Reborn: No Longer a Henpecked Husband, She's Anxious

The next day, without any hesitation, I set off for Azuria.

Before I left, my parents kept sending me messages, urging me to come back home.

I received a notification from the bank that my credit card had been frozen.

It all felt incredibly ironic to me.

I thought, "Clarice is truly something, having my parents choosing her side."

Many friends messaged me, asking what had happened, most of them urging me to reconcile with Clarice.

I chose to ignore these messages.

I thought to myself, "They haven't endured the pain I went through; they have no right to tell me to forgive.

Compared to the silent torture and emotional abuse I suffered in my past life, what does Clarice's suffering even amount to?

I haven't even said a harsh word to her, and she can't take it?"

Upon arrival, I immediately contacted my online friend, KingGorilla.

I had asked him to help me rent an apartment in Azuria.

He mentioned he had some connections to introduce me to a pro club and would be waiting for me at the airport.

KingGorilla often sent me gifts during my streams and had always hinted that money wasn't an issue for him.

He used to encourage me to go pro, saying I definitely had the skills to make a name for myself.

In my past life, everything I did revolved around Clarice.

If I didn't see her for a day, I felt a deep sense of unease.

I never even considered leaving her side to pursue a career elsewhere.

So, in the end, I remained an obscure little streamer, making a living from streaming and taking commissions.

And eventually, she looked down on me for not amounting to anything.

This time, I left home and came to Azuria, ready to fully enjoy life without Clarice's presence.

The scenery along the way made me realize how foolish I had been before.

I thought, "The world out here is so wonderful. Isn't this life far better than being stuck with that woman?"

Soon, I arrived in Azuria. What I didn't expect was that KingGorilla turned out to be a woman!

She greeted me with a warm smile.

She was dressed in expensive clothes and wore elegant makeup, looking exceptionally graceful.

I couldn't believe it. I called KingGorilla on the phone, and she answered right in front of me.

"Hello, Acton. I'm Karol Schmidt."

We had only ever communicated through text and never sent voice messages, so I never imagined KingGorilla was a woman.

I suddenly felt incredibly awkward. After all, I had troubled her with many requests before I came.

She sensed my discomfort and quickly urged me to get moving, saying there would be a tryout later today after I got settled.

When I saw her casually pull out the keys to a sports car, I was too stunned to speak.

Before long, we arrived at the apartment she had arranged for me.

"You call this a small apartment?"

Even though I had already gotten a sense of Karol's financial status, I was still blown away by the place she found for me.

I never expected that this 3200-square-foot flat would be what Karol referred to as a "small apartment."

She humbly told me to make do with it for now.

While I used to brag during my streams that my family had some money, after seeing Karol's resources, I didn't dare say that anymore.

"This is a small apartment. This place is the closest to the club, so I thought you'd stay here. All my other villas are too far away."

"Ms. Schmidt, I'm just a rookie here for a tryout. I'm afraid I can't afford the rent for a place like this."

Since my parents had cut off my allowance and I wouldn't be able to stream for a while, I might not have any income for some time.

Karol smiled and then spoke to me sincerely, "Acton, I believe you have what it takes to become a legendary pro player. This money is really nothing.

"Besides, we rich people never make a losing investment. Consider it a loan from me; I'll see it as an investment in you."