The Child in My Belly and I were Killed

In my last life, I kindly helped Tim Smith to apply for the university.

With my advice, he was successfully admitted to his favorite university.

After entering college, Tim completely indulged himself.

He frequently skipped classes and failed exams. After four years of college, he didn't even get his diploma.

Seeing his classmates had a good future, Tim began to regret it.

He blamed me for letting him enroll in a college and major that he didn't like.

Tracy Smith even said that if it weren't for me, Tim would definitely have been able to attend Harvard University.

Later, Tim, urged by his mother, pushed me down the stairs.

Both me and the baby in my belly lost our lives.

When I woke up again, I found myself back on the day when Tim was applying for the university.

"Sophia, you are very knowledgeable. Can you help me with my application?" Tim, with a green face, put the guide in front of me.

This time, I didn't want to meddle in his business.

Respecting other people's destinies was a mandatory lesson for me to take in this life.

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"Sophia, the class teacher said I did well in the exam, but there are some restrictions on top universities and good majors. You are a high school teacher, can you give me some advice?" Tim put a thick college application guide in front of me.

I froze for a few seconds and finally reacted to the fact that I had been reborn.

Tim's SAT results were out.

And now this scene was exactly the same as the last life.

Tracy was in the living room cheerfully reporting the good news on the phone with her relatives.

Tim, on the other hand, sincerely asked me to help him with his college application.

In order to help him choose a desired university, I worked during the day and stayed up late at night to look up information.

I also consulted with my colleagues and finally helped Tim to choose his desired university.

Later, Tim was successfully admitted to an Ivy League university.

After studying hard for three years, Tim completely relaxed in college.

He went from skipping classes at the beginning to frequently failing courses later on, even missing exams.

I advised him to prioritize his studies.

But Tracy said that once he got into university, he couldn't be expelled.

Yes, what Tracy said was quite right.

He wouldn't be expelled, but he would drop out.

After four years of college, Tim didn't even get a diploma.

His classmates all had bright futures, while Tim could only rely on his parents at home.

He didn't look for reasons from himself.

Instead, he blamed all his unhappiness on the choices I made for him.

Tracy also said that if it weren't for me interfering, her son would have been admitted to Harvard University long ago.

I complained to my husband, Noah Smith.

"Who told you to meddle? Now that things have turned out like this, isn't it your responsibility?" Noah was playing with his cell phone and didn't even raise his head, let alone say a few words for me.

Funny!

They were the ones who begged me to help them apply for college in the first place.

My choice didn't have the slightest problem, and it could even be said to be perfect.

It was Tim who was lazy and didn't get ahead.

Now he blamed me.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't let me choose this shitty school, I wouldn't even have gotten my diploma!" Tim accused me with red eyes after coming back from a classmate gathering.

I had yet to react.

Before I could react, he pushed me down the stairs.

I was unsteady on my feet and rolled straight down.

In a daze, I heard Tracy's fierce voice.

"Leave her alone! It's good that she's in pain! Who let this unlucky woman ruin all the good luck of my youngest son? She's just a burden! What bad luck!" Tracy stood with her hands on her hips, watching.

When I woke up again, I was back to four years ago, when Tim had just received his SAT scores.

This time, I would definitely respect his fate.