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After being reborn, my spouse Edward Wilson regretted prioritizing his childhood companion and lost his sanity.
In my former existence, Edward had rescued me first due to my pregnancy. By the time he returned for his longtime friend Jessica Mitchell, a snake had already struck her. Edward harbored resentment towards me ever since.
Four weeks later, I found myself bound in a hidden chamber, surrounded by countless serpents slithering on the floor. I cried out in fear, but Edward's cold voice responded from beyond the door. He declared, "Elizabeth, you wretch. You caused Jessica's death, and now you'll experience what it's like to be bitten by snakes."
Ultimately, I was attacked by hundreds of snakes, and my body was consumed. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the incident.

Snakes, Betrayal, and a Second Chance at Survival

I had never tried to defend myself. However, the less I spoke up, the more people online assumed I was culpable.


[This incident must be factual. If it weren't, she would have reported it to the authorities ages ago.]


[Indeed, her silence proves her guilt. If she doesn't contact the police, we should report her ourselves.]


No matter what Jessica claimed, she had no proof, so law enforcement never approached me.


One evening, as I exited the grocery store and ascended the staircase, a masked and capped individual suddenly appeared, shoved me down, and fled.


I tumbled down the steps, my head colliding with the wall, leaving me disoriented.


I promptly called for medical assistance and filed a report with the police at the medical center.


The next day, news of my injuries and hospital stay spread online. Commenters hailed the attacker as a hero, lamenting that I hadn't perished.


Chapter 8