In my previous life, I cried to Theodore for help, only to end up with a miserable death. Just an hour ago, I realized I was reborn. Therefore, I decisively gave up asking Theodore for help. In this life, I wanted to let Theodore be together with his childhood sweetheart.
I could only call my father-in-law, Fred Lambert. I thought Fred would not leave me alone for the sake of the family’s reputation. “Fred, I’ve been kidnapped. They want a hundred million dollars or they’ll throw me into a snake pit full of pythons…”
My voice trembled with fear, and my hand holding the phone was cold. It was as if my body had already turned into a corpse. I could only hope that Fred would send someone to rescue me soon.
The voice on the other end of the line paused before speaking impatiently, “Celeste, this joke is too much! If Theodore hadn’t called to tell me that you’d pretend to be kidnapped today, I would’ve believed you!”
My heart sank instantly. Fred’s words seemed like a call from hell. I pondered, ‘Did Theodore predict my decision? Was he also reborn?’ I shuddered at the thought, and cold sweat ran down my forehead. He knew I was going to be kidnapped, so he deliberately chose not to rescue me and even informed his father in advance, making my crying out for help a joke.
The kidnapper was already upset that I had not called Theodore. He pushed me further into the snake pit.
My heart instantly leaped into my throat as I struggled desperately, begging the kidnapper to give me another chance. I had been reborn. Did I still have to die?
The kidnapper spat out the words in anger, “You took the hard way when I gave you the easy way out! Do you think I won’t kill you?” He pushed me forward again so violently that I stumbled and almost fell into the dark snake pit.
The hissing sound at the bottom of the pit grew louder. It was like countless venomous snakes were laughing at my stupidity and ridiculous love for Theodore in my previous life.
I bit my lip, and a metallic smell spread in my mouth. Clenching my fingers tightly, I could even feel the blood on my palms from my nails digging into them.
Theodore must have been reborn too!
