Novel & Cerita After Transmigrating The Fat Wife Made A Comeback

A laugh that sounded strange, almost like someone losing his sanity. “Hah…” Billy covered his face with both hands. “Look at you, Billy.” The laughter turned into sobs. Tears fell one by one, soaking his palms. “What am I?” his voice shook. “A great CEO who can’t forget one woman?” He lifted his face. His eyes were wet, red, empty. “An ugly woman,” he whispered. “A fat woman who never even had confidence.” Billy laughed again, this time more painfully. “But why only her?”

“Where are we going? And speaking of your husband, since when do you refer to him as an idiot? Who are you and what have you done with my friend? Seriously did you die and come back to life? She was cackling now, the sudden change in my behavior having both surprised and amused her. I started to laugh too, wanting desperately to tell her how right she was even though she had just used it as an expression. I did come back to life, and luckily, to my senses as well. “How about I answer all your questions, while we shop for new clothes,” I said, raising my credit card I’d found and brought with me in the air. She squealed, her excitement about to split her in two. Not only did she like this new

*Amelia* I couldn't hold back my laughter as Adrian told me that he still considers me as his wife. If it was three years ago when I was still obsessed with him, I would have easily believed him, but unfortunately for him, I'm no longer the Amelia of three years ago. Also, before coming back to New York City, I had already imagined that something like this would happen. After all, I'm now rich, so it would be very easy for all those who have hurt me in the past to come back and pretend to be sorry in order to take advantage of me, and I'm very sure that is what Adrian is trying to do. If not, I still don't see the reason why the same Adrian who was ready to turn the world upside down for Mel

Especially when we’re having lunch or dinner with Jana. "Wife are you ready?" I gave him a forced smile and nodded. Today is Jana’s birthday and they will have a family dinner. Since Maru is close with her family, they also invited us in the said dinner. “Does my dress look okay?” I ask him. My belly is already big that’s why I kind of feel down. I feel like I got so fat and I look ugly. "You look so hot wife!" He said the he kiss me in my forehead and lips.

I didn’t think that the husband and wife would dress up formally! ‘That’s an awful trick, okay?’ While the receptionist complained, she dared not say it out loud. Instead, she retrieved her phone to send the exciting news to a group chat: “Attention, attention, the CEO’s mysterious wife appears again!” Female 1: “F*ck! Gather, gather!” Male 3: “The CEO’s wife? Since when the CEO has a wife?” Female 2: “Upstairs*, you’re so outdated, the CEO’s wife appeared twice already, okay!”

[sleepy eiycee: I’ll start referring to Raine as Xuiying from this point.] As days pass by, Raine at least knows that she has indeed transmigrated and is now a young lady named Qi Xiuying. She is now the second lady of a well-known family of merchants in the capital of the Feng empire. Today, her mother Xi Hui is accompanying her while embroidering. She felt loved as she heard her mother talk of their past, although those belong to the original owner of her current body.

It was just a light, brief hug, but it was more than enough for me. *Alright, you can retire now,* I thought to myself. The parties, the clubbing, the endless nights with random girls—it all ended here. I had already set myself a brand-new target. "Did it... really work?" she asked, her voice trembling. She was acting as if her lifeline had been cut and she’d just been given a second chance at life. "It did. The account is completely yours again." She grabbed her phone, logged in, and checked her videos. Everything was right where it belonged. Including Belinda’s video.

That ten million had already been laundered clean through a series of offshore accounts. Using the built-in advantages from the Quick Transmigration Bureau, I started shorting Newark Group stock like crazy on the secondary market. At the same time, I packaged up the edited video evidence—Cathleen's face blurred out, but her voice and key details intact, along with the truth behind the Newark Group's system collapse—and sent it straight to every media outlet known for digging up scandals. That night, X exploded. #NewarkFamilyFakeHeiressHiresKillers #RealHeiressIsTheRealTechGenius

From that point on, I stopped skimming the comments and started actually studying them. I worked to understand what people meant when they talked about sweet moments and shipping couples. Then I came across a word I'd never encountered before. Transmigration! The moment I applied it to Tristan's sudden change in personality, everything clicked into place. However, I needed proof before I could act on it. I didn't know when the foreign soul had taken over his body, so I used acupuncture to seal his pressure points. That technique did more than just put him to sleep. It had a second effect. It would trigger a relapse of his old soul-untethering condition.

I ran to open the gate to my childhood home, towel flapping, adrenaline singing in my veins. "Derek would have been so proud. It didn't even hurt that much this time," I said, looking down at my blood stained knuckles with a triumphant smile. "Joke's on you Tom. I am married and he thinks I'm sexy as fuck." I played back the rest of Tom's words. Sure, he was a freak who fat shamed me, but that was nothing new. The pervert complimented me too. He said I was pretty. Was it possible that people saw more than just a fat girl when they looked at me?