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Imprisoned by her half-sister, forced to sign the inheritance transfer papers, and before her death, she even learned that her mother had been harmed long ago. Sigourney Nichols departed this world in blood and resentment... Until she opened her eyes again-six months earlier when the tragedy had only just begun. Her mother was still alive, her husband was still by her side, and her half-sister was the same as ever, scheming to drive a wedge between them. She had thought she could easily change everything and take her revenge, but she was still a little late in being reborn-her husband already believed she had betrayed him! Fine... Coax the husband first, then take revenge!
Savannah Nichols opened the door and stepped into the dark room, reaching out to flip the switch. Instantly, the room lit up.
She lifted her eyes toward the old, worn-out bed and curled her lips into a cruel smile.
On the bed, Sigourney Nichols lay writhing in agony and pain.
She kept struggling to break free from the two shackles tightly clamping her wrists, but with her current frail strength, it was utterly impossible.
Her eyes, filled with resentment, glared at her younger sister as if she wanted to devour her alive.
She never imagined that the person she loved most, the one closest to her, would be the very one to bring her to this wretched state.
Savannah closed the door and slowly approached the bed. She reached out, pulled away the cloth gagging Sigourney's mouth, then calmly dragged a chair nearby and sat down.
"Cough... A..." Sigourney coughed violently, choked with rage.
Savannah placed a glass cup on the bedside table, then gripped Sigourney's chin firmly, lifting it up.
"Sister, why don't you know how to stay in your place?"
Despite her dire situation, despite her utter helplessness to resist, Sigourney steadied herself and responded coldly:
"You bitch! I don't have a sister like you!"
Her eyes welled up, turning red, but she forced herself not to shed tears.
Because only now, too late, did she finally realise-the sweet, affectionate little sister who always clung to her, the one she trusted completely-this was her true face. And in return for that trust, this was the outcome she received?
That all-too-familiar innocent smile once again appeared on Savannah's deceitful face.
"I've been taking such good care of you for a whole month, yet every day you keep cursing me like this?"
Good care? What a joke. Sigourney let out a derisive chuckle and turned her face away.
After deceiving her into getting a divorce, Savannah orchestrated Sigourney's supposed "death" and imprisoned her here.
Of course, by now, no one knew she was still alive. Over a month had passed-surely, her grave was covered in green grass by now.
Every day, she received Savannah's so-called "care"-meals even dogs wouldn't touch.
Various dishes, ranging from raw meat to rotting flesh, from vegetables left out for two or three nights until they became slimy and reeked of a putrid stench.
That was what Sigourney had been forced to eat for the past month.
And that wasn't all.
Her delicate body was now covered in bruises and wounds, black and blue patches marring her skin.
The bed she lay on was electrically charged-so with every meal, she had to endure an extra "dessert" of bone-deep convulsions.
Escape was impossible. Even suicide was out of the question. The only thing she could do was grit her teeth and endure.
This would end. It had to end.
But the ending awaiting Sigourney would be more wretched than any miserable fate she could have imagined.
And her "dear little sister" had never once let her go hungry. How... very "thoughtful" of her.
Savannah reached for the glass on the table, gently swirling it so that whatever was inside could dissolve more quickly.
"Today, you won't be under my care anymore. Are you sad, sister?"
Sigourney froze. She had already guessed what Savannah intended to do, and she struggled even harder.
"You can't do this... Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Haaa... If I were afraid, then by now, you'd be happily living with your husband. Oh, wait-no. He's about to become my husband. Should I thank you for being so stupid?"
Yesterday, Sigourney had been forced to agree to Savannah's demand. That was the reason she had suffered through over a month of torture, teetering between life and death.
She had to sign over all her inheritance rights to Savannah. Of course, she refused at first-hence her current miserable state.
But just yesterday, she had no choice but to yield to save her mother.
All the suffering she had endured over the past month had been in vain.
Sigourney and Savannah were half-sisters. Savannah was the daughter of their father's concubine, so the inheritance she received after their father's passing was nothing compared to even one per cent of what Sigourney owned.
Savannah pulled out a pre-prepared document from the drawer. It was fully written out, only missing one thing-Sigourney's signature.
One of the shackles was unlocked. Sigourney clenched the pen tightly, hesitating, unwilling to sign.
"Look here."
Seeing Sigourney's hesitation, Savannah turned on a video call and held the phone up before her.
A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the room.
Sigourney thrashed wildly and screamed in panic:
"Mom!! You beast, let my mother go!"
"If you don't sign, I'm afraid she won't live much longer."
Without hesitation, Sigourney quickly scrawled her signature. Savannah picked up the document, scanning it with satisfaction before smirking.
Then she lifted the phone, and her truly sinister voice finally rang out:
"Kill her."
The call ended in a split second.
Sigourney's entire body jolted. She went mad with rage.
"You lied to me! I'll kill you!"
"If the mother is dead, then the daughter shouldn't be alive either. Don't you think?"
With that, Savannah poured the glass of liquid into Sigourney's mouth, gripping her jaw tightly so not a single drop of poison could spill out.
After a final agonizing struggle, Sigourney's hands slowly went limp.
Certain that she was dead, Savannah turned away and walked out, but not without a final glance.
After all, her sister had always treated her well.
If there was anything to blame, just blame Sigourney always had been luckier than her.
"Goodbye."
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Sigourney shifted slightly, then slowly opened her eyes.
Her gaze swept over the intricate carvings on the ceiling before she shut her eyes again, wanting to drift back to sleep.
But suddenly, she sensed something was wrong.
She jolted upright, eyes wide in shock as she took in her surroundings.
She was in a luxurious space filled with expensive furnishings.
What caught her attention first was the familiar crystal bedside lamp, then the television, the heater, and the elegantly arranged furniture, all in harmonious colors.
This was a scene she knew well. But she was still in disbelief.
"Isn't this... my room?"
This was the bridal chamber she had shared with her husband, Theodore Wang.
But why was she here?
Hadn't she just been poisoned to death?
Panic surged through Sigourney as she threw off the covers and rushed into the bathroom.
She froze in front of the mirror, stunned by her reflection.
A youthful, delicate face.
Silky, lustrous hair.
Fair, flawless skin.
A petite yet breathtakingly alluring figure.
How was this possible?
She knew exactly how ravaged she had become after more than a month of torment.
Sigourney clutched her head, utterly lost as she stared blankly at the mirror.
Suddenly, a knock came from outside.
"Madam, breakfast is ready."
She opened the door, and standing before her was Aunt Miller-the woman who had always cared for her during her marriage to Theodore.
Sigourney stood frozen, her eyes starting to mist over.
"Madam... are you alright?"
Sigourney snapped out of her daze. Looking at Aunt Miller standing there, so vivid, so real...
"I understand. You go down first."
"Yes, madam."
Sigourney slowly stepped into the room and reached out to silence the blaring alarm on her phone.
She pressed it off, but the moment her eyes landed on the date displayed at the top of the screen, she was utterly stunned. This was six months ago!
"Could it be... Could it really be... that I'm still alive? Have I truly been reborn?"
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