Last Life, He Killed Me for Her. This Life, I’ll Sell Him the Ticket Chapter 09

Last Life, He Killed Me for Her. This Life, I’ll Sell Him the Ticket Chapter 09

I looked at their bodies, filled with desert sand, and could not help giving a derisive smile. 

This was karma. 

Most people in the settlement knew about the evil things those two had done. 

So no one had much sympathy for them. 

Their bodies were buried in a hurry, without even a 

funeral. 

All that was left were two rough, unmarked 

mounds of dirt. 

That day, I suddenly felt the knot that had been twisted in my chest for years finally loosen. 

My whole body felt light. 

I laughed wildly, and after that, I fell gravely ill. 

The doctors gave me a lot of medicine, but 

nothing worked. 

Everyone was frantic, and the General came too. 

He had already retired, and he looked very old. 

“Lana, you promised your mother you wouldn’t 

die.” 

I looked at Candy and forced a smile. 

It was all right. My mother had already been 

reincarnated. She would not remember the past, 

and she would not blame me. 

My wish had been fulfilled. There was nothing left. 

tying me to this world. 

Just as my breathing grew weaker and weaker, 

Candy suddenly started crying. 

“Don’t die. I’ll make you brown–sugar glazed 

meatloaf. Please don’t die.” 

Her little face flushed with panic, and her sobs 

were filled with despair. 

“I was waiting for you. You never got to eat the 

meatloaf…” 

Her words came out jumbled, as if she were 

trapped in a nightmare. Then she suddenly 

developed a high fever too. 

I was so frantic that a bit of will to live returned to 

me, and I hurriedly climbed out of bed. 

Later, the settlement supervisor brought in a local 

spiritual elder. 

He said, “Your bond from your last life still isn’t 

finished. In this life, you’re meant to be family 

again. Why not make her your goddaughter?” 

Professor Howard and his wife agreed at once. 

Only after the ceremony ended did I realize what 

had happened. 

“In this life, I actually became my mother’s 

godmother.” 

I did not know whether to laugh or cry, but at the 

same time, it felt good. 

In my last life, she had been my mother and had 

shielded me from every storm. 

In this life, I would be her mother and protect her 

as she grew up safely. 

After Candy became my goddaughter, her illness miraculously improved, and the wind–erosion problem Professor Howard had been working on 

was solved as well. 

When his support assignment ended, he returned 

to Washington, D.C. 

Using the memories from my last life, I also built a 

future for Candy in the Bay Area. 

After that, we saw each other often. 

When Candy grew up, she entered the research 

institute just as she had wished. 

This time, she had access to better educational 

resources and achieved even better results than 

she had in her last life. 

A breeze blew past, and I looked at her with pride 

written all over my face. 

In this life, we finally both got to live the lives we 

wanted.