Last Life, He Killed Me for Her. This Life, I’ll Sell Him the Ticket Chapter 01
After getting a second chance at life, I found out that my husband, Colonel Evan Lawson, had given the transfer clearances that belonged to my daughter and me to his childhood sweetheart. This time, I did not report him.
In my last life, I made it back to the city, but his childhood sweetheart was violated and threw herself into a river.
From then on, he hated me to the bone. He secretly reported my mother for subversive activity, causing her to die after being abused and humiliated in a filthy farm-camp shed.
In the end, on the day I went into labor, he beat and kicked me until I hemorrhaged to death.
“It’s your fault Wendy died. Go atone for what you did to her.”
When I opened my eyes again, his childhood sweetheart was kneeling on the ground, sobbing as she begged me.
“Lana, please don’t report him. My life isn’t worth anything, but Evan can’t have a stain on his record.”
I shook off her hand and scoffed.
“Fine. Ten thousand dollars, and I’ll sell you the transfer clearance.”
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“No!”
Evan Lawson’s expression hardened. He immediately ordered the MPs to force me down onto the ground.
“Do you think I’m discussing this with you? I’m informing you.”
“Wendy’s life is already hard enough. Not only did you force her to kneel, but now you’re taking advantage of her when she’s desperate. Lana Wells, do you have any conscience left in you?”
My knees burned from scraping against the ground, but he instantly pulled Wendy Chambers up and kicked me viciously.
I spat out a mouthful of blood, and memories of my last life came rushing back.
Back then, I had also refused to give Wendy my transfer clearance, even if it killed me.
So he had the MPs lock me in the detention cell for three days and three nights.
He said Wendy was a fragile woman who had already suffered enough in this place that chewed people up, and there was no way she could stay.
Yet he never mentioned that I had been stuck on this remote work detail even longer than she had, or that staying here meant I would keep suffering too.
At that time, I blamed Wendy for everything.
So I went to great lengths to report them and ruin Evan’s plan to take Wendy back to the city.
I thought that once I got back, he would finally see me again and feel sorry for me.
Unfortunately, I was wrong.
In this life, I was done with him, but I would not give up a single dollar that belonged to me.
I fought desperately against the MPs holding me down and forced myself to stand.
“All these years, you secretly gave her your pay and stipend while I, your wife, didn’t get a single cent.”
“Now you’re giving her the transfer clearance I spent five years earning too. Is it really so outrageous for me to ask for some money?”
Evan froze for a moment, confusion flickering through his eyes.
After all, in his mind, I had always been the brainless fool who obeyed him without question.
His brow furrowed as he clamped down on my arm.
“My stipend was never much to begin with. Now you’re demanding that much money. Are you trying to drive Wendy to her death?”
I lifted my eyes and swept my gaze over her brand-new dress and her rosy, well-fed face.
Then I looked down at the cracked skin on my hands and the patched cuffs of my sleeves.
I laughed.
“So you do know the stipend is low.”
“I was so thin I was nothing but bones, yet every month I still pinched pennies and sent you every spare dollar. You told me it cost too much to support yourself and my mother, so there was never even money left for meat for her.”
“But in the end, my mother never saw a penny. The money I broke my back to earn was mixed with your pay and turned into Wendy’s new dresses and Pond’s cold cream.”
“Colonel Lawson, I’d love to go ask around the base. Do all soldiers watch their wives live on scraps while they spend their money dressing another woman in pretty clothes and jewelry?”
Smack!
A sharp slap landed across my face, and blood instantly appeared at the corner of my mouth.
Evan grabbed me by the collar, his eyes icy.
“I’m a colonel. Of course I have to help people. Wendy is a fallen soldier’s widow, and she has no parents. Naturally, she deserves special care.”
“As my wife, you do not know the first thing about sacrifice. All you do is keep score over every penny. Do you even deserve to be a colonel’s wife?”
In my last life, I had tried so hard to live up to the title of a colonel’s wife.
Wendy’s work had fallen on my shoulders too.
I was so exhausted that I missed my period for an entire year, and my hands swelled like balloons.
Yet every day, I could only survive on watery oatmeal without so much as a bite of meat.
By the time I finally returned to the city, I looked ten years older than other women my age, and my body was completely worn down.
I gave seven years of myself, and all I got in return was a miserable death for both my mother and me.
Evan glared at me.
But Wendy grabbed my arm, crying.
“Lana, please give me the transfer clearance. I’m weak. If I stay here any longer, I’ll die.”
“I know you’re making a scene because you’re jealous of Evan.”
“I swear I only see him as a brother. I would never ruin your marriage. Please, just let us have this.”
As she cried, she lifted her face to look at me, her eyes full of provocation.
Evan froze for a second, but the fury in his eyes looked ready to erupt.
“Lana, are filthy thoughts the only thing in your head?”
“I’m making you stay because you’re tough enough. You’ve already adapted to life here.”
He took a deep breath, then spoke again as if he were granting me a gift.
“I’ll fight for the next city-transfer slot for you.”
