then it could naturally save her as well.M

At that moment, the doors of the auditorium were pushed open from the outside.A cold, clear voice rang out, instantly silencing the entire room.“Don’t you dare lay a hand on him!”Everyone froze and instinctively turned toward the entrance. Backlit by the light streaming in from outside, a tall figure in a black trench coat strode in with commanding steps. Her long hair was tied back neatly, and her presence alone filled the room. Behind her stood two lines of bodyguards dressed in black. It was Jane.Hugh’s eyes lit up immediately. He straightened his collar and forced a smile, clearly about to step forward to greet her. However, Jane didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, she walked straight through the crowd. Her bodyguards pushed aside the security guards blocking the way as she pulled me behind her protectively.Then, she turned around. Her sharp gaze swept across the entire hall before finally landing on Wendy and Hugh, whose expressions had turned stiff.“Jane…” Hugh f

Two weeks later, Hugh was formally arrested on multiple charges. In the detention center, he refused to cooperate with any of the interrogations. He had only one request: he wanted to see me. I hadn’t intended to go, but Jane said it might be worth seeing his final downfall, like closing the chapter on the misfortune he once brought into my life.Through the glass of the visitation room, I saw Hugh again. He was dressed in a prison jumpsuit, his hair dirty and disheveled. Due to the backlash from his own misfortune, his once-handsome face was covered with red, unhealing pustules, giving him a terrifying, almost grotesque appearance.The moment he saw me, he lunged toward the glass, his bloodshot eyes fixed on me.“Edward… why? How did you beat me?” He ground his teeth as he said, “I was the one who was supposed to be favored! The Heavens were on my side!”I looked at him calmly. “When have the Heavens ever been on your side? Is it because your aunt swapped your test papers, or beca