Reborn to Rip Apart a Fraud Heiress
Just like in my previous life, ugly comments poured into my ears.
My body trembled slightly. But this time, it wasn't from fear or shock.
Seeing me shake, Melanie looked even more certain. She suddenly lifted my shirt and asked, "Yvonne, isn't this scar from the surgery? You're Charlie's fiancee. How dare you do this? You owe him an apology."
On my abdomen was a scar, about half an inch long. "No! This isn't what you think it is!"
I scrambled to cover myself, my face burning with humiliation.