Rebirth: Punishing the Vicious Roommate

My roommate in college liked to joke around.

At my birthday party, she tried to make my boyfriend laugh by flipping me over her shoulder.

His bright smile was captured in a photo, while my arm suffered a compound fracture.

Seeing my silent pain, my roommate hid behind my boyfriend with an innocent face.

"I was just joking, trying to lighten the mood. I didn't expect her to be so fragile."

After the injury, I could no longer hold a scalpel. My future was ruined, and I even developed depression.

I wanted to hold my roommate criminally responsible, but my boyfriend stopped me.

"It's just a broken arm, right? Do you really want Nicole to be unable to graduate?"

When they announced their relationship, I jumped off the school roof in despair.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of my birthday party.

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"Hannah, you have an olive complexion; this pink dress doesn't suit you. Can I try it on?"

Nicole Eliot's voice startled me from behind.

I quickly checked my arm - no injury and no ugly scars from surgery.

Could I have been reborn?

In my previous life, after academic setbacks and emotional betrayal, I chose to end my life.

But unexpectedly, I was reborn on the day of my birthday party.

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Nicole pushed me with some dissatisfaction.

"Hannah, what are you daydreaming about? Can't you hear me talking to you?"

I calmed myself and stared at her.

"Of course, you can.

"Choose whichever one you like."

Hearing this, Nicole immediately picked up the dress I had just bought.

"My skin is fair, and my figure is good. I'll definitely look better in this dress than you."

Watching her preen in front of the mirror, I wanted to kick her off the fifth-floor balcony.

But I knew I couldn't.

If I did, I would face legal consequences, and my boyfriend Steward Lambert wouldn't let me off either.

In my previous life, he was the one who prevented me from holding Nicole criminally responsible.

He said that he and Nicole grew up together, and she just liked to joke around and didn't mean to hurt me.

But if Nicole were injured and wanted to hold me criminally responsible, he would probably stand by her side without hesitation.

But no matter what, this time, I had to find a way to stop myself from getting hurt again.

Steward and I were top students in our surgery major.

As graduation was approaching, our advisor approached me, encouraging me to apply for a postgraduate recommendation.

The successful candidate would have the chance to study abroad in the most advanced medical systems.

But there was only one spot.

Because I had better grades, the opportunity fell to me.

But, my boyfriend's mother intercepted my application without my knowledge.

"Hannah, you're a girl. It's enough to dress up beautifully. There's no need to push so hard academically. After all, once you're married, you'll be at home raising children and doing housework. Steward is so excellent; you can just be a good wife to him. He can certainly support you.

"Being a doctor is too exhausting. After graduation, you can do something easier, like gardening or dancing. If nothing else, have a few more children while you're young; that's how you keep a man."

After hearing this, I was puzzled.

"But, Ingrid, my grades are better than Steward's, and I love my major. I want to excel in it.

"Are you saying that once I marry Steward, I can only be a housewife? A marriage maintained by children won't last."

Before I could finish, she interrupted me, "Oh, Hannah, you're too headstrong. I just don't want you to work too hard.

"Besides, Steward is very popular among girls, but since he chose you, you should have confidence in him. Do you think he'll despise you if you don't have a job? You need to trust him."

In my previous life, under Ingrid's brainwashing, I gave up the postgraduate program and let Steward have the opportunity.

And with my help, Steward became a rising star in the medical field after completing his graduate studies.

But later, I realized that I was just a stepping stone, making way for someone else.

As I jumped from the roof, I wondered, "If there hadn't been that accident at the birthday party and if I hadn't given up on continuing my studies, would the outcome of all this have been different?"

Taking back everything they stole from me seems more satisfying than simply punishing Nicole.

This time, I wanted to see what these two lovebirds could stir up without me as their pawn.