After Being Reborn, I Got the Biggest Luck while My Boyfriend and His First Love Suffered

People really do laugh when they are speechless.

“Larry, are you out of your mind? You guys snatched my seat first, okay? I was only defending my rights, so why is it suddenly my fault?”

"Larry, it hurts so much, I can’t take it anymore, Larry …."

Daisy's tearful moans instantly sent Larry into a frenzy and he did not care to argue with me anymore.

He shoved me aside with brute force, grabbed the woman by the collar and flung her out .…

Since he used a considerable amount of strength this time, when my back slammed into the armrest of the opposite seat, a sharp, piercing pain shot through my spine.

As for the woman, after being thrown by Larry, she crumpled to the floor and her loose pants slid down to her knees.

Instantly, I saw the scar on her leg, running from her knee all the way down to her Achilles tendon.

The woman's face went pale. She curled up on the floor, clutching her calf. Beads of sweat the size of beans rained to the floor.

It was a stark contrast to Daisy, who had been moaning for a long time, but still had a rosy complexion.

I knew this woman was in excruciating pain, so I forced myself to stand.

I pointed at the wound on her leg, looked at Larry and said in an increasingly urgent tone, "Larry, do you have any conscience? Look at this woman's leg. She really had surgery. Do you think it's okay to treat her this way?"

"Get out of my seat! Or I'll call the train attendant!"

I rubbed my lower back, which was aching from the collision and waved at Larry.

"Get up quickly! Go to the customer service and call a doctor to check this woman."

Recalling Larry's resentment toward me in my previous life because of Daisy, I added, “And while you're at it, help Daisy find another seat.”

But before I could finish, Larry sprang up from his seat, yanked my clothes, snatched my phone and stomped it on the floor, then slapped me.

"Alice, if I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never know your place! Daisy doesn't need another seat—she's staying right here!”

‘As for that idiot—whether she lives or dies is none of my business!’

The woman took a long moment to sit up straight on the floor. She then looked at him and spoke slowly, "Young man, we’re almost at the stop. Give me back my seat. My husband promised to pick me up today. He has a temper. If he sees me being treated unfairly, he’ll lash out at you.”

Larry stared at the woman sprawled on the floor and burst out laughing. His laughter grew even louder and more unrestrained.

“Old hag! You think I, Larry Jones, was raised to be a scary cat? How exactly will your husband take it out on me? Snap my fingers? Break my legs? I'm so scared!”

“Make sure your husband doesn't hold back. Let him vent whatever anger he has. I'm genuinely curious to see just how fierce a rural woman's husband's temper can be!”

“Young man, he...”

Before the woman could finish, Larry stepped forward and stomped on her injured leg.

A piercing scream erupted as the wound burst open and blood spilled onto the floor.

Gripping her jaw, Larry slapped her hard.

"Stop talking about him all the time! After all, what can he do to me? I just messed with his wife, I want to see what he'll do to me later."

With a sharp, piercing screech of brakes, the train pulled into the station.

Through the glass window, I saw the underworld leader standing outside the station, craning his head. He was surrounded by a group of burly men. ...