When Fate Rewinds

"You can just ride with Charles. It's a good chance to get to know each other. Maybe you'll even find a boyfriend sooner," Kahlan offered.

Hearing that, Robert let out a whistle, looking between Charles Levitt and me with a suggestive grin.

I felt sick to my stomach.

Earlier that evening, Kahlan suddenly asked me out for dinner. I happily agreed.

Only after arriving did I realize she invited me because she was meeting her online acquaintance, Robert.

But Robert brought his friend Charles, who did not have a date. To keep him from feeling awkward, she deliberately called me over to keep him company.

Not wanting to interfere with whatever reckless thing they were planning, I swallowed my anger.

I simply waved my hand firmly and said I could take a taxi home.

But Kahlan blocked me, and we ended up in a standoff for quite a while.

Robert complained to her, "Kahlan, young women like this just love to act difficult, always need people to beg them again and again. I don't know what makes her think she's so special. I prefer someone obedient like you."

Kahlan blushed shyly and lightly punched his chest.

The two of them flirted shamelessly as if no one else was there.

I took a deep breath and stopped wasting words. I brushed her hand aside and headed straight for the exit.

"Don't go!" she shouted.

Before I could get far, someone suddenly lifted me and slung me over his shoulder.

"Come on, just give me a chance. I'll definitely satisfy you in every way," Charles said, smacking my backside as he spoke in a lewd tone.

Only then did it hit me. This so-called exploration of the abandoned school was probably just a cover. Their real intention from the start was something far more twisted.

And me? I was already thrown under the bus by Kahlan.

In my previous life, I was even stupid enough to think I owed her.

The thought filled me with overwhelming hatred.

I struggled violently, kicking and flailing. "Put me down! I said put me down! Can't you hear me?"

In the struggle, I drove my foot hard between Charles' legs.

With a cry of pain, he dropped me.

Clutching himself, he howled.

Kahlan, however, scolded me loudly, furious that I attacked a man's vital and most vulnerable spot, calling me a vicious bitch.

The fall left me dizzy, my head spinning.

Before I could recover, Kahlan grabbed my hair and slapped me hard across the face.

"I brought you here to make me look good, and you just embarrassed me! Charles, let's go. I'll introduce you to someone ten times prettier than her!" she said, glaring at me with venom.

Charles, having recovered slightly, spat at me and kicked me several times before being pulled away, still cursing as he went.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the girl who went with Robert in my previous life. She looked terrified and hurried into the car.

I did not have time to focus on her.

Robert's car pulled up in front of me. Kahlan rolled down the window and called out, "I kindly invited you out to have fun, and this is how you repay me?

"You brought this on yourself. If you dare run to my parents and complain, I won't let you off."

I shrank back, pretending to be afraid. Only then did she seem satisfied and drive off.

I hailed a taxi and quickly put on makeup.

Half an hour later, I was already at the plaza of Kahlan's residential complex.

The elderly people dancing there stared at me in shock—hair disheveled, looking like a mess.

Like a madwoman, I grabbed the microphone, my voice trembling with tears as I shouted with all my might.

"Does anyone know Kahlan? Which building does she live in? She's been taken away by men! Can someone please save her?"