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After My Little Aunt's Rebirth, She Forced Me to Marry My Bully

My aunt Jessie insists she has been reborn, claiming her supernatural foresight is the key to my future happiness. Her grand plan? Forcing me into an arranged marriage with her handpicked candidate. The major catch is that my prospective husband is the cruel tyrant who bullied me during my school days. Caught between Jessie's reincarnation claims and a lifetime tied to my childhood tormentor, I must navigate an unwanted union where past trauma and future destiny collide.
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Chapter 2

“Are you deaf or mute?”

Jessie’s voice snapped me back to the present.

She reached out to twist my ear – the same conversation and actions as last time.

In my previous life, I didn’t dare to resist. She twisted my ear until it bled, yet she never softened. This time, no one would bully me!

I reached out and blocked her hand, twisting it back. She howled in pain.

“Do you even know this blind date? You’re so eager to push me into it! Tell me, did you get some benefit from him and now you’re trying to scam your own niece?”

I held up two fingers, aiming them at her eyes and jabbing hard, “Let me cure your jealousy and blindness since you’re so envious of others’ money and can’t tell right from wrong!”

She staggered back, clutching her eyes and wailing, “Ah, my eyes, I can’t see!”

After a few seconds, she started cursing me viciously, “Are you crazy? How dare you hit your aunt? Don’t you know I’m reborn? In the last life, you listened to me, married Gary Allen, and lived a glamorous life. Even your father’s illness improved because of it. I’m doing this for your own good. Don’t be so ungrateful!”

So, Jessie had been reborn too!

No wonder she was so adamant about setting me up with Gary. She knew I would die, allowing her to take all my assets.

Well, this just got interesting. Let’s see who can outmaneuver whom in this life!

“I don’t care if you’re my aunt or my great-aunt who crawled out of the grave. If you deserve a beating, you’ll get one!”

I pulled out a lipstick from my pocket and scribbled all over her pale face, mocking her, “Jessie, since this blind date is so great, why don’t you marry him yourself? You’ve been a widow for so long; it’s time you enjoyed the sweetness of love!”

Jessie grabbed a mirror and saw that I had drawn a large turtle on her face. She clenched her fists and screamed.

She rushed at me, knocking me to the ground.

As we fought, I kicked her a few times to vent my anger.