In her previous life, her mother suffered heartbreak and betrayal from her father, who misplaced his trust and met a tragic end. After a cruel twist of fate, she was exiled to a remote village for 19 years and ultimately lost her life at the hands of the Hampton family.
Now, given a second chance at life, she vows to avenge her mother and herself. Fueled by fierce determination, she embarks on a mission to dismantle the treacherous scumbag and the deceitful white lotus who betrayed her. Along the way, she finds herself in an unexpected, sweet relationship with her seemingly "cheap" husband.
The world is shocked and confused by her return.
"Isn't she the village girl who was exiled for 19 years and killed by the Hampton family?" they whisper.
But powerful allies emerge from her past:
Her Uncle, a powerful corporate president, declares, "That's my precious niece."
Her Second Uncle, a top celebrity, states, "I'm here for a discussion."
Her Little Uncle, a champion in electronic competitions, stands ready to support her.
And then there’s her husband. Known to many as a disabled man, he surprises everyone by saying, "That's my wife." When questioned about his disability, a knowing smile spreads across his face.
"I'll only be crippled in front of her," he reveals, his mysterious aura hinting at hidden depths and formidable strength.
Together, they form an unbreakable alliance, ready to dominate the world and take down anyone who dares to stand in their way.

Rising from Ashes: Her Revenge after Rebirth

After the doctor left, the bedroom was silent, with only Robert and Eleanor remaining. Eleanor, lying on the bed, was motionless, but her complexion had improved. She breathed steadily, appearing unaware of her surroundings. However, she felt a subtle sensation, a pleasantly cool touch on her lips, soft and warm. It calmed her, easing the pain in her heart, and she drifted into unconsciousness.


She slept fitfully, haunted by fevered dreams. When the intense heat subsided, Eleanor slowly opened her eyes.


"You're awake?" Robert's frosty voice reached her ears, carrying a hint of relief.


Eleanor blinked, disoriented, and looked at Robert. "How long have I been asleep?" she asked, bewildered.


Robert didn't answer immediately. Instead, he reached out, placing his hand on her forehead. "Your temperature has dropped," he said calmly, his handsome face softening. "You had a fever."


Chapter 141 Whispers of the Past