Last Life, He Killed Me for Her. This Life, I’ll Sell Him the Ticket Chapter 02
Fight for it?
In those days, a transfer clearance back to the city was worth more than gold. Plenty of people died without ever getting one.
Why had it taken me this long to finally get my chance to return?
Because every time I accomplished anything, Evan found a way to take it from me and hand it to Wendy.
In my last life, my mother finally lived to see me come home. To help me get a job at a research institute, she gave me the research findings she had spent her entire life developing in secret.
But to avenge Wendy, Evan turned around and reported my mother for harboring subversive ideas.
Because of him, my mother was sent to a filthy disciplinary farm-camp shed, where she died after endless humiliation.
I raised a hand and wiped away my tears roughly, my voice turning ice-cold.
“Evan, I don’t care what kind of relationship you have with Wendy. I only want my money.”
“If you can’t pay me, I’ll go to the base Inspector General and tell him everything. I’ll tell him you tricked me out of my money and tried to steal my transfer clearance.”
“When that happens, neither you nor Wendy will get away with it.”
Evan was startled by the coldness in my eyes and could not help taking a step back.
He avoided my gaze, then held Wendy and comforted her in a gentle voice.
“Wendy, give her the money first. We’ll deal with the rest after we get back to the city.”
Wendy’s eyes instantly filled with tears. She wrapped her arms around his waist and sobbed uncontrollably.
“Evan, where would I get that much money? She’s trying to drive me to my death.”
Evan froze, then immediately pushed Wendy out of his arms.
“How is that possible? Where did all the money I gave you go?”
I had no patience for her sickening performance. I reached out and yanked up her bedding.
“I’ll find it myself.”
Soon, I found a tin box under the bed. It was packed full of cash, and inside it was the gold bracelet my mother had given me.
I gripped the bracelet, so furious I felt like I might explode.
Back when I was first sent to this remote work-detail settlement, the bracelet had gone missing. Wendy was the only person who had entered my room.
When I asked her to return it, she called Evan over and claimed I was falsely accusing her. Then he forced me to get down on my knees and apologize to her.
I stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face, then demanded sharply, “Thief. What do you have to say for yourself now?”
Evan froze for a second before kicking me away.
“What nonsense are you spouting? I gave her that bracelet.”
I clutched my stomach and curled up in the corner.
He did not even glance at my injury. Instead, he grabbed me by the throat.
“Watch your mouth. Don’t slander Wendy.”
The air kept draining from my lungs, and I desperately struck at his arm.
He clearly knew the truth now, but he was still willing to lie for Wendy.
Evan threw me hard against the wall, then lifted the box and dumped all the money inside it over my head.
He stood over me, his eyes full of disgust.
“That’s all there is. Take it or leave it.”
“If you dare run your mouth, I’ll have someone report your mother for studying Russian, hiding banned foreign books, and harboring subversive ideas.”
“When that happens, who knows whether your mother will even survive long enough to reach the farm camp.”
I lunged at him instantly.
“Evan, are you even human?”
He had been an orphan. My mother had taken pity on him, raised him like her own son, taught him to read and write, and passed on everything she knew.
Yet for Wendy, he was now using my mother’s life to threaten me.
Evan shoved me away.
“Have you thought it through now?”
My heart went completely cold. I forced back the chill that seemed to crawl out from the marrow of my bones and said, “Fine. I won’t say anything. We’re getting divorced.”
