nishidurani

Abigail Essendson, the prideful daughter of George Essendson, Duke of the Forchestire Empire, had everything, money, respect, a strong image in high society, and loving and caring parents.
But she made a mistake, she accepted the proposal for marriage by the archduke, Gerard Wiltshire, cousin of the crown prince.
The man wanted nothing but money to strengthen his power so that he could attack the crown prince, which eventually he did and took over the empire.
And that was the fall of Abigail’s family too, who was loyal to the crown. Her whole family was killed in the massacre. Her brother sacrificed his life to save hers. 
She blamed herself for everything as she was the one who chose Gerard over the crown prince. She trained hard, as a strong knight she was. She tried to kill Gerard by herself, but alas, she wasn't that strong to handle his whole army.
"Even if you will ever be reborn, you will never be able to defeat me. You and your family will die from my hands." Gerard laughed as she was taking her last breaths.
"I will. I will come back later to take revenge and will snatch everything back from you." These were her last words when she died.
But not like the books she read, she did not go back in time. Instead, she was born again in the 21st century as a doctor, but the guilt never left her alone. One day, as she tried to save a little girl, she got hit by a truck and was transmigrated back to her previous life as Abigail.
At last, God finally listened to her pleas. After she woke up, she was back in her previous life when she was 16. Would she be able to fulfill her wish this time?

Villainess Becomes The Knight

She looked at the large pit in the middle of the ground. There was no way that she would have survived this. If the horse had fallen, she would have been badly injured. And with the speed the horse was running there was no way that it would not have fallen.

"Why is there a trench in the middle of the ground? And how did you know about it in advance?" she asked, looking at the hole and then at me.

I was still furious and trying to calm down. So I did not reply to her. I had nothing to reply to, I could not tell her that it was made by my men! For her I was just an aide, a servant who walked behind her all the time and listened to her orders.

She took a long breath and waited patiently for my answer. I knew she would not let the matter go unless she would get an answer.

Sent to prison