My diver husband sent a distress signal from deep underwater, but as the equipment manager, I just pulled the blanket over my head and went back to sleep. In my past life, he broke protocol and took his "first love" diving late at night, just to see the "starry sky" of the ocean floor. The moment their equipment malfunctioned, I dove in to save them without hesitation. Who knew he would let her lock me in a shark cage at the bottom of the ocean? When I finally managed to surface, gasping for air, he was waiting with a squad of police officers, accusing me of sabotage. "I knew you were up to no good sneaking out here in the middle of the night, intentionally damaging the gear! Thank god we caught it in time!" Facing the media cameras, his "first love," Bella, cried until her eyes were red. "Is my sister really willing to tamper with the oxygen tanks just because she's jealous of my relationship with Mark?" I saved him and his beloved Bella, yet they framed me, unleashed an internet mob against me, and I ended up taking my own life in prison. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day they planned their secret dive. Mark's familiar voice rang in my ear. "Babe, you worked so hard staying up late. Once this busy period is over, I'm taking you to Bali." The memories of my past life flashed before my eyes, and my body involuntarily shuddered. Seeing that I didn't respond, Mark asked with concern over the phone: "What's wrong? If you're sleepy, just take a nap. No one comes into the base at this hour anyway." I sneered, watching two sneaky figures in the distance. In my last life, I thought he truly cared about me. Instead, he pinned a charge of negligence on me. But it was midnight right now. In my past life, the media arrived the moment the incident happened. How could they have predicted an accident? Unless... Mark had planned it all along? Thinking of what was about to happen, I tried to calm myself and said: "Alright, honey. You get some rest early too." Hanging up, I put in earplugs, pulled on an eye mask, and buried myself under the covers in the break room. In my past life, my husband took advantage of the empty base tonight to sneak Bella underwater to see the bioluminescent plankton—the "starry sky." Night diving is extremely risky, and with no lifeguards on duty, it's strictly forbidden. But just because Bella said she "wanted to see the stars under the sea," Mark was willing to risk his life to make her wish come true. Not long after they went under, their gear malfunctioned. I dove in to save them without a second thought. Yet, after they were safe, they locked me in the shark observation cage at the bottom. No matter how I begged, they swam toward the surface without looking back. The oxygen in my tank wasn't enough to last until dawn. In my panic, I found the spare key to the cage hidden in my wetsuit pocket—a stroke of pure luck that let me escape death. Once I surfaced, I rushed to the changing room, planning to confront Mark. But as soon as I changed, he surrounded me with police officers. He glared at me with hatred, as if I weren't his wife but his mortal enemy. "Luna, how could you be so cruel? I'm your husband! You tampered with the diving equipment trying to kill me and Bella!" "How did I end up marrying a venomous woman like you?" Shocked and angry at his baseless accusations, I desperately denied everything to the police. But then, he produced a security video showing me cutting the oxygen tube on a diving suit. Experts verified the video wasn't edited; it was real. Bella appeared with a swarm of reporters right on cue. She held up medical reports of injuries and a video of me slapping her, crying her heart out on a live stream, accusing me. She claimed that because I was jealous of her growing up with Mark, I used my position to bully her. She said I often beat her when no one was around. Blinded by rage, I charged at Bella, screaming: "Bella, what nonsense are you spouting? You framed me repeatedly, provoked me on purpose! I only slapped you because I couldn't take it anymore!" "You need to tell the truth right now, or I won't let you off!" Bella screamed in feigned terror, acting like a traumatized victim. That sealed it. Everyone believed she was the innocent victim. And I became the petty, malicious abuser. Just like that, I became a pariah. Convicted of attempted murder and assault, I was sentenced to fifteen years. Later, the story somehow reached the prison, and I became the target of beatings and abuse from other inmates. The inhumane life slowly drained my will to appeal. I gradually realized that everything I suffered was a trap set by Mark and Bella long ago. In the end, consumed by despair, I took my own life. Just like in my past life, Mark and Bella ran into trouble less than ten minutes after diving. Chapter 1 The piercing alarm woke up the others at the base. I chose not to dive in to save them, but Mark and Bella were rescued anyway. Compared to my past life, however, they suffered much more this time. When I followed the crowd to the shore, they were collapsed on the sand, gasping for air. Bella's face was pale as a sheet, her eyes red from nearly drowning. Mark, seeing me standing in the crowd watching the show, immediately stormed over from the beach, pointing a finger in my face and roaring: "Luna, weren't you on duty tonight? Why didn't you come to save us immediately?" I glanced at him indifferently and gave a half-hearted explanation: "Sorry, I put in earplugs before sleeping, so I didn't hear the alarm." He ignored my explanation, grabbing my wrist and throwing me heavily to the ground. "I think you did it on purpose! Don't think I don't know, you planned all of this tonight!" Then, he turned to the others at the base, pointing at me viciously: "As the equipment manager, she intentionally damaged our diving gear, which is why we had an accident ten minutes after going under!" "And she deliberately refused to help, wanting Bella and me to drown!" Everyone looked shocked. Some colleagues who were usually on good terms with me spoke up: "Mark, Luna isn't that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding." "Yeah, Mark, you and Luna have always had a good relationship. She has no reason to do this!" Of course, there were doubts too: "Mark is our base's most experienced diver. If it wasn't an equipment issue, how could he suddenly have an accident?" "Exactly, Mark has ten years of diving experience and zero errors on his record." Whispers spread through the crowd. My gaze remained fixed on Mark's face. I didn't miss the calculation and triumph hidden beneath his anger. "Setting aside the fact that deliberately damaging diving equipment is a serious crime that would land me in prison," I said calmly. "You are my husband. I would only want you safe. What benefit do I get if you die? I didn't buy any life insurance for you!" As I finished speaking, more people started to side with me. Mark's face darkened, his eyes full of malice. At this moment, Bella, having recovered from her near-death fear, was helped into the center of the crowd. She looked at me hesitantly before speaking: "Luna, we've known each other for so many years, and I considered us friends. I shouldn't be saying this in front of everyone." "But I never expected you'd try to kill us? Mark is your husband!" "He treats you so well. How could you be so cruel just because you're jealous of our friendship?" "I will definitely press charges against you!" Mark immediately stood by her side to show his loyalty: "Luna was on duty tonight but neglected her post, almost causing a fatality. I don't see how she can stay in this industry!" With that, he took out his phone to call the police. "911? I want to report an attempted murder!" Chapter 2 Seeing Mark call the police, the crowd stirred again. "This isn't the first time Luna has done something like this. This toxic woman should be locked up!" Bella glanced at me, feigning distress but not holding back her words: "Mark and I have been neighbors forever, so we grew up close. His parents are like my godparents." "You all know Luna has a strong personality, so my godparents don't like her; they prefer me." "Because of this, Luna often picks on me. I've explained many times that I only see Mark as a brother, but she won't believe me. Sometimes she even hits me." "I endured it because I didn't want to make things hard for Mark, but I didn't expect Luna to go this far." Hearing this, the colleagues who had stood by me stepped back. Their eyes filled with the same disdain and anger as in my past life. It felt like history repeating itself. "Luna looks so nice usually. I didn't know she was like this behind closed doors." "I never liked her. She's just arrogant because her family has money! Let's see how she gets out of this." "Sigh! You really can't judge a book by its cover." Seeing everyone believe them so quickly, Mark and Bella exchanged a secret glance of triumph. I clenched my fists until my nails dug into my palms. The pain kept me lucid, preventing me from drowning in the trauma of the past. Calming myself, I stared straight at the smug pair. "Every dive at the base requires registration and approval. There's a clear rule: no night diving without special circumstances, and even then, at least two divers must accompany you." "Mark, why isn't your name in the logbook?" The crowd, previously busy blaming me, suddenly realized the truth. Mark had violated regulations by diving at night, which nearly caused a major accident. Even if the police came, he wouldn't look good for breaking the rules. The smug look on Mark's face twisted for a second. But soon, he smiled faintly. "Bella is the daughter of a shareholder. If she wants to dive, she naturally got approval directly from the owner." "Stop changing the subject. If I hadn't reacted quickly today, two people would be dead!" Suddenly, someone shouted: "The police are here!" Following them was a swarm of media and the base owner. Chapter 3 Several uniformed officers and a large group of reporters with microphones and cameras appeared at the base entrance simultaneously. Even though I was mentally prepared, the trauma of the past life's cyberbullying was deep. Seeing the cameras, my body instinctively trembled. Bella saw this, and her smugness grew. While no one was looking, she whispered in my ear: "Luna, if I were you, I'd confess. Maybe they'll go easy on you." I sneered. Did they really think a few videos were enough to convict me? Seeing my silence, Mark pushed me toward the police, acting righteous: "Officers, this woman attempted murder! Arrest her immediately!" Dozens of cameras pointed at my face, but I was calm. "What proof do you have that I damaged the suits? Did you see me do it?" As if expecting this, Mark confidently pulled out his phone and played a surveillance video. In the video, I was holding a small knife, vigorously cutting the oxygen tube of a diving suit. When the video played, the crowd's shock turned to disgust and anger. Mark, seeing their reaction, couldn't hide his glee: "Luna, we're married. I didn't want it to come to this, but you've gone too far!" "If I don't teach you a lesson now, next time you might actually kill me!" Mark marched up to the owner, pointing at me accusingly. "This woman abused her power for a personal vendetta, publicly damaging equipment and nearly causing a disaster. As an employee, I am ashamed of her!" Mark spoke with confidence in front of the police, completely missing the owner's darkening face. Especially the young woman behind the owner, who was glaring at him. I smiled, not rushing to stop Mark's tirade. He didn't know that this morning, the owner had asked me to mentor his daughter, Chloe, who was interning at the base. The first task I gave her was to organize and inspect the diving gear. So, the only person in the equipment room during the day was the owner's daughter, Chloe. Mark thought the owner looked mad because of me. He looked at me triumphantly. "Luna, the evidence is here. What else do you have to say?" I chuckled, clapping slowly as I stepped forward. "Officer, I want to report Mark for fabricating evidence and framing me. I have a witness!" Chapter 4 My words were loud and clear, shocking everyone again. Reporters, sensing a scoop, turned their cameras to me. Mark looked surprised, his face alternating between green and white, chest heaving. "Luna, I've shown irrefutable evidence, and you still dare claim you're framed?" "What? Are you saying the person in the video isn't you, but an imposter?" "Or are you questioning the authenticity of my video! And a witness? Who? Yourself?" "Officer, since she refuses to confess, I'm willing to hand over this video for forensic analysis. I just want justice!" Mark sounded so sure. As the officer took the phone, he patted Mark's shoulder. "Don't worry. We won't wrong a good person, nor let a bad one go." But the next second, the base owner rushed out and punched Mark in the face. "I am the witness!" "Luna didn't damage the suits. You ungrateful brat, how dare you spread lies here!" In my past life, the suddenness of the event and the betrayal by my beloved husband left me unable to defend myself calmly. That's why I was passive. Since my rebirth, I've been analyzing every detail, looking for flaws in Mark and Bella's story. Mark was stunned, holding his face, unable to speak. He had no idea what was happening. But I wasn't kind enough to explain. Seeing the owner's face darken further, Mark finally squeezed out: "Boss, don't be fooled by this woman. She's a murderer!" I sneered. "Who's the vicious one here?" "For your own selfish gain, you came up with such a sinister plan to frame me!" "Enough! Stop arguing!" The police shouted. "The truth isn't determined by your shouting." "We will investigate thoroughly. If you have more evidence, submit it. Otherwise, shut up!" Mark shut his mouth unwillingly, his face still ugly. Everyone involved was taken to the station, with reporters following the police cars. On the way, I looked at Mark's angry face, recalling our five years of marriage. Before Bella returned from abroad, we were happy. We commuted together, cooked together. We dreamed of the future, planning to travel the world after retirement. But once Bella appeared, his heart left our home. He started staying out late. Whenever Bella and I had a conflict, he blindly sided with her. I thought if I treated him well, he would wake up and return to me. Instead, they sent me to hell. Mark glared at me viciously, then walked over to Bella. Bella must have told him what I whispered to her. Mark looked even gloomier. He glanced at me several times, each look sending chills down my spine. I don't know how he comforted Bella. Minutes later, Bella stepped forward, shouting to the police and reporters: "Officer, I want to sue Luna for assault."
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