There was a permanent smell of disinfectant in the hospital. Lora Wood hated it the most but could no longer smell it.

Three minutes ago, the doctor had announced her death.

Lora didn't know why she still had a wisp of consciousness. Like a ghost, she was full of resentment and wouldn't dissipate.

Maybe Heaven deemed her stupid and let her bear witness of her misery.

She widened her eyes and stared at a hugging couple in front of her sickbed.

The pretty woman was none other than her sister, Elsa Wood, and the dashing man was her fiancé, Denny Well! This damned pair hooked up even before her body turned cold!

"Den, gentler... you hurt me!" Elsa shyly pushed Denny.

"Where does it hurt? Show me!" Denny immediately let go of her.

At the sight of his anxious sweat, Elsa leaned against his chest contentedly without replying.

Denny became even more anxious, "Did you get hurt to save me? I'm calling the doctor!"

Unable to bear the sight of Denny lovingly holding Elsa, Lora wafted over and scratched at his shoulder.

"Denny, I saved you! It even cost me my life! How could you be deceived and fall in love with her?"

Lora used all her strength to shake Denny, trying to awaken him and vent her grievances, but her void hands just went through his body.

"Denny, Elsa suffered a lot to save you from the kidnappers. She is your savior, and our family lost a daughter. Lora should not die in vain, and you owe your life to the Wood family. We don't expect your requital but hope you can treat Elsa well so that Lora's spirit in Heaven will be comforted!"

A middle-aged man sitting on the couch looked at Denny and said with a smile.

He was Lora's father, Henry Wood. Instead of grieving over his daughter's death, he showed gratification on his face.

"Dad! You know that I saved Denny! Why do you lie for Elsa? Denny is my fiancé, and you know that I love him. Why do you step over my dead body and help my sister to get my man? But I am your biological daughter!"

In disbelief, Lora floated to Henry and let out a miserable shriek, only to find her voice audible exclusively to her. The three people in the ward were not affected at all.

"Dad, you are right. I will cherish Elsa. After going through life and death, now I realize that Elsa is my true love. Besides, she already bore our child, so certainly I will treat her and the baby well."

Touched by Denny's confession, Elsa smiled happily.

"Really? How long are you pregnant? Okay! We should prepare for the wedding!"

Lora sank to the floor, finding the harmonious scene absurd and ironic. Stopping her threatening gestures, she felt powerless.

She felt aggrieved!

As the real lady of the Wood family, she was replaced by Elsa at birth.

Elsa got everything, and her dead body was used as a stepping stone!

What was even more ridiculous was that she loved the wrong man and lost her precious life!

Hatred, resentment!

Lora's numb heart was stirred, and she got up with a start. Pouncing on her body, she wanted to come back! She wanted revenge and would not like to die like this!

However, time and time again, she went through the stiff body and couldn't come back!

Frantically she pounced on Denny and throttled him fiercely.

It was all in vain!

Bang!

Just then, a loud noise came from behind.

Lora turned around and stopped in front of a man.

The man was tall and upright. When he just stood there, the air about him was awful. His break-in was abrupt.

At the close range, Lora could see destructive resentment in his deep eyes.

Who was he? Lora sized him up.

A black mask covered most of his face, and it looked like that he traveled a long way here. His disheveled hair drooped at his forehead, covering his ferocious crimson eyes.

Certainly, he couldn't see her, and his hateful eyes were fixed on... Denny?

Why was he staring at Denny so hatefully?

While Lora was in confusion, the man walked through her phantom to Denny.

"Sir, are you getting into the wrong ward... ah!"

Before Elsa could finish, the man suddenly punched Denny on the nose.

Bang!

Blood splattered!

Awkwardly Denny hit the wall and fell to the floor before Elsa screamed out.

Lora also widened her eyes in shock and watched blankly as the man slowly approached Denny who curled up in pain.

The man dragged Denny up. Just half a head taller, the man somehow managed to lift Denny like a chicken and shoved him fiercely against the wall.

The next second, the man raised his arm and throttled Denny with his powerful fingers.

"Ah! H... help!"

Elsa screamed madly, and Henry rushed up to his rescue, but the man kicked him away before he could come closer. His fat body rolled, hit a corner, and he passed out.

Strangely, when such loud noises were made in the ward, it was all quiet outside. Not a single soul came.

The man kept tightening his grip. Like a plier, his arm strangled and lifted Denny.

Denny's toes were off the ground, and his handsome face was beaten black and blue. For the lack of oxygen, he turned purple and looked discomfited.

"I've warned you to treat her well. How dare you fail her!" Like the Yama sentencing a sinned spirit, he stared at Denny coldly with his crimson eyes.

His voice sounded

hoarse and devilish. It came from the back of the black mask and carried murderous ferocity.

Her?

Who was her?

Lora drifted over and stared curiously at the man, only to find him unfamiliar. Although she didn't know who he was, she was glad to see Denny struggling desperately in his hands.

"You... you..." Denny looked at the man in horror and forced out a mumble.

"Yes, me." The man abruptly tightened his grip.

As blue veins popped up from his lean wrist, Denny instantly lost his voice.

"You shouldn't have failed her! And you shouldn't have lied to me that you would treat her well! If it was not for your promise, how would I..." The man was very emotional but stopped halfway through his speech.

Lora was at a loss. What did he mean?

"She is dead, and you will not live, either."

While Lora was baffled, the man's hoarse voice came again, followed by an appalling sound of bones breaking.

Crack!

As the man drew back his hand, Denny's body slid down like a rag. In a weird angle, his neck limply crooked.

He died!

He was killed! His death was terrible. The man snapped his neck!

"Ah! Mur... murder!"

While Lora was shocked, Elsa screamed in her greatest fear, collapsed to the floor, and crawled her way out. There was a pool of water beneath her dress, and before she went out, her eyes rolled, and she fainted.

The ward suddenly fell into eerie silence.

Like a sculpture, the man stood silently with his back towards the sickbed. Seemingly, he didn't dare to turn around.

Lora stared at him blankly as something dawned on her...

How was this possible? Was he avenging her?

But she didn't know him. This man had never been in her memory!

Then Lora saw the man turning around and walking to the sickbed. His every step was extremely heavy.

His powerful hands that strangled Denny were trembling when he touched the thin white sheet.

After he pulled off the white cloth, Lora saw her own face.

Her face was not good-looking. Six months before her death, she got a strange disease that tortured her out of shape. She fell to death from the fourth floor, resulting in a big hole on the back of her head, and her face collapsed and contorted.

Sick of the scene, Lora looked away but out of the corner of her eye saw the man leaning down and stroking her deformed face gently with his fingers

"Sorry, I... came late."

His hoarse voice broke the dead silence in the ward.

Lora raised her head incredulously and happened to see a crystal drip reflecting the light of the setting sun. It was like a belated drop of tear from the dead.

Was it raining?

Lora felt a chill, lifted her hand, and touched her tearful face. Turned out ghosts could also shed tears.

Her tears didn't fall before the shameless Elsa and Denny or Denny's betrayal. She shed tears amid the grieving voice of the man.

Who... were you?

"Who are you? No... don't jump! No!"

Lora felt like in a hot furnace and could hardly breathe. That tall figure kept flashing across her mind.

Before her eyes, he picked up her body and walked out of the ward. The nurses and doctors were somehow nowhere to be found. Without any hindrance, they reached the rooftop and boarded a helicopter.

The helicopter eventually landed in a desert that featured a famous natural gas pit in the empire. Like a natural furnace, the huge pit slept on the barren land. Its inner temperature reached as high as 1,000 degrees Celsius. Carrying her, he walked towards the flames without

hesitation.

"Get out of here! Don't jump! No!"

The heat burned and the blast rolled.

Lora strained her voice to stop him, but the man leaped down with her in his arms.

At the moment, the vortex of flames sucked her in together with her spirit. In an instant, their flesh and bones melted into one. No one could separate them again.

"No!"

The tragic scene stinging her nerves, Lora abruptly opened her eyes and panted.

She seemingly still felt a burning pain from her skin, and the man's voice seemed still echoing in her ears.

His last words were, "Lora, don't be afraid. Be it life or death, I'll be with you!"

But instead of the desert flames, a simple desk and a small wooden window came into view.

The moonlight slanted in through the half-open casement. The summer night breeze mixed with the chirps from various mountain insects rushed in, amid which, the room felt even quieter.

This... was her grandma's pharmacy!

But the pharmacy and her grandmother were devoured by flames four years ago. How was she back here?

In her chest, her heart thumped like a drum, reminding her that she was alive. As an idea struck her mind, her blood was boiling.

She remembered her last scene when the tall figure fell into the boundless sea of flames with her.

If there was an afterlife, she would find him, repay him, and never make sacrifices for unworthy people. She would take back everything that belonged to her and guard those who really loved her!

Was she... reborn?

Before Lora could snap out of the shock, she suddenly felt a strong force on her chest, and a hoarse, deep voice came from behind.

"Hot..."

Along with the strange male voice, a scalding skin landed on her nape and brushed against her tender skin. The hot breaths of the man assaulted her ear.