Trap of Online Romance

After six months of an online relationship, I was sold by my online boyfriend for three thousand dollars to a wretched man.

The wretched man imprisoned and tortured me to death.

But to my surprise, I was reborn.

1

After being tortured to death by the wretched man, I watched helplessly as my online boyfriend and the wretched man destroyed my body.

I saw my parents exhaust their savings trying to find me, only to die in a car accident.

I watched as my online boyfriend deceived one girl after another.

These girls were sold for thousands, sometimes even just hundreds.

Some were tricked into going to a dangerous area known for human trafficking, some were raped, and others were blackmailed with nude photos.

The man responsible for all this remained perfectly hidden, transforming into a successful person with the money he swindled, eventually marrying a wealthy and beautiful woman and living a happy life.

I was unwilling, angry, and wished I could make them pay.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day before I was supposed to meet my online boyfriend.

Looking at myself in the mirror, there were no scars on my body, my tendons were intact, and my rosy, pretty face showed no signs of abuse.

"I'm back!"

My eyes welled up with tears as I pinched my thigh hard.

It hurt, it really hurt.

Thank goodness, I wasn't dreaming!

The joy of being reborn almost made me cry tears of happiness.

"Honey, I cut some fruit for you, " came the familiar voice from outside. I quickly opened the door and rushed into my mom's arms.

Startled, she quickly moved the plate aside and patted me with lingering fear.

"You scared me! What's going on?"

Sensing something was off, my mom gently stroked my back.

The familiar scent calmed my restless heart. I lay in her arms, shaking my head slightly.

After a while, I looked up, smiling happily.

"I'm fine, Mom."

Seeing my red eyes, my mom looked worried.

"Honey, did something upset you? Tell me."

Seeing her worried expression, I almost cried again.

Back then, my parents only ran a small breakfast shop in town. To give their only daughter a better life, they started a business.

Step by step, they reached where they were today.

We were not extremely wealthy, but we almost had what others had.

My parents always tried to fulfill all my requests, providing me with both material comfort and abundant love.

Perhaps because they protected me so well, I ended up facing what happened later.

I didn't want to worry my mom, so I smiled and wiped my eyes.

"It's nothing, Mom. I just got emotional reading a novel."

Hearing this, my mom sighed in relief and couldn't help but tap my head.

"You! Have some fruit first. What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you."

I held onto her arm, acting playfully spoiled.

"Anything you make, I love."

My mom was delighted, chatted with me for a bit, and then went to cook.

Although we had a maid, my mom would cook for my dad and me whenever she had time.

When I thought about my parents' car accident in the end, my smile turned to hatred.

I must avenge the past life's grievances, not just for myself but for all the girls who went through the same ordeal.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was Richard Hudson, my online boyfriend, and the person who ruined my family in my past life.

"Baby, it's my birthday tomorrow. Can you come and celebrate with me? How about I come to your city? After the birthday, I'll take you home."

Richard was handsome, had a pleasant voice, and was gentle and considerate. We met through gaming.

He was skilled and calm, always helping me solve problems.

Initially, we were just game partners, but his constant hints and gentle advances gradually turned us into an online couple.

He wasn't in a rush, and after over six months of the online relationship, he suggested meeting.

He rarely mentioned it, only occasionally imagining what it would be like when we met.

Moreover, it was his birthday, and he was coming to my city.

My defenses were slowly worn down.

Later, I learned this was his usual tactic.

Girls from families lacking love would agree to meet within a month under his approach.

But this time, I would not only expose Richard's true nature but also bring him to justice!

2

"Sure, I'd love to meet you too."

I agreed to Richard's invitation without hesitation.

I decided to play the long game and raise the stakes. "Since it's your birthday, I'll prepare something special. My parents gave me a card with no spending limit. We can buy whatever you want."

Richard had big ambitions, and small favors couldn't impress him at all.

During our online relationship, I only posted food or scenery on social media, so Richard assumed I just came from a middle-class family.

Now that I revealed my family's wealth, Richard would surely be cautious.

As expected, Richard quickly replied.

"How can that be? Your parents would be angry! How could I let you pay for my birthday?"

He was testing me.

I smirked.

"It's fine. My parents spoil me. The family business will be mine someday. You're my boyfriend. What's wrong with spending money on you? Besides, why should we differentiate between us? Are you meaning you don't love me anymore?"

I deliberately acted like a spoiled rich girlfriend.

"Of course not, baby. I'm just worried about you. Your parents work hard. If the company faces issues, it's better to save the hundreds of thousands or millions for emergencies."

Tsk, the guy was still testing.

I continued without revealing anything.

"A few million dollars is nothing to the company. Don't worry. I'll handle everything."

Hearing this, Richard agreed.

Just in case, I took out a set of jewelry my mom gave me a few days ago.

It was custom-made, and even someone who didn't understand jewelry could see its value.

I took photos with that and combined them with pictures from my travels abroad into a collage.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, for your unwavering love. I'm very happy."

I rarely posted such updates, and it garnered a lot of attention from friends instantly.

I replied to each one until I saw Richard's like and comment.

Honey, you're beautiful!"

I sneered and sent a kiss emoji.

In my past life, I never video-called Richard, only sending him a few blurry side profile pictures.

When Richard and the wretched man disposed of my body, he regretted selling me for too low a price.

He probably thought I was just an ordinary girl from a regular family, which was why he sold me for 3000 dollars.

But now that I had shown him my other values, Richard wouldn't sell me so easily.

I booked a hotel hall, planning to give him a surprise.

No matter who came, I wouldn't be fooled again.

The next morning, I dressed up carefully, and told my parents I was going to a female friend's birthday party.

They reminded me to stay safe and arranged for the driver to take me.

I only asked the driver to drop me off near the hotel, saying I wanted to stroll around first, and sent him back.

I slowly walked towards the hotel and received a call from Richard.

"Hey, honey."

Richard's voice was pleasant, but at the moment, it only made me feel nauseous.

In my past life, Richard had told me the night before his birthday that he couldn't log into his social media account and gave me another one, claiming it was a new account he had applied for.

The next day, I kept in touch with "him" through the new account.

Later, I discovered that the new account belonged to that wretched buyer.

It was a scam he used to extract money.

He would date multiple girls online and, before meeting them, sell their contact information to others who would impersonate him.

The girls, always being too embarrassed to walk away when the person they met didn't match their expectations, would often stay.

As long as there was room for negotiation, they would always have ways to succeed, especially since they often carried certain "medications."

In my past life, I ended up having a meal with the man due to my polite upbringing, and it led to my downfall.

But this time, Richard hadn't changed his number and even called me himself, so he would come in person.

3

"Baby, I'm at the hotel you mentioned. So where are you?"

I raised an eyebrow and glanced at the hotel.

"I'm here too, just about to come over. Wait for me in the lobby."

With that, I hung up and called the hotel manager.

"Have you spotted him?"

Richard never sent me a photo, but yesterday I had a portrait artist draw his likeness based on my description.

"Miss Moore, we've found the guy according to the portrait you provided. He's sitting on the sofa in the lobby."

The hotel manager sent me a photo from the surveillance camera.

I glanced at it. It was exactly him!

The one who had caused my disgraceful and tragic death and the ruin of my family in my past life!

This time, I wouldn't let him off easily.

When I arrived at the hotel, Richard had already been ushered onto the central stage set up in the hotel, holding a large bouquet of roses in his embrace.

The surroundings were romantically and lavishly decorated, with roses falling from above, a champagne tower, and gifts piled like a small mountain.

Richard looked a bit bewildered and expectant. At the moment, I walked over slowly.

Today, I wore an elegant, custom-tailored white dress which exuded sophistication and wealth, with my hair styled in a high bun adorned with pearls, and a pearl necklace to match.

I looked every bit like a wealthy young heiress.

"Darling, happy birthday."

I held a black swan birthday cake in my hands, my eyes filled with affection.

Richard's eyes lit up with amazement, and a gentle smile spread across his face.

"Baby, is this the surprise you prepared for me?"

"Of course, " I replied with a smile.

The bigger the pedestal, the harder the fall.

People around us were exclaiming and taking photos and videos. Richard instinctively frowned, but quickly, he looked proud and pleased.

In front of everyone, I helped Richard blow out the candles, cut the cake, and then presented him with a watch worth millions.

Richard was deeply moved and wanted to kiss and hug me, but I shyly refused.

To reassure him, I whispered in his ear, "I... I've never been in a relationship before. You're my first, so... let's wait a bit longer, okay?"

A wealthy, beautiful, and innocent young lady devoted entirely to him -no ordinary man could remain indifferent, let alone someone like Richard, who relied on deceiving women.

After blowing out the candles, we had a candlelit dinner. A dinner costing nearly five figures was ordinary for me but extravagant for Richard.

Meanwhile, the video of me celebrating Richard's birthday went viral online, as I had arranged.

Many praised us as a perfect couple, while others speculated about our identities.

Although my family was wealthy, I kept a low profile, and few knew my true identity.

Only my close friends were aware of that.

They messaged me as soon as they saw the trending news, and I replied to each one in front of Richard.

Even when someone pointed out that Richard seemed ordinary and advised me to break up, I retorted back.

Then my dad called.

Richard was trying to persuade me to go to the hotel when he overheard my dad's angry voice demanding I come home.

I could only look at Richard helplessly.

"Sorry, darling, my dad is probably going to force me to break up. But don't worry, I'll definitely convince him. After all, I'm his only daughter."

Richard immediately looked at me with concern.

"Baby, should I explain to your dad? We truly love each other, and I genuinely love you."

I shook my head and gazed at him with deep affection.

"My dad is angry right now. Once he calms down, I'll definitely introduce you to him."

Finally, under the urging of the driver my dad sent, I could only arrange for Richard to stay in the most expensive hotel suite in the city and then left by car.

As soon as I got in the car, the driver seemed hesitant to speak.

He had been with our family since the start of our business and was practically part of the family.

I knew what he wanted to say, but I had to hurry back to calm my overprotective dad.

4

When I got home, my parents were sitting on the couch in the living room, both looking worried.

As soon as I walked in, my mom came over to help me with my coat.

"Sweetie, you're back. Did you have fun?"

I hugged my mom.

"Yes, I did."

Then I went over and hugged my dad from behind the couch.

Dad was angry, but he didn't push me away.

"Dad, don't be mad."

Although he was usually harsh with employees, he couldn't bear to be angry with his beloved daughter. Even though he wanted to flip the table, he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

"What happened today?"

I sat next to Dad, pulling Mom to sit on the other side, and began to explain how Richard had tried to deceive me.

In my past life, I met a disgraceful and tragic end, and my parents would have been heartbroken if they knew.

So I only told them that I had discovered Richard's wrongdoings, but without evidence, I wanted to get back at him.

"Sweetie, if he's that bad, why not just call the police?"

Mom was worried about my safety, but I didn't want to let him off that easily.

"Mom, Dad, don't worry. I've got friends helping me. I won't put myself in danger, I promise."

Hearing this, my parents chose to trust me but repeatedly reminded me to be careful.

To reassure them, I installed a GPS tracker on my phone, linking it to theirs so they could check my whereabouts anytime.

Only then did they relax a bit.

Back in my room, I immediately contacted a few friends to help me stage a scene.

Then I turned on the recording device I had installed in the hotel room in advance.