Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 105

At the Haven Hotel.

Striding into the lobby, I instantly spotted Coraline and Oscar, that sleazeball, all wrapped up in each other’s arms.

I rolled my eyes in disgust – truly, a sleaze and a scoundrel are a match made in heaven. “Hey, Foebe, you made it!” A classmate approached me with exaggerated warmth. “We heard you got hitched! Where’s your hubby? Why didn’t you bring him along?”

I didn’t respond, instead taking a seat in the lounge area. “Has everyone arrived yet?”

“Foebe, we’ve heard you married into the high society, catching the eye of the Langley family’s eldest grandson. We all agreed to bring our better halves today, but I see you’re solo… Could it be that Mr. Langley isn’t fond of you, or is the high and mighty heir not presentable enough?” The classmate teased with a mocking undertone.

I found their pettiness exhausting. In my past life, these very people bullied and tormented me at school. If I were to live through this again without standing up for myself, then all the suffering I endured before would have been in vain.

They say it’s hard to change one’s nature, but after such a life–changing ordeal, I should have had my epiphany by now.

Humans are creatures that bully the weak and suck up to the powerful.

They thought I was an easy target, and my compliance wouldn’t halt their abuse, only embolden them.

husband come here to be ogled by you? He’s busy. We’re talking about a class reunion here. Are you aiming to become the other woman? Sure, the Langley family is loaded; they can

disbelief for an uncomfortably long moment before she finally managed to sputter, “Foebe… Do

just a reproduction tool for the Langley family.” another classmate chimed in with

shock. “A reproduction tool? Your mother went through all that pain to have you, and you repay her by calling her a ‘reproduction tool‘? That’s so disrespectful! Aren’t you afraid of getting struck by lightning the moment

silence,

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the drama unfold from Oscar’s embrace, frowned slightly

all noticed the change in

bit of backbone after marrying into the Langley family, huh?”

“The teacher’s here.”

pale but still exuded kindness. I’ve always trusted my sixth sense, and it told me she was

ones.

always have long lives; instead, they often endure the agony

my students, there aren’t many I can still meet,” she said with a smile, urging everyone to sit. “This reunion isn’t just because I’m unwell and wanted to see you; it’s also because of

them were my students. I never