The first thing I did after being reborn was to plant a wiretap on my boyfriend. In my previous life, my sister-in-law, Brittany Parker, had invited me to a bar the night before my brother was due home from a business trip. She said it was for one last wild night before he returned. But when I arrived at the bar, Brittany suddenly started crying, accusing me of having someone rape her. And the man who allegedly assaulted her was my boyfriend, Zachary Dean. I tried to explain, but Zachary, in front of everyone, claimed I’d threatened to kill myself if he didn’t do it. He even said I was jealous of Brittany for getting all my brother’s love. I was condemned by everyone, thrown into prison, and eventually died there, consumed by depression. Only after my death did I learn the truth: it had all been a setup by Brittany and Zachary. They had been secretly having an affair for a long time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Brittany invited me to the bar. 1 I had just finished showering and was about to go to bed when my phone suddenly rang. It was Brittany’s voice on the other end: “Skylar, your brother’s coming home tomorrow. Please, come to the bar with me for one last wild night. It’ll be tough to get out once he’s back.” Hearing her words, I was absolutely certain I had been reborn. In my last life, Brittany invited me to the bar, but when I arrived, she was nowhere to be seen. I called her, and she told me to wait in the private room. But she never showed up, and I grew worried, calling her repeatedly. Just as I was about to call the police, Brittany appeared with Mom, Dad, and my brother, who had returned early. She tearfully accused me: “Honey, Skylar, to force me to divorce you, actually got Zachary Dean to rape me!” Before I could explain, my brother kicked me in the stomach. Mom and Dad immediately called the police. The police quickly arrived. I quickly explained: “She’s the one who invited me to the bar! We never even met! How could I possibly arrange for someone to rape her?” “Besides, I’ve been busy with work lately. I haven’t seen Zachary Dean in nearly a week! When would I have had the chance to plan something like this?” To my shock, my most trusted boyfriend stabbed me in the back right then. He dropped to his knees in front of Brittany with a thud, his voice trembling: “I’m so sorry, Brittany. Skylar forced me. She said if I didn’t agree, she’d kill herself. I had no choice but to…” His words rendered my explanations utterly futile. The police took me away. Mom and Dad, humiliated, cursed me: “How could we raise such a shameless daughter, to do something so vicious to your own brother’s wife?” During the online trial, Brittany clutched her face, crying hysterically: “I was already pregnant with Ethan’s child. But because she set me up to be raped, I lost the baby, and the doctors said I might never be able to conceive again.” Overnight, I was doxxed, and a torrent of online hate rained down on me. After I was incarcerated, due to my brother’s “special attention,” I was beaten black and blue. Day and night, I racked my brain trying to understand Zachary and Brittany’s conspiracy, eventually succumbing to depression and dying in prison. Only after my death did I learn that Brittany and Zachary had been high school sweethearts. After breaking up, they reconnected, reignited their old flame, and orchestrated this elaborate scheme. After my death, they usurped our home. Mom and Dad were literally driven to their deaths by anger, and my brother died in a car accident on his way to work. All our family assets fell into the hands of that despicable couple. In this new life, I absolutely wouldn’t let the tragedy repeat. 2 “Tsk, Skylar, speak up!” Brittany’s voice pulled me back to reality. I reined in my hatred, keeping my tone normal: “Okay, I’ll be right there.” “Yay, long live Skylar! Hurry up, New Moon Bar, private room 3601.” Hanging up, I immediately ordered a mini wiretap through an express delivery service. After receiving it, I called my boyfriend: “Zachary, are you busy? Brittany invited me to a bar, but it’s too late. I’m worried it’ll be unsafe for just us two girls. Will you come with me?” Zachary clearly hesitated: “Didn’t you say you were too tired lately and didn’t want to go out?” I feigned anger: “Are you on a date with another woman and don’t want to go with me? Fine, you do you. I’ll find another handsome guy to go with.” Zachary immediately agreed, saying he’d pick me up in half an hour. He was punctual, appearing at my doorstep exactly thirty minutes later. “Such a grown man, and you don’t even know your collar’s messy.” I used the excuse of straightening his collar to stick the wiretap on the back. Zachary kissed my cheek: “Skylar, you’re so good to me.” My stomach churned, but I forced myself to remain composed for the sake of the bigger picture. Just like in my previous life, when we arrived at the bar, Brittany wasn’t in the agreed-upon private room. Zachary nervously swallowed. “Brittany’s probably stuck in traffic.” I calmly opened a beer. “It’s fine, we’ll start without her.” After a while, Zachary grew restless. “Brittany, why isn’t she here yet? Did something happen?” I ignored him, expertly mixing a drink. “No, Skylar, you drink first. I’ll go look for her.” “I’ll go with you. She’s my sister-in-law, after all. If anything really happened, my brother would kill me.” Zachary immediately stopped me. “Please, darling, don’t add to the chaos. You’ve had so much to drink. If something really happened to Brittany, how could I handle all of it?” Without waiting for me to speak, Zachary rushed out. My lips curved upward slightly. Are you a little too eager? After finishing all the drinks I’d mixed, I contentedly picked up my phone. “Hello, 911? There’s a girl being raped at the New Moon Bar.” After reporting it, my left hand trembled with excitement. Knowing the time was right, I sent messages to Mom, Dad, and my brother, who was still out of town. [Brittany’s in trouble at New Moon Bar! Emergency! Get here fast!] The bar she’d chosen was far from my house, but in less than ten minutes, Mom and Dad, with a group of people, arrived in a frantic rush, each carrying some kind of weapon. My brother also messaged me. [Keep me updated. I’m on my way now.] “Where’s Brittany? What happened to Brittany?” Mom’s face was pale, her voice trembling. I feigned fear. “Sister-in-law… Sister-in-law was taken into a private room. I tried to stop them, but I couldn’t. The man even hurt me.” I exposed my bloodied arm. My relatives flinched in horror. “Forget that for now! Which private room was your sister-in-law taken to?” Dad gripped my injured arm, his eyes filled with concern for Brittany. “3601! Hurry, follow me!” 3 I led the group quickly down the corridor. The eyes of the surrounding guests and staff were practically glued to us. “It’s here!” I pointed to the room number on the door. Dad, without a word, kicked the door open. The scene inside left everyone stunned. Zachary and my sister-in-law were entangled, completely naked. When they saw us, their expressions shifted from intoxicated pleasure to panic. Gasp! My sister-in-law shrieked, quickly grabbing clothes to cover herself. “Mom, Dad, why are you here?!” Zachary frantically scrambled up, trying to find clothes to cover himself, only to realize they were all scattered near the private room door. “What in God’s name is going on here?!” Veins bulged on Dad’s face. My sister-in-law’s tears instantly streamed down like broken pearls. “Skylar invited me here for drinks. I thought she was just stressed from work and wanted to relax, but who knew she’d actually get someone to rape me?!” Zachary, at this point, didn’t care that he was naked. He dropped to his knees with a thud. “Uncle, Auntie, I’m so sorry. I was truly forced into this. I had no other choice.” “Skylar said why didn’t her brother love her like he used to after he got married. She was jealous that Brittany got all her brother’s attention.” “She said that as long as Brittany was defiled, her brother would divorce her. If I didn’t listen to her, she’d jump off a building.” “Nonsense!” I slapped Zachary across the face. Dad instinctively pushed me away. “Skylar Hayes, how can you be so shameless? That’s your own brother’s wife!” He raised his hand, ready to strike me. Mom’s eyes welled up again and again. “How could I have given birth to a daughter like you?” My uncle grabbed Dad’s hand before it could swing at me. “Ethan, cool down!” “And you’re still defending her! Look at what she’s done!” Dad’s hands trembled as he pointed at me. Overnight, he seemed to have aged a decade. The private room was surrounded by a crowd of curious onlookers, their chatter at one point drowning out our voices. “This sister-in-law is truly inhuman. To actually arrange for someone to rape her own sister-in-law.” “How can someone so young be so malicious?” “First time I’ve heard of a sister being jealous of her sister-in-law.” … My sister-in-law, seeing everyone on her side, cried even harder. “Dad, Mom, Ethan’s coming back tomorrow. Now that this has happened, how can I face him?” Zachary echoed her. “Uncle, Auntie, Skylar said her brother is coming back tomorrow, and if we didn’t act now, we wouldn’t have another chance. She threatened to jump from the building if I didn’t do it.” I stared at Zachary. “Are you sure I forced you?” Zachary nodded without a hint of guilt. “Yes, you did. I even have the chat logs on my phone.” “What chat logs?” My brother suddenly appeared. Had he flown back? His six-foot-three frame loomed over Zachary’s five-foot-seven, an intimidating presence. Zachary tremblingly handed over his phone. “These are Skylar Hayes’ messages, forcing me to rape Brittany. I swear, if I’m lying even once, let lightning strike me down five times.” The more my brother read, the darker his face became. “No, it’s not like that, listen to me…” Before I could speak, my brother kicked me against the wall. “Skylar Hayes, when did you become so twisted?” My sister-in-law threw herself into my brother’s arms. “Ethan, my body is defiled. Let’s get a divorce.” My brother held her, his heart aching, his eyes on me filled with murderous hatred. As he moved to strike me again, two police officers rushed in. “We received a report of a rape here. Where is the victim?” My sister-in-law immediately flung herself at the police officers’ feet. “Officers, you must do me justice! My vicious sister-in-law, to force me to divorce her brother, actually hired someone to rape me!” Zachary chimed in at the opportune moment. “I confess, but all of this was forced on me by her. I have proof.” My brother handed the chat logs on his phone to the police. After reviewing them, the police went about their routine. “Who reported the crime?” I calmly raised my hand. “I did.” The atmosphere in the room instantly grew eerie. “You… you reported it?” My brother looked at me, perplexed. He couldn’t understand why I would do such a thing. “She must have a guilty conscience! Officers, quickly arrest her!” The police frowned. “Besides these chat logs, do you have any other evidence to prove that this lady instigated it?” Zachary and my sister-in-law froze simultaneously. Zachary stammered, “Do… do I count?” I scoffed. All eyes turned to me. “A perfect example of dogs eating dogs!” “Since you can’t provide concrete evidence, why don’t you listen to mine?” I pulled out my phone from my pocket and opened the audio file. “Everyone, listen closely!”
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