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Because I was greedy for a cheap place to live, I moved into a haunted house. The old beggar downstairs warned me in terror, "Miss, this house is haunted, you can't live here!" I smiled and reassured him, "It's okay, I'm even poorer than the ghosts, so if I move in, I'll be the one causing trouble." He didn't know that I've been able to see ghosts since I was young, and just last night, I stayed up late giving psychological counseling to a ghost.
Chapter 1
Because I wanted to save money, I moved into a haunted house.
The old man downstairs warned me with a look of horror, "Miss, this house is haunted. You shouldn't live here!"
I smiled and reassured him, "It's okay. I'm poorer than any ghost. If I move in, it will be the ghosts who are disturbed."
He didn't know that I had been able to see ghosts since I was a child.
Just last night, I was up late giving a ghost some therapy!
Because I accidentally knocked my boss's wig into the food during a dinner party, I was inexplicably fired the next day.
My job, which included free accommodation, disappeared along with that wig.
After staying up all night searching for a place to live, I finally found a suitable one in the suburbs: a two-bedroom apartment with a living room, and the rent was incredibly cheap.
But you get what you pay for. I searched for news about the area and found stories of strange noises and shadows.
"This area is haunted. I'm serious. I've seen a woman with a neck as long as her arm in the elevator more than once."
Wow, it even has an elevator.
"Once, while taking a bath, I found hair with bits of flesh in the tub. It scared my boyfriend stiff."
And it has a bathtub. This place is amazing.
"One time, I came home late from work and went to the wrong floor. The door to the apartment wasn't locked. When I pushed it open, half the room was bathed in a red glow. There was no furniture inside, just an urn and an old lady burning joss paper. I moved out the next day."
Wow, no nosy neighbors either.
This was my dream home!
With a click of the mouse, I had a new place to live.
The branches outside my window scratched against the glass, sounding like someone was dragging their nails across it. I looked up.
Suddenly, a flash of white light and a rumble of thunder followed by a torrential downpour.
The light above flickered a few times before finally going out, and the small room was swallowed by darkness.
But it wasn't pitch black; I could vaguely make out the outlines of objects.
Wet footsteps sounded behind me. I looked at the mirror on the table, and the face in the mirror blurred.
Another flash of lightning revealed a man's face on my right shoulder.
The face was young, pale, and sickly, with blood-red lips and pitch-black eyes.
"Timothy, I'm leaving tomorrow," I said calmly.
The light came back on, and Timothy's black eyes faded as he plopped down on the bed.
"Just because of a wig?" he asked, bewildered.
I shrugged and started packing my things.
Timothy was a ghost messenger from the Ghost Realm. Because of his poor performance, he was only assigned a small area to manage.
The first time I saw him, he was crying in my bathroom.
I thought he was just another wandering spirit and ignored him, but he cried louder and louder. I even started to think a donkey was braying in my bathroom.
Later, I found out he was crying because he couldn't meet his performance targets and felt like a failure. I ended up giving him therapy all night, despite my exhaustion.
Since then, he would visit me empty-handed from time to time.
"Where are you moving to?" he asked.
I told him the new address, and he got excited.
"You're so lucky! That's the area I most want to work in. There's so much business there, you could get rich in no time!" he said enviously, then added indignantly, "Why do good things never happen to me?"
Do you want this luck?
I twitched my mouth but said nothing.
"I'll come visit you when I have time. Save some clients for me, okay? You're my only friend in the Mortal Realm," he said, winking and giving me a fawning smile.
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."