Seriously, Heaven, aren’t you playing favorites? The woman next door transmigrates into the body of a wealthy heiress, while I end up as a penniless, love-struck fool? And one who’s doomed to die young, at that?
This is ridiculous!
If I had to transmigrate, couldn’t you at least pick a better time? You had me show up right when he was forcing himself on me. Do you know how awkward that is?
While she was still feeling awkward, a man wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over, murmuring, “If you want a baby, that’s fine too.”
