The Man Who Burned Me Alive in My Past Life Was Also Reborn Novel by Fitzgerald Mitchell

The car ride was unnervingly silent.

Richard seemed deep in thought. After a long pause, he finally spoke: “Mary, enjoy your final moments of freedom. If it’s proven that you caused my child’s miscarriage, I’ll make sure you deeply regret ever being born.”

From my past experience, I knew Richard wasn’t bluffing.

But I’ve learned my lesson–I won’t make the same mistake twice.

I let out a cold, humorless laugh and said nothing.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at Harmony Health Clinic.

Without hesitation, I led Richard and the others straight to the obstetrics ward.

As expected, in a luxurious private room, we found Richard’s brother Michael carefully feeding Jessica soup.

He gently blew on the spoon, his eyes filled with tenderness as he looked at her.

Jessica appeared weak, but the warmth in her eyes was undeniable.

When their eyes met, the connection between them was palpable.

Anyone watching would think they were a deeply loving couple.

Richard was visibly shaken.

He stood frozen in the doorway, fists clenched and teeth gritted, unable to move.

James and the influencers who had followed us were also peering through the

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The Bestream that was butring “No way they’re definitely together! They look

The really happening? What a plot twist!”

“A pregnant wife cheating with her husband’s brother and miscarrying… this is

wilder than any novel!”

“Truth is stranger than fiction–this is the most riveting livestream I’ve ever seen.

The shocking turn of events caused viewership to soar, with over a million people tuning in within minutes.

Richard remained in stunned silence for a moment before finally gritting his teeth

and stepping into the room.

“What’s going on here?”

Richard, eyes blazing with anger, stormed over to confront Jessica and Michael.

James, the influencers, and I followed closely behind.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Michael, caught off guard while feeding Jessica soup, looked alarmed. He quickly set the bowl aside and stammered: “Richard, I… I heard Jessica wasn’t feeling well.

She called you, but you didn’t come, so I came to check on her.”

Richard glared at Michael but remained silent. He turned to Jessica and

demanded: “What exactly happened with the miscarriage?”

Jessica’s face briefly registered guilt but quickly hardened as she replied: “Honey, didn’t I just explain this on the phone?”

She gestured toward me, feigning innocence: “It was Mary. She was feeling down and wanted to go out drinking. I went with her because I was worried about her

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being alone. But she ended up flirting with male models at the club, and after a few drinks, she wanted to get a room with them.”

“I tried to warn her, reminding her that she’s married and should act responsibly. But she got angry, pushed me away, and that’s when I lost the baby…”

Jessica placed a hand on her stomach, prétending to be heartbroken.

Her performance was so convincing it almost seemed real.

Richard looked at me, his expression a mix of confusion and anger.

I remained calm and asked Jessica: “When exactly did this happen?”

Jessica sat up, feigning righteous indignation:

“It was this afternoon. You caused my miscarriage at noon, and now you’re trying to pretend you don’t remember?”

She was trying to shift the blame.

I smirked: “I haven’t left the house all day. If you miscarried at noon, do you have, proof of when you were admitted? Show it.”

I was sure Jessica had miscarried in the evening, and I had been with Richard the entire time.

With so many witnesses to my alibi, Jessica’s accusations would unravel.

Surprisingly, Jessica showed no sign of panic.

She signaled Michael, who then produced an admission slip from the bedside drawer.

He unfolded it and displayed it to everyone.

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It clearly stated that Jessica had been admitted at 11 a.m.!